Normally I go on holiday with the other girls from London escorts, but this year we did not seem to be able to co-ordinate our plans. It all went a little bit wrong. It was a shame but I saw it as a chance to do something that I had always wanted to do. Instead I booked a luxury Caribbean cruise and flew out to Barbados first class. It was my little treat to myself and it was an amazing experience. I also earned some serious points on my Avios card with BA which I had got from a BA captain I date at London escorts.
The flight was fine, and I really loved that champagne breakfast they serve in first class on BA. I was so exited the entire trip that I could not sleep. Unfortunately it was not my favorite BA captain at the controls, but it did not matter. I chatted happily to some of the other passengers at the bars, and enjoyed those inflight complimentary drinks. Half way through the flight, I was bitterly beginning to regret leaving my London escorts business card back home.
Once I arrived in Barbados, I quickly transferred to the luxury cruise liner. I am not sure if a girl from London escorts had set foot on board before, but it did not matter to me. I could only think about how I would enjoy my first class cabin, and all of those special spa treatments which were available on board. What I had not counted on was running into to Jerry who was one of the cruise lines top gigolos. As I stood on the top deck with a glass of champagne in my hand, this gift to woman kind was already eyeing me up as the ship slowly left port.
That night out dinner, I as shown to a large dining table with other diners. It did not worry me at all, and I thought that it felt a bit like being on a London escorts date. I soon clocked Jerry when I made my way to the table. He was in his late 50’s, good looking and it would appear that he was going to be hosting our table that evening. I guess I was the youngest person at the table, and he just “happened” to sit next to me. Together we hosted that table that evening even though I did notice his attempts to seduce me.
The next morning I bumped into him on the promenade deck. He was there asking a couple of ladies if they needed drinks. I am sure that they may not have seen through but he did really remind me of a guy who would have done well for a male London escorts service. I felt a bit bad about, but I did fancy a bit of romance, and I let him seduce me. Did I make it easy for him? I rather did, but it was fun and something to tell the girls at London escorts about when I finally got back home. Did I tell him I was an escort? No, I did not. Instead I told him I just inherited a lot of money and was spending it like it was going out of fashion. I am sure that he was hoping for a big tip, but to be honest, he was not that great in bed.