Well it seems that I have had no takers for the New Year's Eve special that I was offering, so there won't be another opportunity to work before th 4th of January now, least not for incalls, so I thought I would reflect a bit on the last couple of days.
yesterday afternoon I drove over to Chester with my main intent to be shopping. The traffic was not good as the roads were very foggy. This made for slow progress and I didn't get there until around 2.30pm. This gave me exactly half an hour to whizz around before having to head off to the hotel and get ready for my first booking. I managed to get the important stuff done (ie return unwanted Christmas presents) and get to the hotel in good time. The hotel was not the easiest to find, due to the signs being a little misleading. Basically, there is a residential home right next to it and that is the most prominant sign, so you are lucky if you spot the little sign that pointed the direction to the hotel. Having found the hotel I was pleasantly surprised to find a fairy discreet entrance and no sign of the hated keycards, but real keys!
I went up to my room to find a huge bedroom with a huge bathroom, with both bath and seperate shower and two sinks! The bedroom had a kingsize bed in it and a flat screen tv mounted to the wall. Sadly this was somewhat spoilt by a little disrepair. It felt like someone had stopped loving the room and let it go a little. The lighting was not all in order and one of the wall sockets did not work, there were cracks in the ceramic of the sink and a few old stains on the walls and bedding. Also with the details, they had containers with shower gel and soap in them, but no shower cap and no conditioner, although the towels were nice and plentiful and they provided real glasses, which makes a change. It just seemed a litle sparce.
My first guest arrived promptly and was impecably dressed. He wore purple trousers, with complimentary shades of purple shirt and jumper. It wasn't too much, just right. He smelt lovely too. Having not had the opportunity to work since before Christmas, I was very ready for this booking and was not at all disappointed. To say that he likes to give pleasure would be an understatement and he is very skilled at what he does. He had my body in raptures for most of the time we were together, with the only exception being while I was pleasuring him in a way he could not do it back.
I know you punters are a pessimistic lot, but really how much more evidence do you need that the enjoyment was mutual than a wet drenched pussy and involuntary spasms (orgasms) during sex? When I say that I have enjoyed myself, please do not doubt it. I would not say it if it was not true and yes I may be a little quicker to compliment while I'm working, as I'm more aware that you don't have to care about my enjoyment, but I would not compliment you at all if it were not geniune and true. This man has an amazing touch and one that my body responded well to, so once again. Thank you.
After our booking was over I thought I had an hour and a half until my next one. I of course went and had a shower and freshened up, sorted the room out a bit more and watched some telly. After a while I got my laptop out and checked for any messages when I got a call to say that my next guest was nearly here, over half an hour early. Unfortunately he got to the care home early and it was another 10 minutes before he got to me lol. This was not a bad thing though as it bought me some time.
We had a rather naughty booking that concluded with my breasts being completely covered (I'll be adding a pic of this into the heading shortly). I was shocked at how much he produced, only to be told that he had rather a reputation for it lol. After cleaning up, we said our goodbyes and finally the rest of the evening was mine.
Having fed my sexual appetite my thoughts then turned towards food. I remembered the last time I visited Chester I had something from the 'wok & Go' takeaway. For some reason it was closed on the 'just-eat' website and I couldn't seem to dislay the menu on their independent website, so I gave them a call. They tried to help, but it just wasn't working so I decided to get dressed and go get something from the shop. Thankfully it was only 10 minutes away.
The good news is that they are hoping to open a franchise in Birmingham. The bad news is, thats a good 45 minutes away from Worcester still, but closer, so must stay positive. We could really do with something like that here. I still can't believe that we only recently got a KFC! Another blast from the past was finding a 'Spud u like' at the Cheshire Oaks outlet village today. The last time I had one of those was in Aldershot and probably 20 years ago. I used to love them, but of course, Worcester does not have one. I wonder why we are so backward when it comes to food?
Needless to say my evening completed with noodles and red wine ended on a high. I was nothing if not content and cosy in my nice big bed, with palacious surroundings, warm, cosy bedroom and a smile on my face. It would be fair to say that I slept like a baby.
The next morning started with a nice cup of lady grey, breakfast television and a little time on the laptop again. I then proceeded to clear the room of my many things (I'm not very good at travelling light) and left myself just enough time to put on my swimsuit and go down to the swimming pool. The pool is a nice size and very clean. I did a few lengths, not a lot, just enough to wake me up and then went over to the steam room. The room was lovely and hot. I closed my eyes and out of no where had a flash back. The last time I was in a steam room was in a place called 'Chameleons'. For those of you that don't know this is a Swinging club. I went in there with a friend of mine. Like this one it was very hot and steamy. We went in nude and after a few moments of sitting there we were joined by another male. He came and sat by me and started to touch my breasts. Before I new it I was sucking on his cock while he stood before me and we were having MMF. I could feel myself starting to blush, as though I had been caught with my knickers down, but of course I was the only one in the room, so I had nothing to feel embarrased about.
I endured the heat for as long as I possibly could, until I noticed the people who had been occupying the jacuzzi left. At this I nipped out and submerged myself into the hot water, pressing the button to make the bubbles as I entered. Mmmm... it was lovely. A little careful manouvering and the bubbles were just where I wanted them. Of course, like the steam room, I also had some very fond memories of fun in the Jacuzzi too. The last time I was in one by myself and was very well satisfied by 3 men. No penetration I might add and I didn't lift a finger. I was in a very lazy mood that day if I remember rightly and really was not interested in doing anything, which is not like me at all, but faced with the touch and lick of a man I couldn't resist and closed my eyes and allowed my body to enjoy its unexpected pleasure. Of course there was nothing like that happening today, but it was a lovely memory to behold while enjoying the warm bubbly sensation around my body.
