Oh hello, curious one. 

This bit is just for you. It’s not an accident you’ve found this page - you’re trying to piece together every bit of information to ensure you’re making the right decision. I admire that. I like to do my due diligence too; I chase the full picture like a dog with a bone, because I want to understand, I want to feel backed-up and empowered in my choices. We’re similar in that way.

Let’s be frank; a few scantily-clad well-taken photos and some throwaway comments about the softness of my skin or whatever is hardly enough to convince many to take the leap. There’s a million options to choose from if we’re only going one layer deep. Going the extra step is about connection, about something deeper. Because, if I’m honest, fucking is kinda arbitrary. As interested as I am in making you tick, I’m far more interested in instilling in you something that lasts - a feeling of fulfilment, of self-reflection - an experience that you’ll remember fondly at all stages of your life and growth. I want you never to regret me.

What I do not wish to do is reduce you to a creature bound by the pursuit of carnal pleasures and only sate that version. You are more than that. You know this, whether it be at the forefront of your mind or buried somewhere, beneath the weight of expectation, of what it means to be a man. However deep, that internal battle rages on. There is a part of you that longs for fucking, otherwise you wouldn’t be here. I can satiate him with ease, I could do it blindfolded with one hand tied behind my back. But that other part, the part that yearns for something more understanding, more inspirational, just more…I’ll take pride in my work if I can fill his cup too.

As the separation of people across the world grows harsher and more prescient every day; be it between the genders, races, political sides or the like; the world seems to be hardening, forgetting that the only way for united progression is widespread compassion and empathy. Women are taught to fear men, men are taught to use their masculinity for protection and what this has lead to is a situation where we feel less connected than ever. While sex may have brought you here, what I’ve found through experience is that it’s rarely the part of the meeting to stick in the mind of whomever I see. What plants itself is the freedom to be vulnerable, and what comes out of that. Being seen. Being held. Touched - whether physically or mentally - intentionally, deliberately, dare I say, lovingly.  

Men in our society do not have an abundance of safe places. Often even in their closest relationships, they find themselves hiding, stowing away parts of themselves they’ve come to fear. Rarely can they fully express their needs, desires, and feelings, knowing that whoever is listening is doing so without judgement. A lot of men come to me for this reason. I know, it’s become somewhat of a tongue-in-cheek trope, that men go to sex workers to vent, or cry, or just to be held - but it’s true. We’re “perfect strangers”, after all - it’s easier to vent to me. I’ve lost count of the times in my career where sex hasn’t come into play at all. I’ve held men through their most tender moments, moments of fear, when they’ve felt lost or alone or stuck in some way, where they’ve made mistakes or been victims. It is within these moments that I appreciate the rarity of my position, moments where I am able to meet men as they are, wherever they may be in their lives, and I can help them in a way others simply can’t. That’s what this work is about for me.

But why on earth would I choose to be a sex worker, over say, a therapist, or a teacher, or a nurse - something more socially accepted in the field of healing? I choose to keep coming back to this because of the fulfilment it gives me, on a deeper and more meaningful level than physical. This is amplified by the unlikeliness of it all. Anyone in need can acceptably seek out the above, but from where I’m standing, I can offer something different - but still vital - to people who perhaps don’t feel like any of the other forms of healing are quite the correct fit for what they presently require. I am passionately proud of what I do. I have changed lives, tangibly, with my commitment to disarming people, especially men, and wholeheartedly accepting them as they are. Working to make who that person is - at their core, without any of the frills or labels or pretences - happy. That, to me, is what makes this worth it. 

So no wonder then, am I put off by crude lines of questioning in initial responses, knowing what I know; that my power is not in ticking boxes on a “fucket list”, as they say. My true power, and the thing that sets me apart, can only be realised upon meeting me, a fact I’ve struggled to put into words or portray effectively to my potential clients for years. It is new to me to be so radically bold, so brave, in sharing what I really do behind closed doors. But it is my truth. And so, perhaps it is somewhat ironic for me to get the ick when someone dares to ask if I’ll go Greek in the first email - after all, most of what I’ve put out are photos that would lead one to think of such things. Hence, the importance of this page, and you finding it.

The fact is, there are many things that all of the professions above can do for you, but none of them can speak to boots-on-the-ground intimacy. They cannot (or at least, really bloody shouldn’t) allow you to heal parts of yourself through the physical acts of connection. What I’m offering, crudely, is blowing your mind as well as your load. It’s not a secret that men tend to be their most vulnerable before, during, and after sex. I recognise that, and take it as a responsibility to nurture that part as much as, if not more than, the part I’m traditionally expected to. This leads to a lot of my clients giving me the same feedback; that I should be careful, because I put of myself a lot into my work. It tends to be something they’ve not found before, or at least haven’t expected to find, in this particular field of debauchery. That, to me, is what makes it so powerful. The notion that you could be invigorated by an unlikely catalyst. A line I often hear: "I don’t know what I was expecting, but it wasn’t this”. That’s when I know I’ve done my job correctly. 

I’m able to do this by being extremely low volume. I refuse to switch off with my clients, I want to be present and engaging when I’m with them to ensure they’re getting the best of me, and I the best of them. Everything I do falls apart if I’m unable to fully let go and exist in the moment, which is why I choose who I see so carefully. I must be able to show vulnerability if I expect someone else to do the same.

It is because of this dismantling that things like gender, race, social status or appearance mean very little to me when it comes to deciding who I’ll spend time with. Intimacy which upholds labels is rooted in the “otherment” of each other - I want us to face each other as equals, two human beings, reaching out for connection. For something that makes the world stop spinning for a moment. It has always been my goal to coax this out, but here it is, I suppose; my special sauce laid bare. You’ve come looking for the answer to “why her?” - my counter-question to you is, “what do you really want?”. Do you want a forgettable, rushed, meaningless experience? Or do you want to tap into something that’ll start a real fire within you? Can you allow me to help cultivate a space where that is possible? Why you?

bell hooks writes; “Men come to sex hoping that it will provide them with all the emotional satisfaction that would come from love. Most men think that sex will provide them with a sense of being alive, connected, that sex will offer closeness, intimacy and pleasure. And more often than not sex simply does not deliver the goods. This fact does not lead men to cease obsessing about sex; it intensifies their lust and their longing”. She notes in her writings about patriarchal masculinity, violence and sex that; “we do not witness what men do sexually like what they do at work or in civic life”. But I do. I see it all, I have done for many years now. I know that she is correct, and that when men come to me, they long for something deeper than just sex. While I can’t offer you all everlasting love (as much as I’d adore to), I can bring the calmness that love emanates - allowing someone to be themselves without prejudiced thinking. I want to be a safe space for men, I strive to be. Without the freedom for men to simply be, they cannot truly be satisfied. I boil all of this down in my landing page to “girlfriend experience”. This is what I really mean.

Listen, I’m a girl who can do it all. If you just want to switch off, fine. But for those of you who want the very opposite, who want to illuminate everything they can, about themselves and their sexualities, in order to move towards a life of greater fulfilment, without shame, whether that be with or without me; I say, give me a chance. Let me in, and I’ll do all I can to ensure that once we’ve parted, you’ll reminisce about our time together tenderly, in a way that permeates more than just our baseline desires; in a way that seeks to speak to you as a whole. When we meet, I hope that we both leave our expectations - of ourselves and each other; as well as those which have been placed onto us; at the door. We must dismantle societal and social norms to have a meaningful experience. Fucking alone is fine, but it’s not your money’s worth. Who I am, and who I’ll allow you to be, is.