It was Saturday morning, and to spend some time with my boyfriend, I normally have the weekend off from West London escorts. I have never thought it would be really fair that I work both during the week and weekend at West London escorts.
If I did that, we would never have any time together at all. However, there was something different about this Saturday morning. Normally we would normally wake up and make love kind of lazy, but this Saturday morning my boyfriend did not want to know at all. He was in a weird mood, and did not even want to do anything special. Most of the time we make some plans while in bed on Saturday but this Saturday I may as well have planned to go into West London escorts from https://charlotteaction.org/west-london-escorts/. He seemed to have no interest in me at all, and I felt that something was going wrong. Perhaps I would be the next girl at our West London escorts to end up in tears. I got up and made some breakfast, and it was clear that something was on my boyfriend’s mind.
He started to talk about my work at West London escorts, and the fact that he did not feel that it was “in line” with his lifestyle. He wanted to have a girlfriend who he could take home to his mum and apparently I was not the right girl. What if I mentioned something about West London escorts or figured out that I worked for a West London escorts service? Okay, I was a bit taken back when he first started going on about his mum. He had never struck me as a mummy’s boy, but maybe I had been wrong all of this time. But then again, he could just be making an excuse to get out of the relationship with me, and move on with what he called an “ordinary” girl. I did know that this was the first time he had dated a girl who worked for a West London escorts service.
Perhaps it was all a little bit too much for him. I thought he was going to be different, but it turned out that he was very much like other guys I had been going out with during my West London escorts career. I would have been happy to give him the benefit of a doubt until he told me that he missed his mates. That told me he was just really looking for a booty call and not so interested in having a regular girlfriend at all. I have never stopped him from seeing his mates, but I knew that he was worried that they were going to recognize me from West London escorts. After all, when you work for West London escorts, you run the risk of running into someone you know, and I guess that was he worried about me when he took me out. Oh well, I guess that we are past tense after all.