Before We Meet: The part you don’t see.

Notes from a London independent escort on how I prepare, and why it matters.

There is a particular feeling that comes just before I meet someone. A shift. Not nerves exactly, more like focus. The thrill of knowing something private is about to begin, a secret tucked inside the evening.

With new clients there is a little more to consider. If it is dinner and the choice is mine, I will book somewhere that feels right, not just for the food but for the mood. Ambience matters; I want us to be able to hear each other, not shout over clattering cutlery. If the restaurant is lively, I might suggest a drink nearby first. It creates a pause, a moment to land, so nothing feels hurried. With someone familiar, the mood changes. Lighter, easier, as if the rhythm is already waiting for us. Most of my longstanding clients live overseas, so those reunions feel like seeing an old friend, only with a spark that keeps it deliciously charged.

I like shorter encounters, but I love longer dates. A dinner that spills into the night, time for conversation, anticipation, atmosphere. These are my favourites. Even with two-hour bookings, I will suggest a drink first; it gives us space to ease in, to make things feel human rather than mechanical. A little social time is important to me. It is not about formality but about letting us see each other clearly before anything else unfolds.

How I prepare depends on what we have planned. Coffee dates ask one thing; overnights another. Multi-day trips only ever happen when there is already resonance, and only when they fit around my life beyond this. I do not overbook myself. I would rather arrive present than depleted. That said, I love when there is space to stretch into things. Time to wake up together, to talk late into the night, to soften the edges of the day. If your life moves fast, I want ours to feel like a pause, not another demand.

Getting ready becomes its own ritual. A long shower to rinse away the day. Shea butter worked into warm skin. A veil of perfume, lately Diptyque’s Orphéon, musky and warm, though I can always go without if that is your preference. My hair is long and thick; it resists taming, so I let it fall as it likes, brushing it slowly, adding a little oil so it carries a soft trace of scent.

Lingerie depends on mood. If you have hinted at preferences, I will follow them; if not, I trust instinct. Bordelle when I want to feel taut and assured. Tatu Couture for romantic evenings. Maison Close when I am playful. Sometimes I forgo lingerie under my dress, especially in summer, but I will always bring a favourite set tucked away. Clothes are chosen for how they feel as much as how they look. Silk that skims, knits that soften, tailoring that holds. I want to be comfortable, striking, tactile: the way I would dress for a date I am genuinely excited about, because ideally, I am.

Before we meet, I will confirm time and place, and tell you what I will be wearing. I will ask how you are feeling too, not out of formality but because it tells me how best to approach those first moments. If I am a little unsure myself, I will say so. Usually that honesty gets mirrored back, and it melts away nerves far better than pretending at certainty.

I carry small things with me: a speaker and playlists, massage oil, perhaps a toy or two depending on what we have discussed. Not props, just possibilities. Discretion is a given. I live privately, and I assume you do too.

This work, for me, is not about staging a show. It is about presence. Letting someone in. It is not about impressing you with a performance of who I think you want me to be. I would rather you meet me as I am, relaxed, attentive, grounded. And if you bring your best self too, that is when things become interesting.

Whether brief or lingering, I want our time to feel natural. Not transactional, but memorable in that quiet, lasting way. I prepare so that when I arrive, I am present, comfortable, open. The best moments are when it stops feeling like a booking and starts to feel like a proper encounter between two people. That is the part I love most.

 
 
 
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