Chioma

Om mig

Mahboula is not glamorous and I have never pretended otherwise. It is where I live, it is quiet after ten, and nobody there has the slightest interest in who visits whom.

South African, twenty-nine, and I have been doing this long enough to have lost patience with the theatrics of it. I do not send twenty messages before a booking. I do not perform being overwhelmed. What I do is give you a proper stretch of my time with my full attention inside it, and let the rest happen at whatever pace it happens.

Some men want to talk for the first half hour, which is allowed. Some want nothing said at all, which is also allowed. Tell me which you are and the evening more or less arranges itself.