We talked all night…
Do you believe in deja vu? The minute Jeremy cam in through my door at my London escorts boudoir, it felt that I had known him for ages. He was actually the last date of the evening and after that, I would be finishing my London escorts for the night. But, for some reason, it felt like I wanted to say on and talk to Jeremy. There was something special about and I felt that I had met him before. I am not really a believer in the paranormal, but there was certainly something different about Jeremy.
I meet a lot of gents at London escorts. Sometimes there is a personal connection and at other times, there is no personal connection at all. All London escorts know that a date works better if there is some sort of personal connection between you and your gent. It would be true to say that Jeremy and I had an enormous connection, and I felt that there was a link that went way back. To be honest, it was a little bit like meeting the man of my dreams and I instantly felt comfortable around Jeremy.
Looking at him, I was beginning to wonder if he felt the same way. He was sorting of looking at me in a strange way, and it only took him a few minutes to ask if we had meet before. I said that I had certainly not met him at London escorts before, but I did have the feeling that I had met, and even known him, before this moment in time. Jeremy felt the same way. He was sure that we had never met at my elite London escorts agency before, but he said that he felt that he knew.
In the end, I got out a bottle of wine, and we sat down on my sofa. Gone were the thoughts of getting off my London escorts a bit early, I just wanted to talk to this guy and find out what he was all about. This was something new to me and I had never felt like this about anybody before that I had met at London escorts. Jeremy was now sure that we never had met, but yet we seemed to have that link that could not be denied at all, so we started to compare notes.
It turned out that we were bot fascinated by King Arthur and ancient grail legends. Jeremy knew as much as I did about the many places in the West Country that I often travelled to. I said that I felt that I had a personal connection to these places, and he felt the same way. Well, we talked all night and found it hard to part company. It is now a couple of months later and as Jeremy and I stood here on the top of Sarum Hill in Salisbury, we are both convinced that we have been here before. It feels like home. Perhaps we are just two lost souls that have come home.