Everyone knows that by night or evening I am a high class London escort, but few know that by day I am a very artsy person. Although to be honest, is there any wonder that I am both an escort and an artist? There’s art in seduction and human relationships, art in dealing with your clients and making them feel good – it’s like painting a picture, but with gestures and words and subtle social interactions. So gents, be aware that all London escorts are artists at what they are doing, else they would’ve long run out of wonderful men to hang out with.
Since my clients gave me the possibility to pursue my artistry in my free time, I decided that perhaps it’s time I share a bit of that world with them, give them a view of the artistic side of London and its mish mash of styles.
My next client is going to be a professional artist operating in the game dev world, from what I’ve been told, so my decision came at a perfect time. I am already imagining how I will spend the day with him…
It will probably start with me finishing a painting in my studio. I like painting naked with just a pair of boxer briefs on, because it’s easier to clean off the paint smears from skin rather than from clothes. The warm weather also makes it perfect to do this because it’s a warmer period than usual for this time of the year. So, I will have to clean off all of the paint from my bosom and thighs, gently rubbing with some water and a cloth. Then, of course, dress like any high class escort should: classy as all hell and appropriate to the occasion. Since this is an artsy day, I will dress myself up with my designer lingerie (lacy underwear is also art!) and then a nice flowy dress to showcase my ample cleavage and long legs.
Then picking up my client from his hotel – I dislike making them meet me somewhere, there can always be confusion or they can get lost if they’re foreigners. Do you know how hard it is to find a distressed person who is wandering aimlessly around the city when you’re wearing heels? I don’t wish you to.
Anyway, the first event I want to take him to is an art show about Matisse at the Tate Modern, called The Cutouts. I think it’s going to be a nice mish mash of art and inspiration. When Matisse got too sick to paint, he turned to scissors, glue, and paper, and he created iconic pieces that became some of his most known. The exposition has over 120 pieces, so I’m sure my client will have to get inspiration from at least one or two. And heck, the juxtaposition of a beautiful woman against beautiful artwork should be enough to get anyone going, right? Either lying around half naked in the studio or strutting confidently through the halls of the Tate, as a London escort I learned how to make my clients think my every movement is a fine piece of artistry.
The second event I want to take him to is a graphic festival which is held at Somerset House. It’s at its fifth edition, and I’ve gone to every single one because it has a very lax atmosphere. It’s somehow the perfect blend of things done for professional artists, and things done for the visitors, and I’m sure my client will not only enjoy the art and me, but also the workshops and activities that are going to be there. Doesn’t that sound amazing? Not only will my client bask in awesome artwork by both established and emerging talent, but he’ll also be able to do it my way and mingle with these fellows.
These two things I’ve thought about especially to give him a real taste of the artsy fartsy side of London – my favourite part of London, if you haven’t noticed so far.
Anyway, I know that too much art can cause an override of inspiration, and I don’t want my client to drop dead from my art tour and my sexiness. I’m not that evil, I’m just deliciously so – enough to tire my client out and make him love the city, but not that much to knock him out. Art mental jogs are nice, but let’s not extend those to marathons while on the job, eh?
We’ll go eat at a pub, get some minced meat pies, a pint or two, chit chat, and relax, you know, the works. Having a nice meal together is my prerequisite for any day I spend with my client. The intimacy food brings to the table is unparalleled. Once you lick the salt from chips off your fingers and help your client clean himself up too, then nothing is too crazy to do afterwards. There’s just a certain bond that comes with eating together, I can’t really explain it.
The last event I want to take him to is a nice butterfly show at the Natural History Museum. Everyone loves butterflies, right? The guys at the museum will bring butterflies from all over the world and I’m sure my client will love them. After all, I have to convince him I’m not the only exotic thing in London, right?
In the end, I will lead him to his hotel, or maybe to my studio – paint him like one of my French girls. Or perhaps, let him have a try at some oils and canvasses? We’ll see.