Do high class escorts really exist?
Discussion
Ari said:
Pistom said:
Not sure if my thinking is right here but surely it's up to individuals to spend their money as they wish as long as the other party offering the service is doing it under their own free will and benefiting from the payment fully.
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Jasandjules said:
ninepoint2 said:
Export56 said:
Brings to mind, these couple of charmers who charge up to 10k a night, a tenner would be pushing it in my opinion.
https://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-3090857...
24 and 28..really? https://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-3090857...
AstonZagato said:
The £10k figure is totally made up. Not sure if it is the DM or the girls (or both). The girls are touting for business - and a DM article saying they get £10k a night helps them push their price up. The DM wants a clickbait story and "a couple of munters can charge £1k a night if they can find the right mug but normally charge £100 each for a quick shag" is not really eye-catching.
It never ceases to amaze me what people will believe, just because it's written in the Daily Fail. Gtom said:
Not knowing what this tag the sponsor thing was I had a quick google, this led to Dubai porta potty.
They are all grim buggers.
The things some people will do for little cash and a handbag.
The thing with that is that I think there's a massive element of, shall we say "racism"? or just disrepect/hate - and this treatment of western women is a manifestation of that.They are all grim buggers.
The things some people will do for little cash and a handbag.
Back when I worked for the escort agency ("progressives" won't like this bit) they were very careful about taking bookings from certain "communities" due to the way that they treated the girls - I won't go into it here but it was pretty horrible and in some ways mirrors what is mentioned in the quoted post. Sometimes they'd get a male escort too. It was all about abuse and power and just hate - slap about (and other stuff) the white girls. To add insult to injury the credit cards used were often stolen.
For this reason they were very careful and usually the client had to be "known".
My ex was ‘Tubby’ & five two... pretty, long blonde hair to her waist & large boobs.
She lived in London & worked in a pub / restaurant for a few years, & apart from getting mugged twice... the most annoying thing was being pestered, literally in the streets by Arabs waving their money at her.
Apparently... she was their kind of woman.
(Well, that’s what she told me anyway).
She lived in London & worked in a pub / restaurant for a few years, & apart from getting mugged twice... the most annoying thing was being pestered, literally in the streets by Arabs waving their money at her.
Apparently... she was their kind of woman.
(Well, that’s what she told me anyway).
Edited by Milkyway on Thursday 9th March 10:08
Milkyway said:
My ex was ‘Tubby’ & five two... pretty, long blonde hair to her waist & large boobs.
She lived in London & worked in a pub / restaurant for a few years, & apart from getting mugged twice... the most annoying thing was being pestered, literally in the streets by Arabs waving their money at her.
Apparently... she was their kind of woman.
(Well, that’s what she told me anyway).
Very true. She lived in London & worked in a pub / restaurant for a few years, & apart from getting mugged twice... the most annoying thing was being pestered, literally in the streets by Arabs waving their money at her.
Apparently... she was their kind of woman.
(Well, that’s what she told me anyway).
Back in 1994 I was working in That London. One day, riding my motorbike back to Sydenham Hill a car pulled up at the traffic lights next to me - the driver was this fantastic bouncy chick who appeared to be all hair and nails with huge bangers bouncing around. She gave me a flyer (I still have it somewhere) for somewhere called “Planet Big Girl” and she ran the nights - she was called, iirc, “Creamy Claire”.
Anyway, no way was I passing up on this opportunity. I roped my mate in and off we went on the night specified - it was down some stairs in a place called Equinox on Leicester Square.
We obviously didn’t look the type, as at the top of the steps a bouncer said “you don’t want to go in there, lads, it’s all fat birds”. “Au contraire”, said I, and we sallied forth.
Anyway, all hopes of ending the night with some high quality fatty sat on my head were soundly dashed - the girls in there were admittedly fantastic if you like your rounder lady, and they’d all made an effort in tiny cocktail frocks, nice outfits, skyscraper heels and even one in a latex swimsuit. However mere mortals like me didn’t stand a chance - the place was full of obviously very wealthy, extremely expensively dressed Arab chaps. Couldn’t get a look in.
Dog Star said:
We obviously didn’t look the type, as at the top of the steps a bouncer said “you don’t want to go in there, lads, it’s all fat birds”. “Au contraire”, said I, and we sallied forth.
This is just beautifully poetic prose. I've a tear in my eye.Agree with Ari; I've never seen better. We're in the company of a savant.
Dog Star said:
for somewhere called “Planet Big Girl” and she ran the nights - she was called, iirc, “Creamy Claire”.
What a great story, which deserved some googling. Your memory serves you very well Dog Starhttps://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/touchdown...
Dog Star said:
Milkyway said:
My ex was ‘Tubby’ & five two... pretty, long blonde hair to her waist & large boobs.
She lived in London & worked in a pub / restaurant for a few years, & apart from getting mugged twice... the most annoying thing was being pestered, literally in the streets by Arabs waving their money at her.
