Thursday, November 01, 2007
Too close for comfort part 2
I met a new client on Monday, and had another too close for comfort experience.
We talked a lot, and he mentioned where he worked, and who he worked for. As he told me about his job, I realised I knew his boss very well. I know his boss from my day job, and my heart started beating like hell. I do not think that he picked up that I was uncomfortable, and I hope I gave nothing away. He asked me about my day job, and I gave him a cover story. Those of you who know me, know that I do not like my two worlds to collide.
The plan now, is to be careful around his boss, and to avoid as many meetings as possible, as I do not want to bump into this client. I will not see this client again either, as it is too risky.
I met two of my cousins last week, who I had not seen in over fifteen years. We laughed about how we would have walked past each other on the street, not knowing that we were related. For a moment, I thought if either of them had called me up for a booking, I would not know they were family. The thought of it, makes me ill.
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It is so difficult - and now happened twice to you. What a shock.
I used to see an escort regularly. The first time I met her I discovered that she used to work for the same organisation as I did. She has been exposed by the press so her ex-colleagues all knew what she did.
It was only later that I discovered she was still close friends with a couple of work colleagues who would have known me.
I don't think she told them ...
B xx
I used to see an escort regularly. The first time I met her I discovered that she used to work for the same organisation as I did. She has been exposed by the press so her ex-colleagues all knew what she did.
It was only later that I discovered she was still close friends with a couple of work colleagues who would have known me.
I don't think she told them ...
B xx
Beau,
Thank you for your comments. It is difficult, as you never know who you are going to meet. I think that we need to be careful about the type of information we share with the people we meet.
Thank you for your comments. It is difficult, as you never know who you are going to meet. I think that we need to be careful about the type of information we share with the people we meet.
Nia,
I once saw an American guy on an out call in a Leeds hotel. To cut a long story short, he was English, over here to sort out his father's estate and had emigrated to America 12 years earlier. He had an American accent and although he used his correct surname he used another Christian name.
He was one of my brother's best friends. He was also married with children.
Nightmare scenario.
We agreed to keep shtum for all of our sakes.
He was a bloody good fuck though :(
I once saw an American guy on an out call in a Leeds hotel. To cut a long story short, he was English, over here to sort out his father's estate and had emigrated to America 12 years earlier. He had an American accent and although he used his correct surname he used another Christian name.
He was one of my brother's best friends. He was also married with children.
Nightmare scenario.
We agreed to keep shtum for all of our sakes.
He was a bloody good fuck though :(
The escort I mentioned above also told me of the time her best friend's boyfriend turned up as a client. He got short shrift from her.
I find it hard to believe he didn't at least guess who it was from her photographs.
B xx
I find it hard to believe he didn't at least guess who it was from her photographs.
B xx
An escort that I used to see regularly once received a request for an appointment from her cousin. Fortunately he e-mailed her using an account with his full-name, so she was able to turn him down with him non the wiser. She doesn't show her face in any of her ads, so the cousin has never been able to recognize her from her pictures.
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