Finally it was time to get dressed and leave the hotel. I'd had a lovely time and would definitely use this hotel again. It may be in need of some TLC, but it's benefits far way out the negatives. One more visit to the shopping outlet before departing back to Worcester and off I went back into the fog of the motorway. Not an unpleasant journey despite being busy. No accidents on the roads was a bonus and slowly but surely I got back home safe and sound.
So... as I've not been asked to accompany anyone tomorrow I will be spending the time at home cuddled up on the sofa in front of the box. I may even get the chocolate fondue out and have a last splurge of guilty pleasure before the inevitable diet. Then the next day to look forward to for me is the 4th when my son goes back to College and I will have some time for one booking before jetting off to the East Mids on the 6th in prep for flying out to Edinburgh on the 7th for a long weekend. I have an overnighter planned for the 7th when I get there, so I am really looking forward to that. I met the gent in question while touring in Glasgow in August and we have kept in touch ever since. I'm really looking forward to seeing him again.
For all those I have met and for those of you that take the time to read my blogs, may I take this opportunity to wish you Happy New Year and may 2011 be a good year for you. I have many plans and aspirations to follow through in 2011, so I hope that I at least achieve half of them and will be happy if I do.
Take care,
Kate x
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Thursday 30 December 2010
Saturday 25 December 2010
New Year's Eve
A little while ago now I put up a special offer rate offering to be company for New Year's Eve. I had dreampt up two scenarios and was dearly hoping that someone would be looking to take me up on one of them.
The first scenario entailed meeting up any time after 7pm and then going on to some generic party or to a restaurant for a romantic meal. We would spend the entire evening together either dancing, laughing, chatting or sat in a quieter more romantic atmosphere enjoying each others company. It didn't really matter where we were at 12am when the clock strikes, as long as we are together and able to embrace and kiss, as we would be seeing 2011 in together and not be the single person who is reminded of how alone they really are. This date would continue to 1am, hopefully leaving with having had a great evening and both of us having a smile on our face. This evening of up to 6 hours is being advertised at just £400.
The second scenario (and my preferred if I am honest) involved all of the above, but... continues overnight. Either at your home or a hotel or possibly my home if it's free (which is quite possible). This may also involve having a home made meal, with candles and music. It could be sitting in front of the telly and watching the New Year counted in by Jools Holland or as earlier mentioned at a party or restaurant, which is then taken to the bedroom followed by lots of kisses and cuddles and maybe (if I'm lucky) falling asleep in spoons. This would continue until up to 10am the next morning. This is being advertised at just £500. This is £200 less than my usual rate.
Why am I offering my services at such low rates? Well, it is a one off and there is a good reason behind it. I'm doing it because I want to spend the evening with someone too. I have many friends and yes I could go out with them, as I have done many years before, but... when that clocks strikes 12 I am always the one that gets a peck on the cheek and goes home alone. I want to be with someone I can kiss properly and cuddle and share the excitement of the evening with and I would rather not go to bed alone that night, but share it with someone who like me is quite happy to be alone the rest of the year round, but misses the intimacy, cuddles and kisses of sharing a significant evening and seeing the New Year in with someone special. Let me be that someone special!
There is only one week left to decide what you want to do. I haven't contacted any of my friends yet and made plans, as I am still hanging out for this to happen. If it sounds like something you would enjoy and you're happy to pay the rates given (which are small) then please do get in touch. I may be able to travel a short distance or you could come to Worcester.
Kate x
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
The first scenario entailed meeting up any time after 7pm and then going on to some generic party or to a restaurant for a romantic meal. We would spend the entire evening together either dancing, laughing, chatting or sat in a quieter more romantic atmosphere enjoying each others company. It didn't really matter where we were at 12am when the clock strikes, as long as we are together and able to embrace and kiss, as we would be seeing 2011 in together and not be the single person who is reminded of how alone they really are. This date would continue to 1am, hopefully leaving with having had a great evening and both of us having a smile on our face. This evening of up to 6 hours is being advertised at just £400.
The second scenario (and my preferred if I am honest) involved all of the above, but... continues overnight. Either at your home or a hotel or possibly my home if it's free (which is quite possible). This may also involve having a home made meal, with candles and music. It could be sitting in front of the telly and watching the New Year counted in by Jools Holland or as earlier mentioned at a party or restaurant, which is then taken to the bedroom followed by lots of kisses and cuddles and maybe (if I'm lucky) falling asleep in spoons. This would continue until up to 10am the next morning. This is being advertised at just £500. This is £200 less than my usual rate.
Why am I offering my services at such low rates? Well, it is a one off and there is a good reason behind it. I'm doing it because I want to spend the evening with someone too. I have many friends and yes I could go out with them, as I have done many years before, but... when that clocks strikes 12 I am always the one that gets a peck on the cheek and goes home alone. I want to be with someone I can kiss properly and cuddle and share the excitement of the evening with and I would rather not go to bed alone that night, but share it with someone who like me is quite happy to be alone the rest of the year round, but misses the intimacy, cuddles and kisses of sharing a significant evening and seeing the New Year in with someone special. Let me be that someone special!
There is only one week left to decide what you want to do. I haven't contacted any of my friends yet and made plans, as I am still hanging out for this to happen. If it sounds like something you would enjoy and you're happy to pay the rates given (which are small) then please do get in touch. I may be able to travel a short distance or you could come to Worcester.
Kate x
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Friday 24 December 2010
New Tour Dates Dec 2010 & Jan 2011
Hi,
I've got quite a few dates away after the new year and will obviously be blogging while I'm away. However if you enjoy my blogs and live local to any of these areas, then please do get in touch and we can get together.
29th December 2010 - 4* Hotel near Chester - CH1. Due to popular demand I am returning to Chester. I am booked into a 4* hotel where you can join me for minimum one hour (£140) or why not join me for the entire evening and make use of the restaurant and spa facilities close by? Overnight bookings £700.
