hey everyone my name is Laurence hilton and i’m 19 years old. I live in the centre of London by myself in a block of nice flats. By day i attend college and act like a normal younge adult my age but by night I escort rich Clients around London. I’m a Blond haired, Caucasian kinda guy with a swimmers body. A lot of guys show intrest in me at college but a boyfirend in my line of work isnt a wise move to make.

so… It was a usal Tuesday at College doing my performing arts work when my red Blackberry started ringing i left the classroom to answer it (knowing fine well it was going to be a client) “hello Laurence Hilton” the client said “i’d like to hire you for the weekend if your available?” “I am ‘available this weekend” “fantastic, I’m staying at The Savoy Hotel shall we say 6 o’clock Saturday” “whats your name and room number?” “Keith and room 79” “for a weekend hire starting at 6 at night until 11 o’clock Sunday night will cost you £1500” “I know I check your profile” so I ended the call and went back into my lesson like nothing had happened. Lunch time came and I now needed to get a new suit for my new client. At the shop i usually get my suits from I was welcomed by the staff and got a new suit cost about £300.

After the college week was done it was soon time for me to meet the client.