I know what you’re thinking: “why is this girl working as a companion? She’s gorgeous and certainly wasted in such a role…” Well, that’s what I hear from many people. they say I should be a starlet or a model, that I should be rubbing shoulders with the elite rather than everyday clients. They think I’m just too perfect for everyday life and I should instead be aiming for the stars. Nothing else would allow me to fulfil all my untapped potential and make me happy.
I am happy, in fact I’m overjoyed. I love being a companion. I may not be amongst the most wealthy and powerful but I don’t want to be. I want to be with everyday guys, with real people. I hate the fakery of that world and so I find my joy in the real world. Every man I meet is a story, he has a past and a present, a reason for being and a reason for seeing me. Immersing myself in that is one of the great joys of the job. The constant stream of fellas is just a lovely little bonus.
Favourite drink?
Make it stiff and make it flavourful and I will love it. There are few drinks I don’t enjoy if they’re well crafted.
Favourite place in town?
Somewhere bright and airy.
Ideal companion?
Any fella really, as long as he is realistic and enjoys a laugh.