6th January 2011 - 4* Hotel near East Midlands Airport - I am booked into a 4* hotel where you can join me for minimum one hour (£140) or why not join me for the entire evening and make use of the restaurant, steam room, jacuzzi and indoor pool? Overnight bookings £700.
7th to 10th January - Staying in a 4* hotel in central Edinburgh - Arriving on the evening of Friday 7th and available both on Saturday and Sunday from 10am to 10pm, then on Monday morning from 9am to 11am. I will be offering a £10 discount for pre-bookings. Why not make use of the pool and restaurant and spend the night with me? £700 for overnight bookings.
12th & 13th January 2011 - Cheltenham Apartment - I will be staying in this apartment from 3pm on the 12th and available until 10pm. The following day I will be available from 9am to 11am and then 4pm to 10pm. I will also be able to offer straight MFF with Theresaax during this time or happy to accomodate MMF if you have a friend you would like to join us. Please contact me to get a quote.
17th January 2011 - 4* Hotel in Oxford - OX1 - Due to the inclement weather of December I was unable to get to Oxford and was very disappointed. Hopefully I will be able to make up for letting my regulars down during this visit. Staying in a nice central hotel 4* with free parking. Hotel facilties include a jacuzzi, pool, sauna, restaurant and bar. Why not make an evening of it and book an overnight at just £700?
23rd to 28th January 2011 - 4* Hotel in Greenwich (London) near Greenwich Station - Available to work each evening from 5pm to 10pm.
My rates from the New Year will be as follows:
When able to offer them: 1/2 hour bookings = £80
3/4 hour bookings = £120
1 hour bookings = £140
2 hour bookings = £240
3 hour bookings = £340
4 hour bookings = £440
Overnight bookings = £700
If you would like to take me out for a meal before your booking this will be charged at half rate, with a maximum of £100 during the meal time (sometimes service can be slow). Time spent after the meal reverts back to normal.
I've got quite a few dates away after the new year and will obviously be blogging while I'm away. However if you enjoy my blogs and live local to any of these areas, then please do get in touch and we can get together.
29th December 2010 - 4* Hotel near Chester - CH1. Due to popular demand I am returning to Chester. I am booked into a 4* hotel where you can join me for minimum one hour (£140) or why not join me for the entire evening and make use of the restaurant and spa facilities close by? Overnight bookings £700.
6th January 2011 - 4* Hotel near East Midlands Airport - I am booked into a 4* hotel where you can join me for minimum one hour (£140) or why not join me for the entire evening and make use of the restaurant, steam room, jacuzzi and indoor pool? Overnight bookings £700.
7th to 10th January - Staying in a 4* hotel in central Edinburgh - Arriving on the evening of Friday 7th and available both on Saturday and Sunday from 10am to 10pm, then on Monday morning from 9am to 11am. I will be offering a £10 discount for pre-bookings. Why not make use of the pool and restaurant and spend the night with me? £700 for overnight bookings.
12th & 13th January 2011 - Cheltenham Apartment - I will be staying in this apartment from 3pm on the 12th and available until 10pm. The following day I will be available from 9am to 11am and then 4pm to 10pm. I will also be able to offer straight MFF with Theresaax during this time or happy to accomodate MMF if you have a friend you would like to join us. Please contact me to get a quote.
17th January 2011 - 4* Hotel in Oxford - OX1 - Due to the inclement weather of December I was unable to get to Oxford and was very disappointed. Hopefully I will be able to make up for letting my regulars down during this visit. Staying in a nice central hotel 4* with free parking. Hotel facilties include a jacuzzi, pool, sauna, restaurant and bar. Why not make an evening of it and book an overnight at just £700?
23rd to 28th January 2011 - 4* Hotel in Greenwich (London) near Greenwich Station - Available to work each evening from 5pm to 10pm.
My rates from the New Year will be as follows:
When able to offer them: 1/2 hour bookings = £80
3/4 hour bookings = £120
1 hour bookings = £140
2 hour bookings = £240
3 hour bookings = £340
4 hour bookings = £440
Overnight bookings = £700
If you would like to take me out for a meal before your booking this will be charged at half rate, with a maximum of £100 during the meal time (sometimes service can be slow). Time spent after the meal reverts back to normal.
Wednesday 22 December 2010
22nd December 2010
What can I say! I think right at this moment I'm feeling rather thankful to a fairly new regular of mine. Today I announced on my profile that I was fully booked. This was due to the fact that I had booked a hotel room locally and had one booking of one hour and another for two hours. After that I had arranged to meet up with a friend for dinner and an evening at the cinema. Bearing in mind I had not been able to work for 3 days and was so sexually frustrated I couldn't stop the impulse to masturbate this morning, it would be fair to say that I was really looking forward to my first booking at 1pm.
Around about 11am I got everything together for the journey to the hotel. It was not a long journey, but there is an awful lot of snow here in Worcester and I new it would not be easy to dislodge my vehicle from the surrounding snow. I was most certainly right, as it took a full 25 mins to manouveur it into the road and it was 12pm by the time I got to the hotel. This would normally take 15 minutes in total.
On arriving at the hotel I sent a text to my first booking, as I had not heard from him. In the mean time one of my newer regulars had asked if it was possible for him to see him. I wasn't sure what to do. I enjoy seeing this new regular and feeling horny, the worsed scenario would be not seeing anyone. I waited until 12.30pm and then called him back to tell the regular that he could come over. A short while later I got a reply from the original client. Apparently he had forgotten about our booking and was running late and could I fit him in at any other time. I offered him 5.30pm and got no reply and no actual apology.
