My Cruise Ship Gigolo
About six months back, I was sitting in a coffee shop in West Midland minding my own business. It was a horrible gray day, and I was glad that I had a day off from pretty West Midland escorts. To be honest, I was not in the mood to be cheerful at all, and I just wanted to pick up a couple of magazines and perhaps a new book, and go home. It was not going to be my fate that Saturday. What I did not know was that I was going to meet a guy called Steven who would come to be the love of my life.
Steven was sitting at his own table in the coffee shop, and he was eyeing me up as he would tell me later. He was trying to figure out what I did for a living, and why a pretty girl like me was sitting in a West Midland coffee shop on her own. After a little while, he decided to come up and chat to me. I am used to speaking to all men thanks to my experience at West Midland escorts. However, it was soon apparent that this Steven was used to speaking to women as well.
There is no way that I can say that Steven is a spring chicken. He is in his middle 50’s but you would never have thought so. That first day was amazing, and when he appeared at my table, I almost spilled my entire life story and not telling him about West Midland escorts was difficult. When he told me that he was a cruise ship gigolo, I had to laugh. I could not believe that someone would get paid for dancing and looking after ladies on board a cruise ship.
What made me fall for Steven? Unlike so many of the gents I dated at West Midland escorts he had a lot of that old fashion charm about him. He was just so easy to talk to. I would say that the majority of gents I dated at West Midland escorts came across as oily and perhaps about too sleek, but he was different. When I finally told him about working for an escort agency in West Midland, he did not make a big deal out of it.
I loved hearing about his job, and that first day, we spent about three hours in that coffee shop. It felt like we belonged together, and I also loved hearing his stories. He told me what it was like to be gigolo on board a cruise ship. Apparently it was rather a good life. He got his cabin paid for him, free drinks and food. On top of that, he was paid $50 per day. It is all money in your pocket as you get tips as well. Being away from the UK and seeing different places was part of the perk. But when Steven is home with me, he is only mine. We have future plans, and I hoping to be able to join him on board some time next year.