Vivi

Twenty-three and brunette, Vivi lives among the small bridges of the Jordaan, a few streets beyond the Dam. Three languages give her room to meet a guest where they are, which matters on a first evening when a tired traveller would rather not hunt for words. She prefers soapy and four-hand sessions when the bathroom and the booking allow, and plain erotic oil when they do not. First-time visitors often ask whether their airport hotel counts as Amsterdam, and she explains the difference kindly before leaving the details to the house. What the session includes is decided by her alone. Rooms by Schiphol are arranged in advance, with the journey agreed.

Vivi 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.