My regular arrived, hoorah!!! We had some good fun on the bed and the sofa and I showed my appreciation by letting him have one of my 'at discretion' services, which he seemed to enjoy, followed by some cowgirl fun (my request) which ended up with me gushing over his cock (This is the second time it has happened in this way, which is most unusual, but I'm not complaining!) and finally I devoured his cock until it was time to stop. Quite honestly I could have carried on, but he had a meeting to go to and I allegedly had a 3pm booking to get ready for.
Sadly my knight in shining armour left and I was left with yet another unanswered text, so am none the wiser to why my 3pm did not turn up. It's now 5pm and I'm chilling out watching tv, reading magazines and sipping port before a night out with a good friend of mine. We're off to see 'Burlesque' the musical and have a meal together. I'm really looking forward to it and as I have the hotel in the centre of Worcester, I can have a drink or two, without worrying about drink driving, so alls well that ends well.
I wish I understood why clients are incapable of picking up the phone and politely either texting or phoning to let me know they are not able to make it. I would not dream of not showing up for a client, so why is it ok to do it to me? And as my regular said, "It's their loss!". He did actually say something stronger too, but I'm too much of a lady to repeat it.
Tomorrow I have a booking for 1pm in Cheltenham and I have warned the client that I will not be starting out until I have heard from them and had the booking confirmed. Fingers crossed I get one or two more bookings before Christmas, as I seriously need to get rid of some of this sexual tension.
Kate x
Around about 11am I got everything together for the journey to the hotel. It was not a long journey, but there is an awful lot of snow here in Worcester and I new it would not be easy to dislodge my vehicle from the surrounding snow. I was most certainly right, as it took a full 25 mins to manouveur it into the road and it was 12pm by the time I got to the hotel. This would normally take 15 minutes in total.
On arriving at the hotel I sent a text to my first booking, as I had not heard from him. In the mean time one of my newer regulars had asked if it was possible for him to see him. I wasn't sure what to do. I enjoy seeing this new regular and feeling horny, the worsed scenario would be not seeing anyone. I waited until 12.30pm and then called him back to tell the regular that he could come over. A short while later I got a reply from the original client. Apparently he had forgotten about our booking and was running late and could I fit him in at any other time. I offered him 5.30pm and got no reply and no actual apology.
My regular arrived, hoorah!!! We had some good fun on the bed and the sofa and I showed my appreciation by letting him have one of my 'at discretion' services, which he seemed to enjoy, followed by some cowgirl fun (my request) which ended up with me gushing over his cock (This is the second time it has happened in this way, which is most unusual, but I'm not complaining!) and finally I devoured his cock until it was time to stop. Quite honestly I could have carried on, but he had a meeting to go to and I allegedly had a 3pm booking to get ready for.
Sadly my knight in shining armour left and I was left with yet another unanswered text, so am none the wiser to why my 3pm did not turn up. It's now 5pm and I'm chilling out watching tv, reading magazines and sipping port before a night out with a good friend of mine. We're off to see 'Burlesque' the musical and have a meal together. I'm really looking forward to it and as I have the hotel in the centre of Worcester, I can have a drink or two, without worrying about drink driving, so alls well that ends well.
I wish I understood why clients are incapable of picking up the phone and politely either texting or phoning to let me know they are not able to make it. I would not dream of not showing up for a client, so why is it ok to do it to me? And as my regular said, "It's their loss!". He did actually say something stronger too, but I'm too much of a lady to repeat it.
Tomorrow I have a booking for 1pm in Cheltenham and I have warned the client that I will not be starting out until I have heard from them and had the booking confirmed. Fingers crossed I get one or two more bookings before Christmas, as I seriously need to get rid of some of this sexual tension.
Kate x
Sunday 19 December 2010
Snow, snow, snow!!!!
Today I was meant to be going on a trip up north to visit family, but due to the weather it has been postponed. I am a little disappointed as it is an annual event and quite a trek with a 3 hour drive, but hopefully there will be another opportunity before the holiday period is over.
I got up quite early this morning and really wanted to catch the weather before it started to change or the snow had a chance to lose it's virginal good looks. I was out the house by about 9.30am and started my scenic walk with camera in hand. I have to say not being a great walker I really enjoyed myself. I took lots of snaps and stumbled across some families sledging, which was a lovely site to see. There is something rather wholesome and sadly old fashioned about seeing families having fun together and it kind of saddened me that I was not in a position to do so, still I was able to talk to a few strangers on my way and pass the time of day.
Here are a couple of pictues that I have taken. I'm not professional, but they may see the beauty that I saw when I took them.
There are more, but I'm sure this is enough to give you a taste :')
Afterward I went and visited my Mum who was working on Christmas preperations. It was quite funny as she was talking about how silly my sister is being with money and not prioritising and in the next breath she told me she had spent £600 in the last week! I am supposed to be the spend thrift in this family. What do they think they are doing? I am definitely going to be losing my title, as I've not actually spent much this week, but have made a fair bit having spent 3 days in Cheltenham *big smile*.
Having had a nice walk and spent an hour chatting with my Mum, we ventured to the local supermarket on foot. I'm so glad we were on foot too, as when we got to the shop the traffic was grid lock with people trying to get out. It's very badly designed and the same problem is often occurring. It's really not like a major supermarket to cut corners for profit, so I'm not sure why they didn't put a bit more thought into it. (That was me being sarcastic by the way :0))
I decided that roast chicken was in order to combat the cold weather and bought a nice big cauliflower to make cauliflower cheese with. This would be accompanied by roast parsnips, potatoes, bread sauce, stuffing, gravy and the obligatory sprouts. This was nicely washed down with a glass of shiraz.
Having warmed up and had my fill of food and caught up on a few choice programmes, I'm sat wondering how plausible it is for me to venture down to Oxford tomorrow. I have one firm booking with a regular, although nothing else as yet. I of course would not want to let the regular down, but don't have the best vehicle in the world for snow driving, so will have to be very steady as I drive. I will see how the weather looks in the morning and hopefully it will be dry and not too icey on the roads. Perhaps I won't stay too late and venture home the same evening.
