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I was browsing the Park Lane Escorts menu all morning, ostensibly just so I could review their site for ThePornDude, but I’m not sure I can just sit on this information without doing anything. It’s kind of like finding out a local shop has a killer deal on that ice cream you like, but you actually get to bust a nut for a few bones instead of licking up some melted dairy product. I was supposed to take my grandma out to dinner tonight, but I think she’d totally understand. Sometimes things come up.
Then again, part of the appeal of a joint like ParkLaneEscorts.com is in the scheduling. They’re a high-class London-based escort agency, which means you can probably find some company whenever you find yourself lonely. That means I can arrange to meet up with a babe right after buying granny some fish and chips or at some other point down the line. Then again, if any of these women are down to service couples, maybe grandma and I can enjoy a wholesome threesome altogether. Well, let’s take a closer look and see what these refined and sophisticated perverts have on offer.
Getting Down with Park Lane Escorts
I initially thought ParkLaneEscorts might be another extensive escort directory, full of classified ads for hookers, both independent and agency affiliated. Maybe the name should have given away the real premise, especially for anybody who’s been smashing escorts for a while in London. Nevertheless, the agency has been around for well over a decade, and the relatively high traffic volume tells you a lot about its popularity. “Park Lane Escorts remain among the biggest and best high-class London escort agencies in the capital,” reads the blurb on the About Us page.
Some of you, cheapskates, probably saw the phrase “high class” and immediately clicked your way out. Hey, I feel you; escorts can be expensive even when you’re fucking with the independent girls working out of the back booth at McDonald’s. You can actually browse the Park Lane Escorts by price, though, and they’ve got a few starting out at £150. I was expecting some haggard broads on the low end of the pricing spectrum, but it looks like the site doesn’t bother with ugly chicks. Even the cheap girls look beautiful.
Whether you’re spending a couple of hundred or going all out with a four-grand overnight stay, you’ve got an important decision to make. Namely, which girl are you going to book? It’s a killer selection, with about a hundred escorts to choose from on just the front page alone. It’s not the thousands-deep selection you find on some more inclusive directories, but it should be enough to get the girl of your dreams. Anyway, since ParkLaneEscorts is an agency, they tend to maintain consistent standards regarding the women. You aren’t going to be filtering through ugly chicks around here.
You can also browse ParkLaneEscorts.com by location. And since they’re a London-based agency, I really just expected a handful of locations around the capital. Well, it turns out, they’ve actually got escorts listed around the UK and beyond. The current selection includes a couple of babes out in New York City, though their listings for Moscow, Dubai, and Mykonos are currently empty. I appreciate an agency with that kind of broad reach because it implies a certain level of consistency even as you travel outside of London for some extracurriculars.
That said, you’ll have access to the best selection on ParkLaneEscorts if you are in the London area. As soon as I hit the front page, I saw a blonde, a brunette, and an exotic babe from South Kensington, a bondage slut from Mayfair, and an elegant babe out of Knightsbridge. From Central London to Chelsea to Earls Court to Gloucester Road, they’ve got women in your area down for a good time tonight.
Who’s It Going to Be Tonight?
I won’t lie: I frequent escort sites enough to have a bit of a routine. After getting the general lay of the land, I usually like to dig into the search function to try and narrow down my selection of escorts to something more manageable. Unfortunately, ParkLaneEscorts.com doesn’t have the usual set of search, sort, and filter options I expect from the bigger directories. That’s a bit disappointing, but there’s a nice little dropdown menu of Types available in the header.
There’s a nice range of Park Lane Escorts to choose from, so you shouldn’t have to settle for some chick who isn’t your type just because she’s all that’s available. The Types menu gives you quick access to Blondes, Brunettes, Redheads; Slim, Petite, and Curvy women; Bisexual Escorts, Girlfriend Experience, and Couples. There is, however, a notable absence of common escort categories like BDSM, Fetish, Dominatrix, and Massage.
I wish the categories and the listings themselves were a little more explicit. Girls usually post ads telling you all the filthy shit they’re willing to do in very graphic detail on some escort sites. ParkLaneEscorts.com is a more professional outfit, though, and that means the website itself is fairly sanitized for your protection and theirs. There’s a little bit of light T&A to gawk at, but women aren’t listing all their fetishes or kinky services by name.
There may be some guesswork and negotiating if you’re a freak and looking for something extra special, but I’m glad they’re transparent about the prices. Each listing breaks down the prices for incalls and outcalls by the hour or overnight stays. For example, this 26-year-old blonde chick, Brianna, working out of Mayfair, charges £700 for a 3-hour outcall, which sounds like a perfect little rendezvous after my dinner with grandma later.
