Molly, companion in Hounslow Central
Dinner at nine, the last film at eleven, and strong views on where to sit.
- Age
- 24
- Stop
- Hounslow Central, TW3
- An hour opens at
- £250
- Arrives
- Hotels and private addresses, outcall only
- Height
- 164 cm
- Hair
- long dark brown, wavy
- Eyes
- brown
- Figure
- curvy
- Languages
- English
About Molly
The last showing of the night at the Blenheim Centre suits Molly exactly, and she has firm opinions about which row to take. She is 164 cm and curvy, with long dark brown hair that waves at the ends and brown eyes that give her away whenever she is amused, which is most of the time. She dresses comfortably and well: a soft dress, a very large coat, and a bag with far too much in it that she will apologise for and never do anything about.
Mid twenties, English speaking, and genuinely funny rather than merely cheerful. She does voices. She is late to bed and slow in the mornings and entirely upfront about both, and she would rather you knew that before you booked an eight o'clock start with her.
Her Hounslow evening is the night owl's version of one. Dinner first on the High Street, which has better food than anybody outside TW3 believes, then the Cineworld in the Blenheim Centre for the last screening, five minutes from Hounslow Central station and rarely more than a third full after ten. Afterwards there is very little open, so it is back to wherever you are staying. She lives in Soho, and she is honest that the last Piccadilly train is the thing that shapes the end of the night out here.
She would far rather start at nine than at six. Have a look at the Hounslow Central page, then send your date to booking and the answer comes from her.
- 164 cm, curvy, long dark brown wavy hair
- Brown eyes, mid twenties, English speaking
- Anchored in Hounslow Central, TW3
- Late dinner and the last screening at the Blenheim Centre
- Nine o'clock starts rather than six
Booking Molly
Late starts suit her, nine at the earliest, and she would rather take an overnight at £1,800 than a short evening that ends when the film does. Three hours at £700 covers dinner and a late screening.
Every figure she works to is printed on the fare board, and the four steps from message to doorbell sit on the booking page.
Also out tonight
An evening with Molly
Nine on the High Street, somewhere still properly busy, and a dinner she will take her time over because she is the last person in London to be rushed through a plate of food. She talks while she eats and does not care that it is bad manners, and by the end of it you will have heard about her entire week.
Then five minutes up to the Blenheim Centre for whatever starts around eleven. She wants the back row on the aisle and she will explain why at length. Afterwards the town is shut, which she finds funny, so it is a short walk or a shorter cab back. She is easy, loud, warm company and she never pretends an evening was better than it was.
Molly, on the record
Q.01Is a cinema date not a bit odd?
Only if you sit in silence for two hours and then say goodnight. Dinner first, a film in the middle, and the argument about it afterwards is the whole point of the evening.
Q.02What is the food like in Hounslow?
Better than anywhere else I go for the money, and that is not me being kind about it. The High Street has been feeding people properly for decades and none of it is trying to impress anyone.
Q.03Can you do a morning booking?
I can, and I will not be at my best and you will be able to tell. Book me at nine at night and you get a completely different person.