22 Burlington

Dollymop, coquette, street cleaner, fille de joie, tart, tartin, trollop, harlot, ho, whore, hooker, hustler, strumpet, doxy, moll. Mistress, escort, companion, courtesan, concubine…there are more words for Ladies of Pleasure in the English (and French!) language than the Inuits (allegedly) have for ice. If I had made myself, in a more respectable feminine occupation - say, as a primary school teacher - I would not have such an eclectic array of semantics from which to turn to to describe myself. And I fancy myself a bit of word lover, so respectability be damned.

Is there any meaning to all this wordy obsession with prostitutes? Not just the words, I have a growing collection of the memoirs of the fine craft of harlotry. Well its sex, and money, things for which we are typically fascinated. And here I find myself at the intersection of both. And, if you book me, so too will you. Won’t that be fun?

I sound like a bit of talker don’t I? I can honestly say I am a better listener, and curious with it too, if you need someone to spill the details of your day at, who endow me with the highs and lows of your latest adventure. But equally I can be in sensual silence with you, exciting stranger. Honestly, one minute you are an efficient digital communication, and the next we are twisted up in my sheets for an hour, two, three, of a rainy afternoon or a hot night.

What are you into? A brief, sexy morning tumble? I lazy, long dinner and then a bottle of wine at mine? Slow and steady wins the race, or a bit of steamy, back slapping passion? Monotony is the enemy of creativity and so I am always happy to mix it up.

So, do you want to make an new acquaintance in Leeds (or my tour locations, London, Cambridge, Cardiff and others), have a brief liaison, or in the immortal words of old Lou, take a walk on the wild side, introduce yourself. I look forward to it!

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