The index: twelve facts, and what each one is actually good for
The index sorts the twenty eight names on On The Books by three things anybody could check across a table. The colour of her hair by daylight rather than by candle. The line of her figure in a coat that fits. The decade of adult life she is in. Twelve pages, and nothing in any of them that a reasonable person would call private.
They are for shortening a list, not for making a decision. Most women here turn up on three of the twelve at once, which is accurate filing rather than a small roster worn thin, and not one of the twelve tells you the thing that actually decides an evening. Her own page does that, and it is two clicks away from every entry.
Four by colour
Blondes holds four, and the word covers each of them loosely: wavy, golden, honey, caramel. Brunettes is much the largest page here, fifteen women running from sandy balayage to a brown that reads black across a dim room. Raven haired gathers the six in true black. Auburn and red is three, the scarcest colouring on the list and the one a camera reports least honestly.
Five by line
Petite is a compact frame rather than a number on a tape. Statuesque starts at 172 cm and stops, for the moment, at 178. Curvaceous is the fuller silhouette and slim and slender the long narrow one. Toned and athletic belongs to the five whose running, swimming or boxing shows in the way they stand in a doorway.
Three by decade
Early twenties holds ten and late twenties fourteen, which makes it the second largest page on the index. Thirties and beyond is four. Every woman on this site is an adult and the age pages describe manner, conversation and what somebody has stopped bothering to pretend about, which is the only thing a decade is genuinely evidence of.
What the index never changes
The figures, first. An hour opens at £250 whichever of the twelve pages brought you to her, and the ladder runs to £1,800 on rates. Nobody here is priced above anybody else and no page on this site exists for origin or for anything else the desk treats as her own business.
Nor does the index decide anything for Romilly. Send him a name from one of the twelve, or send him a sentence about the evening and let him put a name forward with a reason attached. Booking explains the four lines, and the reply comes back inside a quarter of an hour at any hour of the night.
Tell us where.
We write the rest.
The desk is being read right now, by a person rather than a form. One line with the district and the hour is all it takes, and nothing is set until you say so.
- WhereYour hotel or flat
- WhenThe hour you name
- CompanionFrom the board
- Arrival20 to 35 minutes
- FigureQuoted in writing