What does the National Museum of Anthropology have to do with escort services?

I’m a fair-skinned European man who always dreamed of having sex with an exotic escort girl, but I just couldn’t find a place for this adventure in my normal, discreet life. Years went by, and I kept putting it off, and whenever I heard the word “whore”, I felt both desire and fear. I was afraid that the dark-haired girls in my escort fantasies would disappoint me, that I, who was so polite and bespectacled, would somehow ruin everything, that my date would soon be discovered and my wife would be wronged. A video showing my naked ass would take center stage. But one day, fate brought me to Mexico City from several sites. Early in the morning, in my hotel room, Solitaire told me that my lifelong dream would soon come true.

“Are you finally going to visit the Anthropology Museum?” I exclaimed.

“Am I finally going to fuck a sexy Mexican escort girl?” She whispered to me, also at a loss for words.

“The first one is much more reasonable, much simpler than the second one,” said my common sense, summing things up as it always does.

So I walked along Avenida Paseo de la Reforma, reached Chapultepec Park and immediately entered the legendary museum full of artifacts.

“Feel the energy of the ancient civilizations of Mesoamerica!” the guide urged visitors. And I did! My common sense creaked sadly and I was drowned in a wave of pre-Columbian sexuality. The ancient Mayans and Toltecs had looked at me mockingly for centuries. A bronze-skinned escort girl stretched her arms out towards me and pierced me with an accusing gaze. “It’s time to take action,” I realized. And all this turned out to be even easier than visiting a museum. I entered the link topescort.com.

How to survive choosing an escort in Mexico City?

Although I have many shortcomings, my personality also has some strengths. For example, I always know exactly what I really want. Only this quality helped me to survive when I saw all these beauties on the escort site. The image of a Mexican woman with her bronzed skin, ripe lips and deep black eyes has led me through this labyrinth of the goddess to my destination, and here I am waiting for her arrival.

“Oh, why didn’t I renew my fitness club membership?” I had abs! “Where are my abs now?” I complain, standing naked in front of the mirror.

“I don’t need them to enjoy refined pleasures.” So just go and have a nice bath, so that when she comes you are clean, well-groomed and smelling of good perfume. And the rest will follow – my common sense replied.

Order an escort in Mexico City and get to know yourself

So I decided to taste the unknown fruit and face the unknown self! On the phone she asked me where I wanted to have a date, and I told her the skydiving club, since I desperately needed her sexual companionship on my first skydive. She unflinchingly agreed and offered to accompany me to the restaurant of the ant caviar farm after parachute sex.

I went crazy and told her that I could survive a five-hour conference on statistical methodology and systematization of primary statistical data only if I had a stomach full of delicious and juicy ant eggs. She brought me all the way to Mexico to the city. And I would hardly survive the whole event without her company in the conference room and sexual favors. I never thought I would be such an interesting person! But her deep voice with devilishly sweet tones immediately made me crazy!

We finally met in a hotel room, then went to a cozy spa together. After a truly unforgettable and incredibly busy few hours there, we went to a nice restaurant (no ant eggs, I swear!) and enjoyed the rest of the evening. Their services and prices were all in line with the listing, the prior agreements were respected by both sides, and there were no subsequent infections, disappointments or blackmails. I will take the first opportunity to return to Mexico City and see her again.

The Nobel Prize for Prostitutes

I definitely respect the girls who are in this profession, no matter what level she is at in the sex industry. I only knew one escort girl, but thanks to her I loved them all. They don’t invent anything new, they just preserve and nurture something as old as the world itself. Is there too much innovation in our lives? Is this really necessary all the time? Can we always benefit from it? The good old charms of this world are now as valuable as gold. They should be listed in the Red Book. Sex is a wonderful thing. Sex experts reinvigorate our sexuality for those of us who live in a constant rush and endless stress. Anyway, the Anthropology Museum was the reason I stopped there, because it was the place where I felt that ancient energy that inspired me to step off the beaten path and…call an escort girl.