If they gave out medals for getting yourself out of ludicrous situations, I think I would be due a gold.

Things began when my boss let the office know that we were on the verge of sealing the biggest deal in the companies history with a Singaporean conglomerate and that one sales rep had to go over and seal the deal, all expenses paid. Needless to say everyone was pulling out all the stops to get to be the one who went and I think my boss might have had a few Cuban cigars thrown his way. Workwise we were pretty much all on a par so I racked my brains and thought I had come up with the perfect brainstorm to put me first in the race.

By letting the boss know about my Singaporean girlfriend and therefore my unbeatable knowledge of Singaporean culture I was soon the envy of all as the chosen salesman. I was informed that both myself and my girlfriend would be flown out and back first class and put up in a luxury hotel. The only problem was that my girlfriend was about as Singaporean as Bert Konterman, but, as nobody from here would actually see her and only I would be meeting with the big wigs abroad the plan could not fail.

Cue the plan failing. Within ten minustes of landing the head of the conglomerate got in touch to say that all the formalities could be ignored and we could go out to dinner to celebrate the union of our companies. This sounded fantastic as I thought I was really going to have to sell this one. Then came the blow, it was because I was engaged (an embelishment from my boss) to a girl from Singapore that they were so delighted to go with us and they would be honoured if we would BOTH join them.

After I improved from what felt like a enormous heart attack I got in to action and spoke to a hotel porter about where I could get in contact with nice Singapore Escorts and after much raised eyebrows and explanations, then even more laughing at my predicament I was shown to a computer.

The porter then showed me a site that presented a trustworthy singapore escort service and I got in touch with them straight away. The evening went as well as I could have wished for and Maya turned out to be the perfect false fiancee.

It also turns out that by telling my girlfriend that I and not the company paid for her to come out has its advantages and certain perks, yes I am a dog.