Indian Escort In Kentish Town - Escort Experience

I have been always attracted to beautiful Indian women. It started when I was at university when I met a beautiful lady. We clicked straight away but unfortunately our lives took different paths and certainly cultural reasons came into play. I was devastated and when I graduated I took a couple of years out to travel to clear my mind. When I got back a friend of mine from university had started a company and offered me a job. I was the best graphic designer about and it was a new exciting company. I nearly didn't finish my degree as I got sidetracked with the party lifestyle. However I knuckled down into my job. So I moved to Kentish Town and finally got used to living life back in North London. I pined over my lost love. I found out she was engaged and that made me feel depressed. I had kept the sketch book of drawings I did of her. Every now and again I would flick through my drawings, have a beer and think of what might of been. I tried speed dating, internet dating, but I was still pining away for my lost love. In my opinion speed dating is rubbish. Forget 20% of relationships start online. What about the 80% of weirdos who are one those websites. I was unlucky enough to meet 100% of them. However that is another story. Anyway the Christmas party was coming up and I felt a bit like the odd one out, as everybody had partners to attend with. It is no fun dancing by yourself. What to do? I was a handsome chap; quite bubbly personality, easy going and the rest. So why was I still single and not have anybody to take to the party?

So I decided that I was not going to go the the party alone. It would be something I would look back on and think, why did I go alone. As I am always on my computer now and again I would have a look at escort agencies. Each time I would grow in curiosity of what it would be like to go on a date with one. It had come to the stage where curiosity had certainly got the better of me. Why don't I just book an escort who can accompany me to the Christmas party? It would solve my problem of going alone. So I decided to get a 6 pack of beers and surf the internet for escort services. There are so many agencies in London, it was hard to choose from. Escorts who were porn stars; now that was certainly funny and intriguing at the same time. Then I found a website that specialised solely in Indian escorts. They all looked so beautiful. Some had picture dressed in traditional sarees. There was one lady, named Nimisha. She reminded me of my long lost love. I must have stared at that picture for a good couple of hours, reminiscing about days of old. I finally mustered the courage to ring the agency and enquire about her availability for the day of the party. They were really helpful and I asked if Nimisha could come dressed in a traditional saree, which was fine by them.

When we met up ( a couple of hours before the party) I was amazed. For a second she reminded my of my former love f my life. I came back to reality and we enjoyed a lovely meal at my favoutire local restaurant. We arrived at the party and everybody was shocked to see this beautiful woman I was with. I actually let my hair down a bit and enjoyed myself. I know nobody could ever replace the love of my life. However for a few hours that night I could somehow reconnect with a part I thought was lost with my escort from Kentish town.