I have always been very concerned about dating celebrities at London escorts. You may think that many of the gorgeous girls you see celebs out with at premiers and shows, are genuine girlfriends. I hate to steal your thunder, but many of these girls are indeed London escorts. Some celebs maybe do have a lot of girls standing by, but the vast majority of perhaps lower status celebs, would need to call a London escorts service to find a sexy girl to take to a premier. This is certainly true when the celeb is gay, but do not want to let on.
That is how I ended up in trouble. Up until then, I was not too concerned about dating celebs, and I had a steady celeb following at London escorts. Most of them were gay celebs who did not want to let on to the general public that they were gay, as they were often cast as tough guys. Believe it or not, many of the British tough guys are indeed gay, and they worry like mad that their secret is going to come out. Seeking out London escorts is what many of them do as they can always say that they have split up with that girlfriend.
Anyway, to cut a long story short, I ended up going out with one of these gay celebs on London escorts dates on a pretty regular basis. He was a really nice guy, and we got on well. I did not that he was a bit of a naughty boy, and he was not shy in telling me about some of the homosexual threesomes, he enjoyed engaging in. As it did not affect me at London escorts, I did not worry about it too much, and basically thought that life is too short to worry about stuff like that.
I did have one thing in common with my London escorts gay celeb. We both loved going to sex parties, and often talked about different sex party groups which met all over London. I liked the mix parties where both gays and straights could hook up with each other, and I often told him about events coming up. My love for sex parties had nothing to do with London escorts, it was just something that I enjoyed doing in my private life, but I did talk about them to my dates at the London escorts service I worked for. I loved to talk about my fetish and BDSM arousal love.
The better parties all had different rooms where you could enjoy yourself. For instance, you would find a room for gays, and BDSM at a lot of the classier parties. It was at one of these parties where I bumped into my celeb friend. He had turned up with his “two boys” as he liked to call them, and it was obvious that were up for a fun night. I was with one of the other girls from the London escorts service that I worked for, and we all had a chat before going our separate ways. Playfully, my celeb grabbed my bare bottom, gave it a squeeze and so did his “two boys” Cameras are strictly not allowed at these parties, but at this party, someone had sneaked in a camera. To my shock and horror, I became the main focus of campaign to trap mu celeb. The next day, a photo of me, with my bare bottom in chaps, surrounded by three men in extreme fetish gear, appeared in a sleazy daily paper. That was not only the end of my London escorts career, but I felt that it ruined the rest of my life. A good enough reason to change your hair color and find yourself a rich Sugar Daddy abroad.