At the end of every month, I like to take a couple of days off from London escorts and just let me hair down. Sometimes I go away for for a few days, and at other times I just like to have some time off to go clubbing. I love dancing and find it to be a very liberating experience. Going clubbing is a big thing in London, and I am not the only girl from our charlotte London escorts service who is really into clubbing. A couple of the other girls do it as well, and we do try to go together. After all, there is safety in numbers,
fI cannot really say that I go to clubs to pull sexy guys, but many of the girls that I work with at London escorts like to pull guys in clubs. The main result is often one night stands, but I do know that a couple of my London escorts friends have been dating guys that they have met in clubs. Up until recently, I had never really met a guy that I fancied in a club, and to be fair, I wish that I never had.
The problem with clubs is that you can never hear really well. I have a couple of rules that I have always lived by, and one of them has been to not give my phone number to a guy in a club. Most of the girls that I work with at London escorts are happy to do so, but it has always worried me. I stuck to this rule strictly until I met Joe. He was just so sexy that all of the rules went out of the window and I became just as bad as my charlotte London escorts. Little did I know that Joe was going to become my Nemesis.
Joe was quick to call me. I had just finished my charlotte London escorts night shift when he called me a couple of days later. He was really push and said that he wanted to see me as soon as possible. This mini alarm bell rang in my head, but the devil on my shoulder said it was okay to hook up with this sexy guy again. The following night we went out for a drink and continued to see each other for about a month until Joe freaked me out by driving his car like a maniac through the streets of London.
I thought that I would not see Joe again after we had a flaming row after the driving event, but I started to see Joe more than ever. As a matter of fact, Joe turned out to be my stalker and turned up everywhere in my life. He even threatened to hurt me. It was not until one of my London escorts gents spotted him one night, and put the matter to an end. As an ex boxer, he gave Joe what he called a good reminder how to treat ladies. I did not really approve, but after that night, I never saw Joe again. Do I go clubbing? Yes, I do, but I keep my phone number to myself.