When one of my regular clients said he was going to spoil me rotten for the evening, I couldn’t possibly say no.

A lot of my friends ask me what the best thing about working as an escort is. It’s the jet-set lifestyle, surely, they’ll say. Or the excitement of meeting men from all walks of life. While those are great, there’s actually something else that really makes my job special. It’s the way my clients treat me – like a princess, to be precise. Whether they’re busy London businessmen or wealthy foreign visitors to the capital, all of my clients take the time to make me feel like a million dollars. My latest one was no exception, so let me tell you a little about our date…

As my regular clients know, I’m an in-demand fashion model as well as an escort. So I’m always on the go, often heading straight to a date clad in some sexy designer outfits I’ve just modelled on a shoot. Needless to say, I appreciate a man who takes the time to spoil me and help me to relax. Paolo was just one of those guys. A hunky Italian who’s based in the West End, he just loves our dates together and is always the perfect gentleman. From dinners in Michelin-starred restaurants to weekends at gorgeous country retreats, he really does treat me well. So when he called to arrange a date, I knew I was in for a great night.

Paolo had recently been extremely busy at work, and just wanted to spend the night in a five-star hotel room and totally unwind. I was going to be flying back from Paris the day before, and it sounded like heaven. While I was in the French capital, I made sure to treat myself (and Paolo!) to a sexy new outfit. I had been modelling for a famous French brand, so I picked one of their little black dresses and a slinky lace number to wear underneath. When I was flying back to London, I just couldn’t wait to spend the night in Paolo’s arms.

Well, my date for the night really did outdo himself. He booked a suite at one of the top hotels in London, and I arrived to find him with a bottle of champagne on ice, room service and a bubble bath ready for us to jump straight into. Paolo took my hands in his and kissed me deeply. I could tell that the night was going to be truly unforgettable. I stripped off and climbed into the bath, beckoning for Paolo to join me. While what happened in the bathroom will stay there, just know that we were in the tub long after the water had gone cold!

We enjoyed some champagne and room service, and Paolo showered me with compliments all evening. He did ask me to model my Paris purchases, and well, who was I to deny him? After all, half the fun of putting clothes on is taking them off again, and I knew by the hunger in Paolo’s eyes that would happen sooner rather than later. I just couldn’t wait to satisfy him in the way he was going to do so for me. He booked a model – and I got a model gentlemen in return. What a perfect evening!