I am a very romantic girl but I have never really been able to find love. Recently, I started to look under every stone to see if I could possible find the man of my dreams. Well, not that I really had a man of my dreams any longer. I was just hoping to find a nice guy. Like so many other girls here at London escorts, I realized that it is not easy to have personal relationships when you work for London escorts. It is kind of not the sort of thing the average guy would like to get involved with, and you have to kiss a lot of frogs until you find the right guy. But sometimes you get lucky.

One night when I was on the night at London escorts, I had a new gent come through my door. His name was Nick and we had an instant chemistry. We really enjoyed chatting to each other, and I thought that he was a lot of fun to be with as soon as we met. Nick was busy that evening and could only spare me an hour but he promised that he would be back. Anyway, after our date, my shift at London escorts was over and I went to go home.

When I work the night shift at cheap London escorts, I always park my car nearby. This night was not any different. It costs a small fortune to park where I park, but at least I know that I am safe and can jump in my car straight away. This evening as I locked the door to my London escorts boudoir, I sensed that something was different. I could not put my finger on what it was but it did worry me a little bit. When I came out to my car, I realized that I had a puncture.

Yes, it sounds very girlish but I really don't know how to change a tyre. And with my long nice nails that I always make sure look good for my gents at London escorts, I did not even want to attempt it. But just as I was about to call the AA, a hand landed on my shoulder. It freaked me out, because it was now midnight and very few people around. To my relief, I turned around and saw a smiling Nick. It turned out that he had not gone to his late appointment, instead he was starving after our date and was on his way to a late night restaurant.

Helplessly, I pointed at the tyre on my car and he said no worries. Clearly he realized that this girl from cheap London escorts may not be that good at changing tyres. Within what seemed to be a few minutes, he had changed the tyre on the car, and I was ready to go. It was then he asked me if I was hungry. I have to admit that I was kind of starving at the time. So, we ended up in a Kentucky Fried Chicken place around the corner from my London escorts boudoir. It would be true to say that ever since then, Nick and I have had a finger licking good time together. This guy is certainly not a frig, he is my man in shining armour.