Apparently... she was their kind of woman.
(Well, that’s what she told me anyway).
Very true. She lived in London & worked in a pub / restaurant for a few years, & apart from getting mugged twice... the most annoying thing was being pestered, literally in the streets by Arabs waving their money at her.
Apparently... she was their kind of woman.
(Well, that’s what she told me anyway).
Back in 1994 I was working in That London. One day, riding my motorbike back to Sydenham Hill a car pulled up at the traffic lights next to me - the driver was this fantastic bouncy chick who appeared to be all hair and nails with huge bangers bouncing around. She gave me a flyer (I still have it somewhere) for somewhere called “Planet Big Girl” and she ran the nights - she was called, iirc, “Creamy Claire”.
Anyway, no way was I passing up on this opportunity. I roped my mate in and off we went on the night specified - it was down some stairs in a place called Equinox on Leicester Square.
We obviously didn’t look the type, as at the top of the steps a bouncer said “you don’t want to go in there, lads, it’s all fat birds”. “Au contraire”, said I, and we sallied forth.
Anyway, all hopes of ending the night with some high quality fatty sat on my head were soundly dashed - the girls in there were admittedly fantastic if you like your rounder lady, and they’d all made an effort in tiny cocktail frocks, nice outfits, skyscraper heels and even one in a latex swimsuit. However mere mortals like me didn’t stand a chance - the place was full of obviously very wealthy, extremely expensively dressed Arab chaps. Couldn’t get a look in.
As for the phrase “All hopes of ending the night with some high quality fatty sat on my head” that’s simply up there with one of the greatest sentences ever written.
All hail the mighty dog star.
You lot want to try walking around Bradford on a night with an attractive women on your arm. As I have many times over many years.
And hear the absolute vile shocking abuse hurled out of car windows by very brave members of the community
It’s really very bizarre.
My wife, in her car, going to work once had a man walk past here car, look at her and spit straight at her ( at the windscreen)
That’s the world we live in.
You lot want to try walking around Bradford on a night with an attractive women on your arm. As I have many times over many years.
And hear the absolute vile shocking abuse hurled out of car windows by very brave members of the community
It’s really very bizarre.
My wife, in her car, going to work once had a man walk past here car, look at her and spit straight at her ( at the windscreen)
That’s the world we live in.
austinsmirk said:
All hail the mighty dog star.
You lot want to try walking around Bradford on a night with an attractive women on your arm. As I have many times over many years.
And hear the absolute vile shocking abuse hurled out of car windows by very brave members of the community
It’s really very bizarre.
My wife, in her car, going to work once had a man walk past here car, look at her and spit straight at her ( at the windscreen)
That’s the world we live in.
Thank you all for your praise with regard to my prose. You lot want to try walking around Bradford on a night with an attractive women on your arm. As I have many times over many years.
And hear the absolute vile shocking abuse hurled out of car windows by very brave members of the community
It’s really very bizarre.
My wife, in her car, going to work once had a man walk past here car, look at her and spit straight at her ( at the windscreen)
That’s the world we live in.
As to the above point (which is off topic but hey) - I have two sisters, both tall, slim, long haired blondes. This must be 35 years ago now. The middle sister walks past a group of lads from a certain community and gets all sorts of vile abuse and sexual remarks made. She told them to “f—- off!”. In retaliation they beat her so badly they broke her arm. Police basically did nothing.
DS quotes as others have said are brilliant.
Also sorry to hear the story about your sister DS.
However I feel this thread would be all the better for pictures of those high class escorts being reffered to
Also thanks to whoever gave the reference to the Tagthesponsor website. Some funny stories on there.
Also sorry to hear the story about your sister DS.
However I feel this thread would be all the better for pictures of those high class escorts being reffered to
Also thanks to whoever gave the reference to the Tagthesponsor website. Some funny stories on there.
mikebradford said:
Also thanks to whoever gave the reference to the Tagthesponsor website. Some funny stories on there.
Not too sure that I’m ok with the ethics or reasoning behind that site, however I did often wonder about these “insta types”. It’s quite amazing how easily they’ll agree to do basically anything. Dog Star said:
Thank you all for your praise with regard to my prose.
As to the above point (which is off topic but hey) - I have two sisters, both tall, slim, long haired blondes. This must be 35 years ago now. The middle sister walks past a group of lads from a certain community and gets all sorts of vile abuse and sexual remarks made. She told them to “f—- off!”. In retaliation they beat her so badly they broke her arm. Police basically did nothing.
I know this will no go down well with the woke snowflakes, but you and your mates should have sought out these gutless scum and treated them to a boot party,As to the above point (which is off topic but hey) - I have two sisters, both tall, slim, long haired blondes. This must be 35 years ago now. The middle sister walks past a group of lads from a certain community and gets all sorts of vile abuse and sexual remarks made. She told them to “f—- off!”. In retaliation they beat her so badly they broke her arm. Police basically did nothing.
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