Gigolo: Inside the Secret World of the Super Rich

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But to be hones I do not care. The book was erotic, but still it was not only what was in the book. You get the feeling that sex becomes a part of everyday life as it is explained in this book, exiting and in details in the beginning and less so in the end. With his dark hair, blue eyes and robust appendage the ladies dub Big Ben, the shy, self-effacing care worker is offered a position as a masseur at a luxury spa and is drawn into a world of private jets, Parisian sex clubs, state secrets, lines of cocaine and orgies in country houses with a Who’s Who of celebrities, actresses, top models, MPs and the international super rich. Sturdy, hard-working, a former trawler-man, he uses the small inheritance from his Gran to qualify as a masseur and acquires one client, Rufus, whom he meets while giving free massages for a gym membership. Rufus’s mother, Lady Catherine, is a member of what is mysteriously called the Committee, a group of society ladies who have one thing in common: they adore sex and don’t mind paying for it. After the [sports therapy] treatment with the gentleman, I was introduced to what I like to call 'the committee'," Mr Perkins said. "It was a group of very high-class people." I could smell her perfume. It was light and airy, a scent I didn’t know, and seemed personal to her. She was so beautiful, I couldn’t bear to look at her.”

Ben Foster works in a care home for young adults with learning disabilities. He is a qualified practitioner of reflexology and used to be a famous masseur. I don’t read soft porn, especially from a man’s point of view. There is plenty of flesh and genitals in this book- horrifying and interesting, all at the same time. Mr Perkins said he was invited to the man's stately home under the impression he was providing a treatment just for him.Gigolo is an entertaining romp,supposedly the story of Ben Foster,a care worker and part time masseur catapulted into the world of servicing rich and famous women for money. I say supposedly as while perhaps Mr Foster did once work as a Gigolo parts of the tale are highly unlikely, not least his lovely wife barely batting an eyelid as new cars and a whole new wardrobe of designer clothes appear,hubby fails to come home from work etc after a life of scraping by. The sex scenes are more titillating than pornographic with a variety of "interests" portrayed,seemingly with a variety of well-known public figures. Worrying about what ‘people are going to say’ and ‘what the neighbours might think’ is always in the minds of working people. They aren’t afraid of failure. They are afraid of success and how they would have to make excuses to their friends if it ever came their way.” But in addition to too many descriptions of touching this and that, Ben Foster, the Gigolo, also tells us his personal story from 2005 to 2007- and it’s a good one. So by total chance, one day Ben meets his clients’ mum and the “committee: a circle of her rich and bored friends.

He claimed he was given a phone and was driven around to large houses to provide his "treatments" to women. Ben reveals personal success motivation, via napoleon Hill. “Self-esteem is how you feel about yourself. Self-confidence is how you project that feeling to others.” Ben is the type of man you wouldn't want to be your husband but would like to have a massage from!! Again another stark contrast with the loving but plain sex life Ben shares with his inexperienced wife.These adverts enable local businesses to get in front of their target audience – the local community.