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Just like any other relationship the right sex worker for one person, is not always the right sex worker for another. One thing you should not compromise on is that your escort should have all the qualities you need. In my experience the client usually knows the right escort when they meet them (just like when you find the right partner in life) and is going to be comfortable to go ahead with a booking. I have an affinity with my clients, they should feel comfortable, and feel that I understand what they want. You need to feel very confident that your escort will do the best job and you need to feel safe in their hands. Once you have that feeling, you will know you are in the right place with the right escort giving you the best possible experience, hopefully me. Whether it be a massage, blow job, a full sexual experience or even company, it has to feel right.

bigstockphoto_Lovely_Housewife_With_Scoop_1265970Everyone has a talent –  luckily I have a few.   Cooking up a storm is one of them.

Now, the term girlfriend experience (GFE) is bandied around the internet quite a bit.  In the sex industry it’s a very basic marketing term describing a certain presumed set of sexual  services.

Here’s the wikipedia definition:

“The “girlfriend experience” generally involves more personal interaction than a traditional call girl or escort offers. There is a focus on not just completing a sexual act, but also having more of an experience. Often sessions last longer and are “no rush,” which means the call girl spends the full advertised time rather than rushing out after a climax. Common activities usually offered by GFE escorts include kissing[2] and/or french kissingcuddling[2] and foreplay“.

Additional to the wiki concept, I like to think of a girlfriend experience as describing  a particular chemistry/energy that sets up a001 terrific sexual connection.  Basically my idea is to provide a wonderful environment and situation for my mate to just  feel comfortable and enjoy the unfolding  all round experience.

When I conjured up the idea of the perfect dinner date for my merry band of loyal followers I realised that I would have to raise the bar… so to speak.

I thought I would tell you about some of the great recipes I enjoy doing.

Entree:

It’s a celebration so lets start with a delicacy.

Now it’s important to balance your input against your output he-he 😉 So my inner therapist tries to accomodate that in the menu.  I head out to the local seafood distributor to bag the freshest wares.

Usually I source Sydney rock oysters served natural and sometimes kilpatrick.  As every one knows oysters are tremendous source of protein and trace minerals.  Unfortunately however, some people do have shellfish allergies so also on the menu is a homemade sweet pumpkin soup with a dollop of sour cream or for my lovely ethnic friends tasty Haloumi Cheese grilled.

Main:

003A personal favourite is the Greek dish, Passtissio which is a combination of lasagne baked macaroni topped with a special bechamel sauce.

For something more traditional in winter how about a good British meal ? Ye olde Shepherd Pie. Hearty, tasty and filling.

Another favourite pasta dish is Linguine with prawns. Delicious and nutritious and as they say in Italy, Belissimo.

All meals are served with a fresh garden salad.

Dessert:

My world famous (ok *sigh*, so you might have heard it here first) decadent toblerone Chocolate Mousse with a flake.

A very special treat is Crème Brulee.  Now, I do have so many ideas for having some fun with this sweet temptation with its light toffee coating and the soft, spreadable, creamy centre,  but I’ ll leave it to your imagination.

bigstockphoto_Dawn_3508669-2The early morning alarm rings to the motivational sounds of Beyonce. The Bootylicious one belts out an inspirational tune that encourages me to spring out of bed and welcome up the new day.

In keeping with a newly established ritual, I turn to my personal trainer (loosely speaking) Mr. Wii Fit. After an exhausting routine that would make Shannon (the hot guy from the Australian Biggest Loser) gasp, I hit the shower in high anticipation of the adventure that lies ahead.

Finishing a healthy breakfast, I rush out the door and jump into my trusty Japanese buggy. I’m on a mission and time is ticking as I head off to my favorite place in the entire world…the hairdresser.

With the help of some 1980’s party mix blaring in the car, I struggle through the traffic. I never fail to entertain bemused pedestrians stalled at traffic lights/school crossings, with my impressive repertoire of head-banging cum air- guitar and accompanying caterwauling vocalizations.

Clearly a class act!

Arriving at the shop of aesthetic improvements, my talons and tresses are tended too. A particular highlight for me is the massage on my highly responsive cranium, ahhh! Guess we all like head jobs. 🙂

It seems important to be well maintained as I embark on creating the alter ego of “Karen Thompson “.

Heading back to KTE (Karen Thompson Enterprises) headquarters, I have a busy day of administration ahead but do take the time to confirm my evening booking. It’s one of my favorite outings “the dinner date”. This has been one of my most popular introductory services. The idea of a romantic dinner followed up by a premium quality indulgence seems to be a hit.

I guess there’s something about a genuine girlfriend experience that flips the right switches.

As the time of the date draws closer I start major preparations.

Now Rome wasn’t built in a day and Karen was created some time last century so some well paced and skillful makeup application is pretty important.

Some playful thoughts cross my mind as I slide my curvy, perfumed body into a slinky low cut number.

Time to go and my driver arrives who whisks me away in his chariot (actually it’s a Holden Statesman – pffft but don’t tell anyone).

We arrive at our destination “The Intercontinental Hotel” and with a quick sms to my client I am directed to the cosy restaurant of “Café Opera” for a delicious meal, glass of wine and some engaging conversation.

As we complete our meal the question of dessert becomes important. I suggest with a wink to my client a personally guided tour of his hotel room. He is pretty quick on the uptake and I find myself being eagerly guided up the lift several floors to a lovely suite.

Now the fact that I’m a lady prevents me from divulging what transpired over the wonderfully intimate time shared together but lets just say it was a three hat GFE.

With a farewell kiss on the lips and a smile on his face, I disappear into the darkness of the night to be transformed back once again to mild mannered Ms Average from the suburbs.