Gigolo in Bonn

Small, international and understated

Bonn was the capital of West Germany for forty years and has kept something of that. Many international organisations, many people from abroad, and a certain reticence you do not find in Cologne. With three hundred thousand inhabitants the city is manageable, but with all that coming and going an unfamiliar face does not stand out here.

From Amsterdam it is about three and a half hours’ drive. A night works better here than a short evening.

What we can do together

The Rhine promenade, with a view of the Siebengebirge on the far side. The Beethoven-Haus, small and surprisingly moving. The Museumsmeile with the Bundeskunsthalle. And the Rheinaue, an enormous park along the water where you can walk for hours.

Nearby lies Königswinter with the Drachenfels, half an hour’s climb or up by the rack railway, and then a view over the whole Rhine plain. For an afternoon that slows down by itself, that is hard to beat.

Language

German, English or Dutch. In Bonn English works everywhere because of its international character.

Who I come here for

For women who work here for an international organisation, often temporarily, and know no one outside their job. Also for women who are married and have not been touched the way they would want for years. For those who have to carry on alone after a death. Just as much for women who start over after a divorce.

And for couples who want something together. What is possible is set out under my services, from tantra to an erotic overnight stay.

What you can expect from me

I arrive at the agreed time, well dressed, without hurry and without a programme. The biggest part of this work is listening, to what you say and to what you clearly do not say. I push you nowhere and nothing throws me, however your story runs.

You set the pace, and if that changes halfway, then that is simply the new pace. About you I talk with no one, not now and not in five years.

Practical

The travel costs go with the distance from Amsterdam to Bonn and I name them before anything is fixed. What we agree is what you pay, and nothing is added at the end. A Sunday evening costs the same as a Wednesday afternoon, a night has no night rate, and whether the two of you come makes no difference to the amount.

Planning a week or two ahead works best. Around big conferences the city is full and the hotels are unreasonably expensive.

Where we meet

Usually a hotel. Bonn has plenty, from businesslike by the UN campus to small and quiet toward Bad Godesberg, and a guest who stays one night is nothing special here. A good part of the city consists of people staying somewhere temporarily.

Home is possible too, certainly if you have a flat with its own entrance. Then we agree beforehand what time I arrive, where I park and whether I walk the last stretch.

Discretion in practice

There is no one between us. No agency, no go-between, no colleague who also sees your details, and no records your name ends up in. What you send me I keep no longer than the conversation needs.

On arrival I do nothing that draws attention. No flowers, no greeting the whole corridor hears, and the car I park where you want. If you run into someone in the lobby, I am exactly the person you say I am. Think that up beforehand, then you do not have to think on the spot.

How a first date goes

It starts in writing. I ask a few questions, you ask a few, and in that back and forth you feel by yourself whether this fits. Rather call? Then we call. Rather first a coffee on the Rhine promenade without anything further happening? That is fine too, and it happens more often than you think.

On the day itself we start by sitting. Talking. And only when you are ready does the rest come. For most women that first part lasts longer than they had reckoned beforehand, and that is not wasted time. It makes everything afterwards simpler.

After that it is quiet. No text to ask how you found it, no reminder when months have passed.

Changing your mind is fine

At any moment, even once it has begun, even if you have looked forward to it all week. That is no failure and for me no discomfort either.

In practice an evening regularly goes differently than we imagined. It can turn calmer, and it can go every which way. I have no preference in that and no stake in a particular outcome, except that it feels good and that you look back on it without regret.

This is how it starts

A message with where you are and when you could is enough to begin. Write me. Within twenty-four hours you will know something.