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Exposed! European Escorts Tell All

Posted on February 19, 2017 by admin under Eurocourtesans News, Uncategorized

It’s not often that one gets a glimpse into the world of high-class escorts unless you’ve had the privilege to spend time with one. And even then it’s not always that they’ll open up about their lives, who they are, and what exactly it is that they do. Many escorts prefer to keep their business lives private, for their own sake as well as their clients’, but we’ve got an exclusive glimpse into the lives of two European escorts who were willing to open up about almost everything.

Katya and Bridget (names have been changed for privacy purposes) are two European escorts who work with some of the most high-profile clients in Europe and around the world. From royalty to the upper echelon of the business and finance worlds, these two women have seen, heard, and done things the rest of us might not even believe and they’ve shared their stories in their own words.

I grew up in Notting Hill, one of the best neighborhoods in London. My father was a diplomat, which could have meant anything but as a girl I thought he must be one of the most powerful men in the world. He was always traveling to far-off countries and he’d bring me trinkets from Thailand, China, Argentina, places like that. It wasn’t until I was older that I realized my father might not have been exactly who he seemed.

My parents always held lavish parties to host my father’s business associates and I was usually banished to my room. Then one night not long after my 18th birthday my parents asked me to stay for one of the parties. I was thrilled. I spent hours on my hair and makeup and when I came down the stairs all eyes were on me. I was drunk on that power before I even had my first sip of champagne.

One of my father’s colleagues, a very dangerous and sexy looking Colombian man, cornered me in the hallway and kissed me, hard. We slipped into the bathroom and before I knew it I was so turned on that we ended up having sex. When he finished he gave me an awkward hug and left 300 pounds on the counter. I was speechless.
He had no idea who I was.

It was then that I realized that I liked this. During university I worked part time for a high-class escort agency in London and even though I graduated with a very marketable degree, I still work for them. I choose my own hours, who I work with, and where. Tomorrow night I’m flying to Bahrain to meet with someone very important. His name? Obviously I can’t tell you that.

I was born and raised in Ukraine and I was fortunate enough to have parents with good jobs so they could send me to school where I learned English. Ukraine hasn’t always been a nice place to live and I know I’m more fortunate than most. I was fluent in English by the time I was in university and one day a woman approached me on the street and asked if I were interested in a job in London. She took me out for coffee and explained everything. She held nothing back. She said, “You’re beautiful, you’re smart, you speak English, my clients love European escorts that look like you.”

I told her I was willing to give it a try for one month but with no guarantees and she agreed. I told my parents I was going to visit a friend in London for a while but I saw my first client the day after I landed. He was handsome, an American businessman of some sort, who was fascinated with my accent and, well, pretty much everything else about me. I made more money in those two hours than I think my parents do in two days. I flew back to Ukraine to close up my apartment and collect some things, and to tell my parents goodbye. They think I work in finance.

Since a lot of my clients are from the upper crust of the finance world I guess they’re not totally wrong.

So what do you think? Is this what you thought the lives of high-class escorts would be like? Maybe you’ll just have to find your own Bridget or Katya and find out for yourself.

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