It's funny how something so dangerous can be so appealing. I geniunely do love it and really wish I had someone to go sledging with. It would have made my day to join the other people sliding down the hill, but being on my own I just couldn't do it. The downside to being single, still the upside is that I get to meet people like your self with a clear conscience and have a lot of fun, so it's not all bad.
Until the next time, take care, don't take any risks and travel safely.
Kate x
Today I was meant to be going on a trip up north to visit family, but due to the weather it has been postponed. I am a little disappointed as it is an annual event and quite a trek with a 3 hour drive, but hopefully there will be another opportunity before the holiday period is over.
I got up quite early this morning and really wanted to catch the weather before it started to change or the snow had a chance to lose it's virginal good looks. I was out the house by about 9.30am and started my scenic walk with camera in hand. I have to say not being a great walker I really enjoyed myself. I took lots of snaps and stumbled across some families sledging, which was a lovely site to see. There is something rather wholesome and sadly old fashioned about seeing families having fun together and it kind of saddened me that I was not in a position to do so, still I was able to talk to a few strangers on my way and pass the time of day.
Here are a couple of pictues that I have taken. I'm not professional, but they may see the beauty that I saw when I took them.
There are more, but I'm sure this is enough to give you a taste :')
Afterward I went and visited my Mum who was working on Christmas preperations. It was quite funny as she was talking about how silly my sister is being with money and not prioritising and in the next breath she told me she had spent £600 in the last week! I am supposed to be the spend thrift in this family. What do they think they are doing? I am definitely going to be losing my title, as I've not actually spent much this week, but have made a fair bit having spent 3 days in Cheltenham *big smile*.
Having had a nice walk and spent an hour chatting with my Mum, we ventured to the local supermarket on foot. I'm so glad we were on foot too, as when we got to the shop the traffic was grid lock with people trying to get out. It's very badly designed and the same problem is often occurring. It's really not like a major supermarket to cut corners for profit, so I'm not sure why they didn't put a bit more thought into it. (That was me being sarcastic by the way :0))
I decided that roast chicken was in order to combat the cold weather and bought a nice big cauliflower to make cauliflower cheese with. This would be accompanied by roast parsnips, potatoes, bread sauce, stuffing, gravy and the obligatory sprouts. This was nicely washed down with a glass of shiraz.
Having warmed up and had my fill of food and caught up on a few choice programmes, I'm sat wondering how plausible it is for me to venture down to Oxford tomorrow. I have one firm booking with a regular, although nothing else as yet. I of course would not want to let the regular down, but don't have the best vehicle in the world for snow driving, so will have to be very steady as I drive. I will see how the weather looks in the morning and hopefully it will be dry and not too icey on the roads. Perhaps I won't stay too late and venture home the same evening.
It's funny how something so dangerous can be so appealing. I geniunely do love it and really wish I had someone to go sledging with. It would have made my day to join the other people sliding down the hill, but being on my own I just couldn't do it. The downside to being single, still the upside is that I get to meet people like your self with a clear conscience and have a lot of fun, so it's not all bad.
Until the next time, take care, don't take any risks and travel safely.
Kate x
Friday 17 December 2010
Cheltenham Christmas Tour 15th to 17th December 2010
I arrived in Cheltenham on Wednesday afternoon with not one booking for that day. The apartment was nice with a lovely kitchen and lounge area and seemed to be fully equipt. However, it didn't take long to start noticing where corners had been cut, which is such a shame, as I would have loved to use this place again, but really don't feel it is good enough.
What has led me to this decision. In all there are 3 remote controls for the television. One turns it on, another changes channel and another allows you to watch DVDs. You can change the volume with any of the remotes, but try and change channel with the remote control and you're left with a grey fuzz and I spent ages trying to work out how I could get a picture again, until I final flipped and called the landlord. I also found that the free wifi was not working. I had put in the code and could see a good strong signal, but it just wouldn't let me use it. Again I had to phone up, which I did on the second day and I was told to turn the internet off and on again. Hooray! it worked, for a few hours and then went back to it's old habits. I'm now attached via the ethernet, so I can't use it in the bedroom, sigh!
Next it was getting cold and all the heating was turned off. It took me until the third day to work out what the problem was and like all moments of inspiration it happened while I was sat on the toilet. The radiator in there was right next to me and I noticed unlike the other radiators it had a little rubber press button, which I duly pressed and like magic an orange light came on and heat came out. I proceeded to try and press down the same slot area on all the heaters with the end of a spoon, but only the one in my bedroom would work. Still it was progress!
Most importantly would be the beds. The bed in my room was a very low continental wooden bed. On the first evening I was lucky enough to get a booking and mid fun we heard a bang and felt a slump. Of course being rather busy, we didn't stop to check it straight away, but afterwards I pulled up the mattress to find that the slats had all fallen through and the metal spine through the centre had come off it's screws which were on the floor. I also noticed they had used masking tape to try and keep the slats in place along the centre. Basically the foundation of the bed was shot and it was never going to take any kind of weight, let alone the weight of one person on top of another getting jiggidy.
I rang the landlord up and asked if it was possible to be moved, but apparently every room was taken and he agreed to come over and have a look, which is literally what he did. He didn't think to bring a tool kit with him. He then said he would come and sort it out after work around 5pm the next day. Oh great! I had 5 bookings for Thursday!
Thursday did not go quite to plan, as you can imagine. Finally I called them up and told them not to worry until after I have gone, although I did query about the heating at this point, which is when I was being told to press the button, "What button?" I kept asking, to which I was just being told 'the button!'. I couldn't take it any more and just said I would sort it out.
I'm reliably told that the other bed, which is of your more conventional type, was not much better. It is apparently lumpy and squeaks! I'm not sure about you, but personally I find squeaking to be terribly off putting.
