Life as a West-End Call Girl

I was previously explaining that starting work as a London call-girl will require you to really take a good long very hard look at the truths of what working in the business means. At any level of the market, but especially if you want to work at the top end and compete with high class Mayfair escorts. But if I am not meaning matters surrounding permissibility, sexual health etc, what am I referring to? Well the tip-off is in my mention of the word “business”. Marketing your intimacy is a sales venture. It is a business field like most others. Surely you know the old saying that whoring is the second oldest profession, after warrior? Well the truth is that they both require professionalism and a business-like approach if you are going to survive.

If you go mass market you will be fighting facing loads of magnificent girls from the east of Europe. Babes who stay seven or eight to a bedroom by time-sharing bunk beds to ensure that they can forward as much hard earned cash back to their families as practical. They are also fully happy to travel just about anywhere in the metropolis at no notice any time of the day or night and deliver an hour of vigorous bonking of any sort you can conceive of for one hundred pounds for a full 60 minute booking. Hard to compete with as, for example a niche player such a London MILF escort.

Anyone entering into any other type of venture would do a little bit of study and market place testing first off, but people just introduce themselves into the sex sector on the premise that since “obviously sex sells” they will be sure to be able to easily sell their bodies and make a huge piece of dough quickly. Imagine presuming similarly about starting a tavern, cafe, outlet or something else and you can observe how foolish it would be. Guys might always need to have sex. However, why will they choose to pay to fuck you as opposed to somebody else? Men also may need burgers, but I am not exactly sure I would fancy mu chances pitching up against McDonalds!

Which take us back to looking at making the mid market work. This part of the market has lots of women requesting roughly two hundred and fifty pounds a booking, which is nifty, but a lot of their business is home-based, with the client visiting them. That requires that you may need a spot to operate from, and that should be rented and the cost for that in turn comes out of your rates. Does it actually it need saying that working from home or apartment is a decidedly dumb approach?

By the way, at a very early stage you must figure out efficient ways to handle your bookkeeping and take care of banking your takings. The last thing you need to do is minimize your income to the Revenue (HMRC). By doing this you are certain to get a damned good rogering. And not in one of the good or financially rewarding ways!

When I recently wrote, I described that being an escort in Mayfair or anyplace else in London is completely legal provided that there is no people slaving or compulsion committed; that there are no other regulations are being broken such as the sale of drugs, under age relations, not paying tax, hurting animals; only one woman is performing from the location; and that there is no propositioning or publicizing in telephone boxes

In case you plan to be a high class London escort, you will be contesting with females who have the bodies and looks of well known models or actresses (or who might possibly in fact be well known models or actresses!). You will also be against girls who are well-versed in a number of languages (and also the language of love!) and who have a plethora or additional qualifications. You might be surprised at just how frequently you will come across all of these in one irritating delightful, appealing and friendly individual.

By the way, your foremost advantage, if it relates to you, is that you are English or British. So few escorts in the mid market in London are British that it becomes a significant advertising aspect!

Summer In The City

London is a great place at any time of the year. But in the summer it is awesomely good as long as you have the option of escaping the occasional outbreak of sticky and truly horrible humidity. But, to be honest, compared to most places the temperature is pretty temperate. Let us face it, Wimbledon is not famous for the number of cases of heat stroke and sun stroke each year! Cities like Florence in Italy melt under the heat and humidity each summer. London, not so much, whatever the English tabloids might say.

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Or she could have stayed in London

But one thing that does happen in the summer is the magnificent sexy and toned bodies come out. Too much white flesh too, but let us allow that to slide for a moment. But in the City, short skirt business suits, silky blouses and high heels abound. Long, toned brown legs are everywhere raising the libido and temperatures of the male population still higher.

In the West End it is even worse for a man trying to keep his mind on anything other than the decorative sexy female flesh walking past him. It is hard to keep your mind in neutral or engaged on business when your loins are doing the talking due to the curves out on full display in tight t shirts or slinky tops and the tanned legs being shown off in short butt shorts that look so good with either flat shoes or platform heels.

All of which, of course, is great news for every London escort. All the sexy female bodies on display, together with a little sunlight and relatively warm weather, and a London man or even a visitor to London on business is bound to find their thoughts turning to thoughts of love. Or failing that, to getting their rocks off and a damn good time foe an hour or two; longer if the budget will permit or the pressure has really built up!

Which means that while the rest of the female population plan thinks about going on holidays, high class London escorts have to decide between beating clients off with a stick as they are so busy, or taking time for a working holiday in Miami, Ibiza, Marbella or Sardinia. Oh choices, choices, choices…what is a girl to do?