The truth about the life we live in is this; you can never know what the future holds for you unless you live up to see it. And to be absolutely honest that is what I live to testify even today. When I received my transfer letter from my supervisor in a leading investment bank in New York I had not even taken time to look where I was going but I had start to complain straight away. I had enjoyed life in NYC to the fullest and telling me to leave the city was like telling me to leave everything that I called happiness behind me. I was furious but to be honest I had no choice. In the company’s plan to expand its horizons to new markets, there was an established branch in Brussels and being one of the most experienced workers, it was thought on fair grounds that I was to be the head of the new venture and this was meant to be a promotion as I had quite rightly discovered some hours after I had set foot in Belgium.
To be absolutely honest I loved women and in all the places I had visited, I had made a point of sampling the women there and what they had to offer but what I found in NYC was amazing but what I found in Belgium during my first weeks of stay was simply unimaginable. As always my first step in a new city was to find an escort and even though I had worked with very many companies, I thought to try the Brussels based Fleur De Anges for my Belgium escorts service. To begin with what attracted to me to the company was the diversity of service I had seen and the prices were way lower than those in NYC but all the same I had met my escort in some hours and as usual my first instinct was to rush her down my hotel room for a quickie nut something had strongly told me to be patient and that is what I actually did. I waited and in fact it was not a bad wait as we had spent the better part of the day touring very amazing spots in the city with her. I was the pride of the men here I tell you as every man had turned to look the amazing thing this pretty blond was and in fact, her natural beauty was a thing to die for.
The dinner and the night dances had now come to a close and after a much fulfilled day, I had felt it was now time to call it a day but I was surprised that nights with a Belgium escort are not meant for sleeping and how wrong could I have been if I had rushed to sleep. The three hours she had taken to gift me the glory of exploring her inner and outer beauty had left me speechless, I had enjoyed her every angle and she had submitted completely, that was the most remarkable night I have ever had in my life.
