Jasmin, companion in West Drayton
Three minutes from the platform to the high street, coat still buttoned.
- Age
- 22
- Where she works from
- West Drayton
- Her home district
- Soho
- An hour opens at
- £250
- Height
- 160 cm
- Hair
- long, straight chestnut brown
- Eyes
- brown
- Figure
- petite
- Languages
- English
About Jasmin
West Drayton station sits three minutes from the high street and Jasmin usually arrives on foot from the platform with her coat still buttoned. Petite at 160 cm, her hair long and straight and chestnut brown, her brown eyes finding yours and staying there. Twenty two, she dresses small and sharp: a fitted dress, a short jacket, heels she can genuinely walk in, because this is not a town built for a taxi at every kerb and she has learned that the hard way.
She is lively without ever being loud, and curious about absolutely everything. Ask her nothing at all and she will still find out what you do, where you flew from and why you are not sleeping. English is her language and it comes quickly, with a laugh that usually lands before she has finished the sentence. She draws, badly, on hotel notepads, and leaves the results behind on purpose.
Her evenings here are unshowy and she likes them that way. The De Burgh Arms on the high street is where she starts, an ordinary pub with a real fire in winter, and then dinner at whichever hotel you are in, most often out on Stockley Road or Cherry Lane, fifteen minutes from Terminals 2 and 3 by car. She travels in from Soho on the Elizabeth line, about twenty five minutes, and the service runs late enough that nobody needs to look at the time until well after eleven. Bookings on the airport side start at three hours with travel counted in.
The station walk, the high street and the villages next door are laid out on the West Drayton page. Send Hester a date and she will say when Jasmin is next out this way.
- West Drayton, UB7
- 160 cm, petite
- Long straight chestnut brown hair, brown eyes
- Twenty two, travels in from Soho
- Three minutes from West Drayton station
Booking her evening
Hester will want the hotel, the road it is on and a start time. Stockley Road and Cherry Lane are fifteen minutes from the central terminals, and every airport booking is three hours at the shortest.
Her figures are the desk figures, published in full on rates, and the whole arrangement runs in one thread from the first line to the confirmation. Every frame in the hall is reached from the hall.
Also out to the perimeter
An evening with Jasmin
Jasmin treats West Drayton as a real town rather than an airport suburb, and that alone changes how the night feels. She will meet you at the hotel and then take you straight back out, because the ten minute drive to the high street is worth it for the change of scene alone. The De Burgh Arms is nothing special and that is the point: a fire, a low room, people who live here. She asks a great many questions in the first hour and answers just as many. Dinner is usually back at your hotel afterwards, and by then the conversation has enough momentum that the room does not matter. She is quick, she is warm and she does not do the polished silence that some guests expect and almost none of them enjoy. If you want an early night she will say so first, to save you the trouble.
Jasmin, in her own words
Is West Drayton far from the terminals?
Do you mind a plain hotel?
How much notice do you need?
Where she sits on the roster
Written in afterwards
Nothing is written here for Jasmin yet, which out here is usually what discretion looks like. A note appears only when a guest writes one, she agrees to it, and the desk has checked that it reads as a first name, a month and nothing private.