Mariah and client visitng the same place

A few days ago I went to Westfield, the only proper big mall in Central London, without knowing that they had a special event to switch the Christmas light on.

I noticed that something was going on as soon as I left the tube station because it was too busy for a cold November day. Mariah Carey was there, reportedly to light up the place.

And among thousands of people (maybe 70% of them teenagers in pink outfits) I saw a client with 3 kids. He was dressed to work, the boring black suit and blue tie that everyone else has.

I think he works in a state agent because once we were in bed and he had to stop in order to return a call about a flat in Battersea that was being sold. Never mind.

No matter how many times I see clients on the streets I never get used to be cold and not look at them. It is quite hard not to say ‘hi’, special the nice ones or the ones that are very polite or the ones that you know more about their private lives.

I was just across the escalator when he suddenly winked at me once the kids looked away trying to get a glimpse of the American singer.

This is very unusual!!!.

Clients would prefer to have a purple giant elephant sitting on their head rather than make any contact to an escort in public. And I couldn’t help feeling like someone that is doing something naughty. I felt even more awkward when I saw his wife coming back from God knows where carrying lots of colourful bags, one of them from a very cheap shop for grannies so no wonder why he needs a bit of action outside home.

The kids seemed amazing. I was looking at them for a while and they were the only to behave like adults. And they were very well dressed too so I supposed they had family plans for late that night.

I had my laundry to sort out instead, and to call one of my friends to check where her birthday party will be held.

And Ops!, my phone rang but nobody hear it, only me because of the vibrating mode. I couldn’t recognize the number and let it go to the mail box.

I didn’t think it would go well to get a work call inside of a packed shopping center. If it was a regular client I could do it with no problem as they are very likely to ask those first callers question: price, if I suck, cock’s size, about toys, if I accommodate, how is my bum, etc.
Not a suitable chat to have over the phone when you are sharing a mall with Mariah Carey – although, with so many screaming people, I don’t think she would hear me anyway.
Just in case, just in case …