I took a phone call last night around 10.15, thinking it might be an enquiry for later on in the week.  It was a request for an outcall to Enfield there and then. Although I was polite I was firm in telling the gent that, for a few reasons, there was no way I’d come out to visit at that time of night.

First of all the short notice. I mean c’mon gents, I know it’s the libido talking so I reckon you don’t have a clear head when calling but, how do you think it’s possible that I’m able to get from Croydon in South London, to Enfield in North London(ish) in an hour. What is it? Do guys think that we’re here, all ready and tarted and able to leap into the tartmobile at the drop of a hat?

Secondly, for my safety alone, there’s no way that I’d see a new customer at that time of night at his place of residence, even if he had made the booking further in advance. I’m afraid, for independents like me, those days have long gone, not that I ever kept those hours in the first place. I’m not saying that we all work the same hours. Just like other jobs we do keep different hours. But this can be a vulnerable occupation with ladies putting themselves in such a position. And it’s up to us as indies to make our job less vulnerable. You’ll find less of us willing to come to your residence, especially if it’s a new client. Remember Stephen Wright and the Ipswich murders from a couple of years ago?

If you work for an agency, then it’s different. You have their protection, plus sometimes they employ a  driver that takes you to a booking. As an indie, you’re more or less on your own, unless you employ your own driver. But a lot of us do work on our own, and the only security we have is our security buddy that we leave our whereabouts with until they hear from us that we’re back home safely. But again, we all keep different hours so we’re not always up at the same time. A hotel visit is one thing. It’s a big anonymous place with lots of people about so we feel an element of safety. But think about it, if you were me, would you go visiting a stranger’s house at 11-12pm at the drop of a hat? I know we used to be called “ladies of the night”. Think of us more now as “ladies of the early evening”.

So, to the person that called last night asking for the outcall to Enfield, accept my apologies if I sounded a little harsh. But in my defence it does state on my website my location and also that I do require notice. So it is kind of obvious that you didn’t take the time to read my site. I do try and be as flexible as I can, as I understand and appreciate that the old urge can strike at any moment. And I’d be more than happy to tend to that urge.  But I also ask that gentlemen do take time to read my site before picking up the phone. And also think to yourself if an independent escort can really be ready to come and see you so late in the evening at such short notice.

If you want me at my best, give me some notice and make it a more sociable hour please. There’s nothing worse than having me turn up at your door with my pajama top still sticking out the top of my push-up bra. Or mistaking my old bedroom socks for my stockings, and wondering why the hell I couldn’t get them attached to my suspenders.

Not unless of course, that’s your thing,lol.