Chloe

Chloe is twenty-four and her flat is in the Jordaan, on a canal where the houseboats outnumber the cars. Crews on short layovers are a regular part of her week, and she has learned that the first thing anyone off a long flight needs is to sit down and be asked nothing. French and English are her languages; she tends to begin in whichever one the guest used to say hello. Returning guests find she checks pressure and preferences again each time, briefly, because a week can change a lot. Airport visits happen by arrangement, and the travel time is settled before the hour is.

Chloe decides which bookings she takes and may decline any of them; she sets the limits for what a session includes, says what they are, and may end a visit at any point, as the terms set out.