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Take a Male Escort to a Formal Event

On Sunday mornings after a black-tie benefit, Michelle and her three best girlfriends always met for breakfast on the Balboa Pier, to dissect and gossip about the event. It was 10:07am and Michelle was running late, the recurring breakfast always started at 10am sharp, but she had a valid excuse. “How do you take your coffee?” He asked as he smiled sheepishly, almost to imply he wishes he knew the answer. Blake, the strapping, 6’1 hunk with a robust stature and All-American, boyishly gorgeous looks, walked towards her holding a steaming cup of coffee. At that moment, despite all of the moments last night which also reinforced her decision, she was self-assured in her choice to be accompanied by a male escort to the event!

“Oh, you are too sweet, thank you so much, but I actually have to run! I’m so sorry, but I plan on seeing you again! You can use the bottom lock when you leave, and thanks again for an amazing time!” Michelle exclaimed while she quickly gathered her belongings and rushed out the front door. As soon as she made it outside she had to stop for a moment to collect herself, she sighed deeply as she closed her eyes and saw flashes of last night with Blake, dancing the night away, enjoying dinner and drinks, laughing as he worked the room with ease, through his intellect and charisma. She shook her head and started walking again, she fumbled for her keys haphazardly in her purse, as she struggled to focus on anything other than the night out she had with her male escort.


Michelle checked herself in the mirror before she exited the car, because these ladies, although they were her closest friends, could be vultures when it came to appearances and judgment. She reapplied her lip balm, ran her hands through her hair and just before she closed the mirror, she smiled at her reflection, catching herself off guard as this was completely out-of-character. She knew it was because she felt something which was missing within her for a considerably long time: happiness and self-confidence, and she knew Blake was to thank. Michelle walked hurriedly into the café, a relaxed place overlooking the Pacific Ocean waves kissing the Newport Beach, California shore. Michelle stopped to take the scenery in for a change, as she typically took her picturesque surroundings and charmed Orange County life for granted during recent years,
“Okay, Michelle, you’ve kept us waiting, and we think we know why!” Kathy, the self-proclaimed leader and most assertive of the group interrogatingly stated to Michelle while waving her finger playfully at her, rebutted by Michelle rolling her eyes, forcing a fake smile and saying “I have no idea what you are talking about.” Olivia and Candice chimed in more subtly, and while all three women looked inquisitively at Michelle, waiting with bated breath at the next words she would utter, Michelle decided to spill the beans. “I decided I was not going to another event alone. Never again would I let my failed marriage determine my future. So, instead of sulking, I chose to treat myself right and go with a male escort to the event!” Gasps and “OH MY GODS” were the only audible sounds for the next three minutes at their booth, until Olivia, the usual quiet, mild-mannered of the bunch, exploded with “TELL US EVERYTHING!”
Michelle spent the next hour and a half divulging all of the juicy details about her night out with Blake, skipping over the parts which they already were present for, such as his quick-wit, hilarious anecdotes, kind eyes, knack for storytelling and show-stoppingly handsome looks. Michelle was the center of attention and the topic of discussion at this meeting, and while she normally would shy away from such a spotlight, on this occasion she welcomed it, as it confirmed her newfound feisty sense of self, a sassy and poised attitude she was enjoying, all because she was taken by her male escort to the event. She also told of the extremely polite and gallant manner in which he treated her, how his was shockingly able to almost effortlessly entertain the crowd while managing to simultaneously and continuously throughout the night, make her feel like not only the most beautiful and important woman at the event, however also as if they had known each other and been dating for years, a comfort level which was so foreign to her with a man for so long. It was uncanny to her that she could feel this way about a male escort, yet she was so grateful she did. The ladies ended the prolonged breakfast, with Kathy, Olivia and Candice wide-eyed and speechless – which NEVER happened – and Michelle grinning slyly and proud of herself.

Escort Blake
Michelle decided to take a stroll on the pier before heading back to her car, by now it was afternoon and she wanted to take in this moment, not wanting the feeling to escape her, the feeling of bliss, self-empowerment, and contentment. She knew she had countless errands to run, in preparation for the week, but she refused to let the events of daily routines dampen her spirits. Just as she gazed out into the infinite ocean, she heard the alarm on her phone, she hummed softly to herself while she reached for her phone, and then read “Reminder: Save the Whales-Formal Gala in one week.” Michelle chuckled as she closed the notification. She looked up and realized she was alone at the end of the pier, with only ocean in front of her. She took a deep breath and yelled “I’m going with a male escort to the event and I can’t wait!” Invigorating herself immediately upon her cathartic outburst, fists in the air and breathing heavy, as if she had just finished first in a marathon, she was now comfortable with returning her daily life, because she had the next event with Blake, her male escort, to fuel her excitement!

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