Interview With West London Escorts

While many people are convinced they may know what the life of West London escorts entail, only the professionals themselves know exactly what it’s like to be an escort in west London

In the bustling streets of West London, while hurrying to and from any number of various errands, you’re more likely than not to cross paths with one of the elite of West London escorts. The only unlikely thing about the situation is realizing you’ve done it in the first place. In the official sub-region of Greater London, you’re also likely to find some of the nicest restaurants, designer shopping experiences, theater, Heathrow Airport, and the nigh enormous University of West London campus, boasting more than 47,000 students, it’s not unexpected that your thoughts don’t automatically begin attempting to differentiate the paid ladies of the night from your average high street, high fashion, and high class women that cover the posh neighborhood streets from end to end.

High end West London escorts can be found in numerous ways, but don’t expect just to run into one on some fine afternoon and secure a date. In order to secure my interview, I had to go through the same vetting process that any potential punter would, and it’s far from simple. The vetting process involves some pretty in depth questions ensuring that you get exactly the lady you’re looking for. From questions regarding what sort of event you’re looking to secure company for, to which hotels you’ll use, down to the detail of what you expect your West London escorts to look like, everything is covered in advance. These women are paid, sometimes very handsomely, to be the absolute best at what they do – and that is definitely not just sex. Because they are such professionals, it is also ensured that, during the vetting process, the potential client is just as much of a professional. Identification and verifications of funds are a few ways that these ladies, and any agencies they work with, protect themselves and their business.

The life of West London escorts is just as lavish as you’d believe, but the business side of their lives is shockingly polished and strictly professional. I spoke to one of the finest West London escorts to discover just exactly what the life of an escort is like, and I was absolutely shocked by what I found.

Enter Lana. The type of ageless woman that exudes mature sophistication with every gesture and breath, but also has such a youthful complexion, perfect figure and easily relatable smile that she could be placed anywhere from 24-48 years old. Not that I would ever do her the disservice of hazarding a guess. She is absolutely radiant. Stunning doesn’t even begin to describe most of the finer West London escorts, but the word falls stunningly short of even coming close to describing Lana. She has the type of beauty that you don’t immediately notice. While your eyes may hover over her longer than any of the other women in the room, her demeanor and style blend so flawlessly into her surroundings that there is something comfortingly forgettable about her, that is, until you speak with her. The lines of her perfectly tailored business casual suit hug each and every one of her ample and sumptuous curves, but in an understated and non-gratuitous way. I wasn’t entirely sure what I was expecting her to show up to our “date” in, but I guarantee it was not this- especially after choosing her based on her profile photo- a tasteful, but erotically revealing partial nude.  Her heels are about 5 inches high, ending in a tasteful black patent pump. The slightly curved, but elongated calf that flows out of them bleeds seamlessly into two long legs, which she uses to glide in and out of every room she moves across. She crosses her ankles daintily as she sits, and swivels in that graceful way that ladies of power and impressive breeding all seem to master at young ages.

If judging the book by it’s cover, you’d expect her biography to be that of a high powered lawyer or CEO. The attention to her visual detail is impeccable. Hair, perfectly coiffed and colored a warm and entirely natural looking honey brown. Her nails are manicured with a slightly understated french tip. Filed on the shorter and squarer side. Her makeup is artfully applied in that way that upon first glance, you’re not sure whether or not she’s actually wearing any. Absolutely every facet of this woman’s visage is perfectly manicured. Not in that cold way that makes you feel as if you’re in the presence of a brilliantly conceived robot, wearing the skin of a person, but in that reassuring and cooly confident way of a woman who knows exactly how to do her job.

When Lana speaks, it’s as if you’ve known her your whole life. She talks quietly, with a soft accent that speaks of intelligence and kindness. In her voice you hear bits of the authors that shaped the timelines of civilizations. Words fall from her full lips that aren’t unnecessarily large or ostentatious, but always seem to be a perfect representation of her intentions. She’s witty and quick to laugh, with a smile that lights up her eyes as it simultaneously seems to light up the room. Those eyes, so perfectly expressive of the conversation at hand, hold you within their dual beams. She is captivating, and she also gives you the sense that you in turn, captivate her.

She tells me that she loves her job, shows me how she, inconjunction with her agency, fill in daily schedules and decide which clients are right for her. She tells me about her education and degrees- one in sociology and one pending in psychology- and what her daily life is like. She shares with me that her favorite role to play is the “girlfriend experience” but that she finds things about them all that she enjoys. I expected to be able to report something sad or terrifying, some shocking secret as to why she had chosen this life of sexual servitude, but there is nothing there. She truly enjoys her work. “It’s not all about sex. As a matter of fact, it’s rarely about sex. I find that the greatest part of my career is getting to help people. And I do, help them. I listen to them when they want to talk. I allow them to express themselves in ways that they may have always wanted, but never quite knew how. Sometimes, I just sit quietly at their side and allow them the joy of the uncomplicated company of a beautiful woman. For each client, the wants are different, and for each client my sole purpose is to fulfill their greatest fantasy. It’s a rare exception that that fantasy is anything other than making them feel like their happiness is my only priority.”

While I deftly try and maneuver the conversation into an interview about her life, she finds elegant ways to get me to unload years of my own experiences. By the end of our interview, I was left wondering who it was that was actually being asked to provide an expose. I sat here, at my keyboard following the interview, cursing myself for not getting the answers to the questions I had thought I had. But as I wrote up my notes, I realized that I did receive those answers. The truth is that the life of West London escorts isn’t really all that different from our own. They take care of themselves, their families, their friends. They go to school or work in the same way. They like the same music and movies. There’s nothing dirty or shocking to report, because there’s nothing dirty or shocking about their services. They are intelligent and beautiful creatures. Kind, funny. Lana was strikingly normal in an incredibly inspiring way. She made me feel handsome, smart, and interesting. She made me feel prioritized in a way that I seldom do. And suddenly, I realized, exactly why someone would want to employ the company of West London escorts. I understood what it meant to be a West London escort. I understood that one underlying secret about the work performed by West London escorts. I’m sure I could go to that interview, or one like it, with any of the lovely West London escorts available and each interview would go exactly the same way, because, as I was paying for her time, she provided me exactly what I needed, sex or not. Which, as it turns out, is exactly what it is that West London escorts do.

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