Oh I just remembered another thing that was rather odd and I would say a terrible misjudgement. Who in their right mind puts a fire alarm two feet away from the oven? The slightest hint of heat coming from the oven and it started to beep like mad. Even after I turned the oven off it continued to beep. How frustrating is that? Tonight I decided to use the microwave, as I wasn't going through that again.
Thankfully having ironed out all the little problems of the apartment, I was able to work a reasonably stress free day today and had 3 more visits.
I have to say that the highlight of this tour has to be having met an older gentleman yesterday who was kind enough to offer me a massage. It is the first time anyone has given me one in the capacity as Escort and if I'm honest, the first one I have had in many years. It was not only erotic, but blissfull and momentarily felt like I was being spoilt, instead of doing the spoiling (which I am happy to do), but all the same it was something I will remember for a very long time.
My last point of thought is a little less cheery. There is one gentleman I have met twice before who lives this way. He is someone that I enjoyed meeting and the last time I came here he missed me, as he did not see I was here in time. Bearing this in mind I sent him a text, just to let him know I was back. I tried to keep it discrete and not too obvious of who I was in case it got into the wrong hands. The text came back, "who is this" I replied with my profile name and the text back said, 'No longer interested, take me off your list'.
I suppose I'm supposed to just think, oh well never mind, but I couldn't help getting upset that he thought I was mailshotting him. He was the only person I contacted, because he was the only one that showed regret in missing me last time. I'm not a cut throat business woman who harrasses people in to booking her. Yes I advertise where I can, but usually people come back to me because they want to. I have a really bad memory myself, so thought I was being helpfull. Anyway, that was the one and only thing that upset me, so I guess I didn't do too badly. The downside of being an Escort, is it's disposable nature and like all things that can be bought or sold, you can grow tired of it and move on. As I'm often being told. I mustn't take it personally.
I will be back in Cheltenham again the two days before Christmas, but using a hotel room and not an apartment. Hopefully the few people I was not able to see this time, will be able to see me then. To all those I met over the last few days, thank you for making my visit a pleasant one and for feeding my dirty habit lol (You know what I mean). Back to watching the porn for a few days now and hopefully some respite from it on Monday if the weather doesn't stop me from going to Oxford.
Kate xx
What has led me to this decision. In all there are 3 remote controls for the television. One turns it on, another changes channel and another allows you to watch DVDs. You can change the volume with any of the remotes, but try and change channel with the remote control and you're left with a grey fuzz and I spent ages trying to work out how I could get a picture again, until I final flipped and called the landlord. I also found that the free wifi was not working. I had put in the code and could see a good strong signal, but it just wouldn't let me use it. Again I had to phone up, which I did on the second day and I was told to turn the internet off and on again. Hooray! it worked, for a few hours and then went back to it's old habits. I'm now attached via the ethernet, so I can't use it in the bedroom, sigh!
Next it was getting cold and all the heating was turned off. It took me until the third day to work out what the problem was and like all moments of inspiration it happened while I was sat on the toilet. The radiator in there was right next to me and I noticed unlike the other radiators it had a little rubber press button, which I duly pressed and like magic an orange light came on and heat came out. I proceeded to try and press down the same slot area on all the heaters with the end of a spoon, but only the one in my bedroom would work. Still it was progress!
Most importantly would be the beds. The bed in my room was a very low continental wooden bed. On the first evening I was lucky enough to get a booking and mid fun we heard a bang and felt a slump. Of course being rather busy, we didn't stop to check it straight away, but afterwards I pulled up the mattress to find that the slats had all fallen through and the metal spine through the centre had come off it's screws which were on the floor. I also noticed they had used masking tape to try and keep the slats in place along the centre. Basically the foundation of the bed was shot and it was never going to take any kind of weight, let alone the weight of one person on top of another getting jiggidy.
I rang the landlord up and asked if it was possible to be moved, but apparently every room was taken and he agreed to come over and have a look, which is literally what he did. He didn't think to bring a tool kit with him. He then said he would come and sort it out after work around 5pm the next day. Oh great! I had 5 bookings for Thursday!
Thursday did not go quite to plan, as you can imagine. Finally I called them up and told them not to worry until after I have gone, although I did query about the heating at this point, which is when I was being told to press the button, "What button?" I kept asking, to which I was just being told 'the button!'. I couldn't take it any more and just said I would sort it out.
I'm reliably told that the other bed, which is of your more conventional type, was not much better. It is apparently lumpy and squeaks! I'm not sure about you, but personally I find squeaking to be terribly off putting.
Oh I just remembered another thing that was rather odd and I would say a terrible misjudgement. Who in their right mind puts a fire alarm two feet away from the oven? The slightest hint of heat coming from the oven and it started to beep like mad. Even after I turned the oven off it continued to beep. How frustrating is that? Tonight I decided to use the microwave, as I wasn't going through that again.
Thankfully having ironed out all the little problems of the apartment, I was able to work a reasonably stress free day today and had 3 more visits.
I have to say that the highlight of this tour has to be having met an older gentleman yesterday who was kind enough to offer me a massage. It is the first time anyone has given me one in the capacity as Escort and if I'm honest, the first one I have had in many years. It was not only erotic, but blissfull and momentarily felt like I was being spoilt, instead of doing the spoiling (which I am happy to do), but all the same it was something I will remember for a very long time.
My last point of thought is a little less cheery. There is one gentleman I have met twice before who lives this way. He is someone that I enjoyed meeting and the last time I came here he missed me, as he did not see I was here in time. Bearing this in mind I sent him a text, just to let him know I was back. I tried to keep it discrete and not too obvious of who I was in case it got into the wrong hands. The text came back, "who is this" I replied with my profile name and the text back said, 'No longer interested, take me off your list'.
