There are some wonderful times working as an private escort that I’ve been discovering. I’ve had some amazing experiences working as an escort, but recently I found myself in a hotel room that was on another level. One of those large hotel rooms on the top floors that are meant for kings, presidents and those with private jets (which is how he arrived given that few airlines that are flying in to Israel these days.

The place was almost as large as my apartment, but unlike my cluttered place this was clean, modern, with huge windows. I felt like a queen. Even though we originally agreed upon an hour as he had work to do, he offered me to stay longer as he enjoyed my company, even if I wasn’t really doing anything for him for the additional time.

Apparently there are perks to being very rich…(besides being able to invite me, for a multiple hours).