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Brianna’s ParkLaneEscorts profile has some really gorgeous photos, plus stats like Height, Nationality, Hair Color, Sexuality, and Languages. Scrolling down, I notice there’s also a review section. If you’re a regular at ThePornDude, you know reviews have become one of my make-or-break features for an escort site. I won’t even buy a bottle of lube or a new pocket pussy without reading the reviews, so why would I rent some actual pussy without doing my homework?
ParkLaneEscorts.com has a growing number of hands-on user reviews of their escorts. That said, it seems to be a relatively new feature on the website. Most escorts don’t yet have reviews, which makes me feel like I should get in there, bang some hookers and then write them up. You know, for the slut-banging community. (Oh, and I totally understand why most customers aren’t exactly rushing to post reviews of their favorite prostitutes. Anonymity on the internet is a real son of a bitch, isn’t it?)
I found a hottie named Sophia working out of Knightsbridge, and she’s got a 5-star review calling her the “HOTTEST GIRL IN LONDON.” The dude said she tastes like wine and made him feel 21 again. Combined with her photos and the 15-second video in her underwear, I think I might be in love. Well, I guess it’s almost definitely just lust, which is good enough for me. She’s a pricey gal, though, charging six hundred for just an hour, incall or out. I guess I will have to ask grandma if I can have my birthday money early.
There are some slight disadvantages to using an agency like Park Lane Escorts instead of one of the more extensive directories, but they’re balanced out with the benefits. For example, you have fewer women to choose from, but they’re more consistently hot here. Prices are higher compared to independent hookers, but then again, you’re paying for a caliber you may not get with the back-alley crackwhores. Your searches on ParkLaneEscorts will be within limited locales, making it easier to find a girl than on a site with genuinely worldwide listings.
ParkLaneEscorts.com has been around long enough that they almost deserve a look just based on longevity alone. They’ve clearly been keeping customers happy if they’ve been around as long as they have, and well, I also like being happy. It doesn’t cost anything to peruse their selection of local escorts plying their trade in your neighborhood, but I hope you’ve got strong willpower. Once you see these women, you’ll probably want to schedule a hookup.
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It had been a few years since Laney Boggs graduated from Torrance High School. Now, she was a junior in college but in that long a time, things had changed irrevocably. College wasn't anything like the way she remembered high school. Almost everyone was from out of state and few people came from her old institution where she had a reputation for being unpopular. Even if the situation was different, it wasn't likely anyone would believe she was a geek in high school. She'd long since...
CHAPTER 1 Tanner Carlton stood outside a brothel waiting for his friend Ted Lobb who’d decided to take the fifty buck early afternoon special. Tanner hadn’t gone in, afraid it would just be his luck for his dick to drop off as a result of some unthinkable misadventure. Unless the need for sex felt desperate he avoided going near women he didn’t know. He held the naïve belief that if he knew the woman everything would be fine. Besides he and Ted were homeward-bound so there was no desperate...
Laney Travers walked down the ill-lit corridor and paused outside the doorway to her virtue's doom. Apartment twenty-nine again. Heaven help this well-raised girl. Well, maybe not Heaven ... Mike's voice sounded in her head: “News – real news – is what someone doesn’t want you to know, Laney sweetheart. The rest is fuckin’ propaganda. Keep searchin’ for truth among the bullshit. Rigour, determination, guts – that’s the only kinda newspaperman to be. Or newspaperwoman. Remember that.” He’d...
HardcoreA familiar theme and structure for me with, I hope, ample stroke and the ultimate romance. I tend to get on a theme, in this case two people not realizing that they were meant to be together and almost letting it slip away only to find each other again down the road. It takes them each some time to realize how good they had it together. My beloved editor died several years ago as this story was completed. I’ve never found another with whom I could work. That and three rescue canines, curtailed...
On Forest Lane a ghost resides, who in the darkness howls and cries. In moonless night he strolls outside, to find a victim for his plight. A careless soul he’ll bind and tow, into his basement down below. To use his soul for better or worse to find a way, to break the curse This silly rhyme was told to scare the young children of the town of Woodbury. Fifty years ago a tragic event had occurred in the quiet town with their sleepy inhabitant. The local doctor had died in a ‘tragic...
Falling, flying, walking, running it made no difference. Doing this with no one around was completely miserable after helping to stop and revive his home world he happily returned home only to discover that only he was on the planet and he was completely miserable. Lex was the only Kryptonian left and now he was the only being left on the universe, he then knew he would always be alone and he started to tear up when he heard an extremely faint voice, a female one "P..ase ....b.dy h..p me." He...
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