I suppose I'm supposed to just think, oh well never mind, but I couldn't help getting upset that he thought I was mailshotting him. He was the only person I contacted, because he was the only one that showed regret in missing me last time. I'm not a cut throat business woman who harrasses people in to booking her. Yes I advertise where I can, but usually people come back to me because they want to. I have a really bad memory myself, so thought I was being helpfull. Anyway, that was the one and only thing that upset me, so I guess I didn't do too badly. The downside of being an Escort, is it's disposable nature and like all things that can be bought or sold, you can grow tired of it and move on. As I'm often being told. I mustn't take it personally.
I will be back in Cheltenham again the two days before Christmas, but using a hotel room and not an apartment. Hopefully the few people I was not able to see this time, will be able to see me then. To all those I met over the last few days, thank you for making my visit a pleasant one and for feeding my dirty habit lol (You know what I mean). Back to watching the porn for a few days now and hopefully some respite from it on Monday if the weather doesn't stop me from going to Oxford.
Kate xx
Tuesday 14 December 2010
Christmas Spirit
It would be true to say that I am starting to get excited!!!!! Even more so since the weather forecast is saying that it will likely be snowing on Christmas day, which is always good for setting the atmosphere and bringing back the child within.
Last week when we had the frost I took some pictures of the plants and frosted objects in my back garden. I find the chrystals enveloping everything so beautiful. At the time I was cursing my digital camera for not being good enough, but actually some of the pics have come out looking rather beautiful.
I hope you like them, I had a lot of fun taking them, even if I was running round like a lune with a 10 second timer lol. Maybe if you are intending to book me between now and Christmas you can help me take some more?
Finally and I expect more interestingly to you. I have radically decided to reduce my rates with the run up to Christmas. I have also decided to offer half hour bookings, as I do understand that time is as tight as money at this time of year. It will only be while I am working away from home, but I have quite a few things booked up in the next few days, so plenty of opportunity to take advantage. So here it is...
Last week when we had the frost I took some pictures of the plants and frosted objects in my back garden. I find the chrystals enveloping everything so beautiful. At the time I was cursing my digital camera for not being good enough, but actually some of the pics have come out looking rather beautiful.
Isn't it pretty!!!!!
This week I have been thinking about what I can do to get into the Christmas spirit and this has manifested itself in two ways. Firstly yesterday I decided to take some Christmasy pictures of me in my Santa costumes and I've also put them on to the adultwork Christmas competition. If any one here happens to be on Adultwork and likes me, I would really really appreciate your votes. I'm curvaceouskate (strangely) on adultwork and the competition is in the humour section that you can find at the top on the bar right hand side. There are only 15 people competing, so it won't be hard to find me. You may even recognise me lol.
Here are a couple of the pictures I took.
I hope you like them, I had a lot of fun taking them, even if I was running round like a lune with a 10 second timer lol. Maybe if you are intending to book me between now and Christmas you can help me take some more?
Finally and I expect more interestingly to you. I have radically decided to reduce my rates with the run up to Christmas. I have also decided to offer half hour bookings, as I do understand that time is as tight as money at this time of year. It will only be while I am working away from home, but I have quite a few things booked up in the next few days, so plenty of opportunity to take advantage. So here it is...
Normal Rate
Half hour - £90
One hour - £140
Two hours - £230
Three hours - £320
Four hours - £410
Five hours - £500
Over night - £700
Christmas Rate
Half hour - £70
One hour - £120
Two hours - £220
Three hours - £310
Four hours - £400
Five hours - £500
Over night - £600
When can you take advantage of these rates? Don't worry, I've not decreased the rate only to say that I have no time to see you. I have actually got a lot of days open for this and would love to see you. I will only be doing these rates on 'incall' basis, as I have paid for accomodation in order to offer the time. These are my locations and times from now until Christmas.
Wednesday 15th - Cheltenham Apartment - 3pm to midnight
Thursday 16th - Cheltenham Apartment - 9am to midnight
Friday 17th - Cheltenham Apartment - 11am to midnight
Monday 20th - Oxford hotel (OX2 area) - 2.30pm to midnight
Wednesday 22nd - Worcester hotel - 1pm to 10pm
Thursday 23rd - Cheltenham hotel - 1pm to 10pm
Friday 24th (Christmas Eve) - Cheltenham hotel - 10am to 6pm
My rates will be returning to normal after the 24th December, although I have decided not to put my rates up in January despite VAT going up.
My final offer of the year is with regards to New Year's Eve. I usually spend new year with my friends and we have a great time, but being single when it comes to twelve O' clock I'm reminded that I am on my own and it does tend to put me on a temporary downer. I thought this year instead of going through this feeling, wouldn't it be nice to be spending the evening with someone in a similar position to myself. Someone who may or may not want a partner and all the hassle that comes with it, but misses the intimacy, the cuddles and kisses and would like to spend this evening with someone special. Let me be that someone special!
We could go to a party together and dance the night away, or go out for a romantic meal and fine dining or you could even cook for me at your own home, some nice background music etc. Then when that clock strikes twelve we can be in a warm embrace, kissing passionately and enjoying the moment together.
With this in mind I have decided to offer two scenarios. One being an evening starting from or after 7pm (depending on your requirements) and ending at 1am. This would be based on a rate of £400. If a hotel is needed I'm afraid this is not included in the rate. The second scenario would be as above with me coming to you any time after 7pm and leaving around 10am in the morning for just £500! (hotel room not included).
Why not make the evening special and spend it with me!
If I don't get to see you before Christmas, have a lovely time. Enjoy being around the ones you love and if for any reason it's not the best time of year for you, remember that I'm available to give you some quality time and remind you how special you really are.
Take care and HAPPY CHRISTMAS!
Kate xxxx
Friday 10 December 2010
10th December 2010
December has been an interesting month so far. I've had a bit of a roller coaster ride thinking about it.
