  Oh, the requisite cynicism of a London prostitute! One day I'll hire her. What a great blog site! urlLink Belle de Jour About her job: I was looking forward to getting out in a large group. Work can be intense. It's like having a series of blind dates over and over again, struggling to keep your end of the arrangement effortless and light, all whilst knowing very little is going to come of it.
Draining. And while I enjoy hanging in cafes and coffee bars with a small group of friends, there is always the danger that by knowing too much about each other, all useful conversational skills will be lost. Only with people who've known you since puberty can you be entertained by "Remember the..." (vague hand gesture) "Yes, just like in the movie.
" "Oh god! And the arm thing B used to do! " (random Star Wars quote) (reference to mid 90s politics) (satisfied silence, or fits of inexplicable giggles for half an hour) __ I adore this woman. I'd spend plenty to experience it with her; and make a fabulous appearance in her website. If you're a perv like me, I want to hear it: (frickin' vanilla friends! do something outrageous once in a while! or at least entertain the want! ) What would her website look like if you were last night's client?
Shit, I think I may have to consider one day making a scholarship available to the best essay addressing that prompt. thinking back to the sublime comedy routine performed by Maria Bamford.... (paraphrasing) "I've never had sex for money... Ok, a basket of curly fries and a Bud, but not actual cash! " So much lost on the delivery. footnote: See Comedy Central for more... 
