7th January 2014
I met this girl in the pub the other night and despite the fact that she was drop dead gorgeous I just couldn't wait to escape from her company. Her name was Hermione and it was the first time I had seen her in my local pub. I say 'local pub' but to be honest it's become quite the trendy place to be seen recently, all the old world stuff being in at the moment. Anyway as she was new I hoped she would not be immune to all of my cheesy chat up lines that have been well used on the local girls! And when I put the effort in I can be quite charming. Just ask any of the sexy blonde escorts from Hertfordshire Escorts I have dated over the years, they will tell you the same.
So, I came on strong and initially I was quite chuffed with the progress being made. Hermione was quite posh and I found her overbite quite a turn on. Her long blonde hair cascaded over her delicate shoulders and I just loved the way that her short skirt rode up her legs when she sat on the bar stool revealing a delicious expanse of pale skinned thigh. When she smiled her cheeks dimpled and her eyes radiated with promise. I looked forward to getting her back to my place and in my shower. At least that was my fantasy.
But as it happens she was boring incarnate, far different to the exciting and fun loving girls I am used to from Hertfordshire Escorts. Her conversation was stilted and after an hour of chatting with her I still had no idea who she really was as a person. George Smiley couldn't have done a better job at disguising their real feelings!
First chance I got I made my excuses and left. Yes she was beautiful, yes she had a fantastic body but when you have been with a truly exciting woman such as a visiting escort you just can't go back to the banal!