By and by, I like my occupation, and that cruel two bit bastard effectively occupied me a flight and a lodging room. I cleared out my exhausting wife and kids at home with a kiss on the face and took a taxi to the air terminal. After a long flight and a considerably more baggage recovery horse crap, I at long last made a stride out of Heathrow, think of it as a win.
I’m no stranger to London and I knew exactly what would brighten up my day, I phoned the concierge immediately and ordered him to gather up some bitches and send them to my hotel room, I mention I’m a regular at London Escorts. The girls arrived shortly, and as usual, the business trip ended up well, thanks to them.