5 pm is the moment where I feel a mixture of joy and sadness everyday. This is the moment when I finished working most of the time—of course there may be overtime working, but Britain is a place where labor laws are in favour of the workers, so that does not happen too often.
But while the labor law is in my favour, girls are not favouring me, at least until I get into contact with escorts in London.
For many young men like me, girls are a paradox. On one hand, you really need them, and I guess it is a very normal biological thing. You just want someone that is pretty and nice and fall in love with her—maybe have some romantic dinners, and have a silent walk along the beach, and or watch a thriller movie and others. Of course if things went well maybe you get live together, and finally enter marriage and have children—I believe that this is the dreams of many of us, and I am not a different species from that.
But on the other hand, the difficulties of successfully getting a girl that loves you can just be practically zero for most of us. After all, love and relationship is reciprocal—it is easy for me to love someone, but I will be another story for me to ask someone to love me. At first I did try to impress the ladies that I fancy and I dream to spend time with, but all I got is sadly, refusal. For the first few times, the motto of never give up’ and failure is the mother of success’ do seems persuasive, but it will not last long if you fail for like dozens of times. So slowly I become hopeless in getting a girl to be with me. This can have some adverse effects on my personality. I become less and less talkative and more and more excluded from the society. The lack of love and support also make me feel more and more lonely depressed.
What is more troubled is the stress from work. The economy these years are not good, and not optimistic at all. There are widespread fear of being laid off across the whole industry, and therefore I really need to strive my best to obtain the performance and statistics that impress my boss,
and thus prove my value of remaining in the company. Therefore, all these are just driving me crazy. But when the God is tormenting you, it is only because he is testing you, and he will compensate you with a gift. For me, this gift is the London escorts that I get. I myself love black girls—well, it is nothing related to race, but I just feel like the personality of black girls suit me more, and they are unique in our society. One day when I go back home from work like a zombie, I find out something about black escorts on the web. This time, courage takes over fear for failure, and I call them, and I think I have made the most important decision in my life—and the most correct one. The black escorts in London is not only pretty, they also have the best personality I have even met. I have never met a girl that is willing to eat normal food with you—ordinary girls often require their pursuer to show their wealth and class by taking them to eat fancy food, which I just cannot afford with my tiny wages. What is more, I really love her smile. I have heard of a saying that happiness and joy is just like a virus—but a good form of them of course, and it can spread to others. So, when my beautiful black escort mercedes is in front of me is smiling, I myself feel much better too—and frankly I did not even remember what is the last time I really feel happy.
At the same time, she is wiling to listen to everything I say, even though I myself am sure that they are boring—yes, I am not a person who is good at knowing what girls may find interested in. So, considering my personality, a girl that is willing to find whatever a guy say interesting is the best for me, right? It is actually easy to see whether or not a person is truly paying attention to you when you are talking—this is what I learnt from my work. All you need to do is to look into their eyes to see if they are really listening. I am just so happy to announce that yes, she is always
listening to me. What I feel is that finally there is someone who is willing to spend time listening to my trash talk, and she does not find it to be trash talk at all! She listens, she replies and sometimes she laughs. I feel that I am being paid attention to, which is a feeling that I have not been having since long ago.
Maybe this is the reason why I fall in love with her—she is the one who really offers her heart to me. Now, I have become one of her regular client and we spend so much time together several times a week. I just feel like I am having less stress, and it is an interesting feeling—as if the world is suddenly resume of having colors. I am walking more like a human than a robot to work and from work now, especially on those nights that I know my escort is waiting for me in my home.
What I want to reiterate is that it is always easy to give up on hope to find yourself the perfect girl, but it will be ridiculous to do so if the method of finding one is just in front of you: Escorts in London. They can teach you what it feels like to be loved, and they will occupy your heart, like what I did,