Maya

Om mig

Thirty, and old enough now to have stopped explaining myself to anybody. French, raised between languages, so take your pick of Arabic or English and I will switch mid-sentence if it is easier on you.

Mahboula, my flat, no outcalls, and please do not spend three messages trying to talk me round. The hour means the hour. If you want two, book two, and we will spend them without one eye on the door. I do not drink, which occasionally disappoints men who were planning to arrive already drunk. Everything else about me is far more accommodating than that paragraph makes it sound.