A perfect gentleman

Just before Christmas there, I had one of my best clients ever. Why was he such a delight? It was not because he took me to a fabulous restaurant, showered me with jewellery, or even bought me my favourite lingerie. Instead, it was because of the gentlemanly respect he showed me all night.

Of course, other clients treat me as an escort in London very preciously, but this man was the sweetest ever. He struck a nice balance, too. He was not too protective by wrapping me up in kid gloves as if I was his daughter. Yet, he did all those old-fashioned gentlemanly things like holding the car door open for me, walking outside the pavement, and pulling my seat out before I sat down – the sort of things that make you feel unique and ladylike but without feeling too pandered to and oppressed. And no, he was not sexist in the least, either.

It got me thinking about manners and how often we see them. As an elite agency escort, I treat all my clients with respect and genuine interest. I could not be an escort if I didn’t. This job is about seeing human nature in all its shapes and forms and respecting whatever form it’s in.

Most of my clients will treat me well, but there is always the odd one now and again who pushes things just a bit too far and seems to think he has some sort of right over me. That is when things get uncomfortable for me. Luckily, when I let them know this, they stopped and seemed genuinely surprised, as they did not realise the effect their actions were having.

As a top escort, I usually control the situation, and many clients prefer that. At other times, though, they like to take the lead and decide where we are going and how the evening should be spent. None of them would insist on a venue or an activity I did not enjoy, though, and likewise. This is just as well because trudging around a golf course in the pouring rain is my idea of hell, while I am sure they would hate to sit in a beauty parlour and get their cuticles pushed back every week…