Weekday hostel, weekend hotel - that is the pattern of my life since October. I am 21, third year of a college in central Mumbai, and the only person who knows what I do on Friday and Saturday nights is my best friend Maya, who is in the same situation and judges me less than my own mother would.
I am chatty. People who book me twice already know that. I will tell you about the lecture I skipped, the cafe in Bandra where the chai is better than your wife is, and the pop concert I want to go to next month. Some of my clients have started feeling like older brothers, which is strange and a little sweet.
If you are looking through college girl escort profiles for someone who is actually in college, I am one of the few. Three-hour minimum on weekends, hotel only, no overnights because I have a roommate who notices. Sunday-morning bookings work surprisingly well.