Pleased to Make Your Acquaintance

Judging from the formality of this blog post, one might think I'm taking a correspondence course from Oxford University.

Alas, I'm still here in the United States. Actually, I don't know why I just said "alas", as South Florida is one of the most beautiful places to be in this time of year. Blue skies, refreshing breezes, meeting the escort with whom you'll be having a foursome with...

That list bit happened this afternoon. It seemed that the couple I had a threesome with before are now interested in having a foursome. My agent, in her infinite wisdom (no sarcasm there -- she really is brilliant) arranged it so that I and another female escort will take the booking together this upcoming weekend.

This afternoon, I enjoyed lunch with both my agent and the escort I'll be working with. After much deliberation, I've decided this escort will be named Simone. As expected of someone in my line of work, she's quite pretty. Gorgeous, even. In terms of personality, however, she's much more elusive.

I'll admit I didn't expect much at first. While I've taken great pains to show that Adam, Rebecca and myself are all college-educated, I realize that's not the case with most escorts. When I first met Simone, I didn't know what to think -- whether she was a student on the game, or whether she'd gone straight from high school to escorting without any stops along the way.

When the agent excused herself to the bathroom, Simone and I were left in an awkward silence. Finally, she broke the silence with one simple question.

"Have you ever been to Sweden?"

"What?" I said. "Oh, no. Why do you ask?"

"You're reading The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo," she replied. "The author's Swedish, I think. He died back in 2004 of a heart attack before his books were published."

To say I was surprised was an understatement. Not only was Simone up-to-date in terms of popular literature, but she also knew quite a bit about Sweden itself. I learned this was because she spent almost every summer there during her teen years. Apparently her uncle was (and still is) something of a world traveler. After visiting Sweden, he loved it so much he decided he would summer there each year from May to October.

It wasn't long before we started discussing The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo (which I am very much enjoying thus far) as well as the topic of Islam in Europe. The topic of the Burka being banned in France was one of the livelier parts of our conversation, as we debated both the pros and cons it had in terms of cultural assimilation, but also religious oppression.

"They shouldn't have to go around covered up," Simone said. "But I can see why some may want to continue wearing it. Does the government have the right to ban a piece of clothing?"

"I'm not a fan of the way Islam treats women, either," I said. "But you're right -- ultimately it should be up to the woman."

"Assuming her husband doesn't beat the hell out of her the minute she speaks out," Simone added. "That's where it gets tricky."

"Indeed."

"Stoning, flogging, the possibilities are endless, unfortunately. I'd like to see them try that shit with a Western woman."

"Or an Eastern one for that matter," I said. "The Japanese, for instance. The Yakuza would have fun avenging that murder."

Simone smiled, and before long we were discussing the film Kill Bill, particularly the scene where Lucy Liu's character, O-Ren Ishi, decapitates a fellow Yakuza boss with her sword after he criticized her mixed heritage. A fine piece of cinema indeed.

When the agent returned she left her part of the bill on the table and all but left in a hurry. A spa appointment, apparently. That facial, mani/pedi combination will have even the most calm women running for their lives.

And as I sit in my apartment typing this entry, I can't help but wonder what it will be like once Simone and I are finally working together. It's not that I haven't already imagined her naked -- believe me, I have -- but getting to know someone outside of work before engaging in a professional relationship with them can be... interesting.

Will she adapt another persona once we meet with our clients? Will all that worldliness and sophistication suddenly go away, less she intimidate the man with her intelligence? Most of all, will the chemistry we discovered this afternoon remain intact during our booking?

Only time will tell. But one thing's for certain: either way, I'll be writing about it!