Chloe

Sheet down, bottle standing in warm water, coat over a chair: the hour has started before anyone announces it, and she is still asking about your day. Her French runs fast and her English has picked up a local flatness from living here, which she claims not to hear. On the mat she is generous with the gel and economical with everything else, and the contact stays more continuous than most people manage. Ninety minutes comes up more often than the hour in her diary, and the extra half hour is not padding, as anyone who has had it will confirm.

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.