It started rather good with a keen blog reader of mine noticing that I sometimes gush and being of competitive nature, he decided he was going to repeat the experience, which I only new about after the event had happened and then twigged (not that I am complaining). He is one of the most adorable men I know and the mix of good company and a real need to satisfy my needs, is rather charming.
Four days later and after feeling a tad guilty having to cancel a booking, I later that day got a one hour booking with a rather delicious young man. He had lovely straight teeth (I know I'm bonkers!). This of course put me in a much better mood and frame of mind for the rest of the day.
During the evening I was off to Gloucester to meet up with a friend who had invited me to watch the 'Bluetones' with him. It was quite an intermate venue and was adequately full enough to make a great atmosphere. I have to admit I don't know the band that well, but it was obvious I was one of many few, as most were happily singing along to the songs and bopping to the music. It was a really fun night out. Thankfully I didn't have to drive home, as the good old Travelodge was not too far from the venue and with one of their offers, cheap as chips.
Wednesday I had a room booked to use if needed and for the first time in ages no takers. I was getting calls, but all looking for the following week. Do you think everyone is making use of their orange Wednesday and down the flicks? lol.
Thursday I was working in a different capactity in the morning, then back home to find that I had the house to myself in the evening and had two very nice bookings.
I had a really weird phone call off an obvious timewaster. He was asking me lots of questions that were easily answered by looking at my profile, but still I tried to answer them (via phone call) up until the point where he asked me what I thought about incest? What are you meant to say to that? He just had to be trying to wind me up and I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction. Weirdo!
Today has been a lovely day so far. I got to watch a nativity play starring a family member, followed by mulled wine and mincepies and now I'm just chilling at home. I have the rest of the day to myself and hopefully will have some company before the end of the day.
It started rather good with a keen blog reader of mine noticing that I sometimes gush and being of competitive nature, he decided he was going to repeat the experience, which I only new about after the event had happened and then twigged (not that I am complaining). He is one of the most adorable men I know and the mix of good company and a real need to satisfy my needs, is rather charming.
Four days later and after feeling a tad guilty having to cancel a booking, I later that day got a one hour booking with a rather delicious young man. He had lovely straight teeth (I know I'm bonkers!). This of course put me in a much better mood and frame of mind for the rest of the day.
During the evening I was off to Gloucester to meet up with a friend who had invited me to watch the 'Bluetones' with him. It was quite an intermate venue and was adequately full enough to make a great atmosphere. I have to admit I don't know the band that well, but it was obvious I was one of many few, as most were happily singing along to the songs and bopping to the music. It was a really fun night out. Thankfully I didn't have to drive home, as the good old Travelodge was not too far from the venue and with one of their offers, cheap as chips.
Wednesday I had a room booked to use if needed and for the first time in ages no takers. I was getting calls, but all looking for the following week. Do you think everyone is making use of their orange Wednesday and down the flicks? lol.
Thursday I was working in a different capactity in the morning, then back home to find that I had the house to myself in the evening and had two very nice bookings.
I had a really weird phone call off an obvious timewaster. He was asking me lots of questions that were easily answered by looking at my profile, but still I tried to answer them (via phone call) up until the point where he asked me what I thought about incest? What are you meant to say to that? He just had to be trying to wind me up and I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction. Weirdo!
Today has been a lovely day so far. I got to watch a nativity play starring a family member, followed by mulled wine and mincepies and now I'm just chilling at home. I have the rest of the day to myself and hopefully will have some company before the end of the day.
Tuesday 7 December 2010
Guilty Secret
I'm feeling a tad miserable this morning.
I had a lovely gentleman call me yesterday and book me for two hours this morning for an incall. Unfortunately I had to cancel and I'm feeling so many emotions you wouldn't believe.
Guilt - I feel guilty for not being able to cancel until just over half an hour before the booking, despite him having sent me a confirmation text over an hour before.
Guilt - I feel guilty for having this secret life that my son knows nothing about and having to act like everything is normal, when really I'm annoyed that he hasn't gone to college this morning and didn't know why it was important for me to know.
Frustration- I feel frustrated that I have let someone down and it is totally out of my hands. I'm here, the house has been tidied and I was looking forward to the booking.
Disappointment - For a two hour booking I would have got £230. At this time of year with Christmas around the corner, I was really looking forward to the money and ironically I wanted to buy some things for my son with the money and put the rest in the bank. I guess I made the mistake of mentally spending the money before I had got it, but at this time of year, with added heating bills etc, it just doesn't go as far as you would like it to and as I only have a few working hours available to me, I am not one of those escorts with lots of money at my finger tips.
Secrets - I hate keeping secrets. I hate that although I love the escorting that I do, in order to continue doing it I have to keep it a secret. I can't tell my son that I need the house for work. It's not because I'm embarrassed about what I do, but because I don't want him to suffer from any back lash that he might be subjected to should anyone else find out about it, the fact that his Gran would probably not talk to me if she found out, the fact that it would change everything and not for the better. He is the most important person in my life and I love him deeply and the idea of blowing his world out of the water hurts.
Concerned - I'm concerned that the client will think badly of me and assume that I had just got a better offer or had handled the situation badly. I really couldn't have told them any sooner, as I was not aware. I hate the fact that my reputation as a reliable person may be in question. This is the second time in 12 months that I have had to cancel, which I don't think is too bad a record, but as someone who cares, it still grates on me.
Sad - I hate the fact that I don't feel in control. I wish life could be a little easier.
I don't know if the client is likely to read this or not, but I am really sorry and not just because I needed the money. I know you were looking forward to meeting me and I know I gave you very little notice, but there really was nothing I could do about it.
I imagine this blog is likely to put some people off. It's not exactly bright and cheery and there is no one to blame in this situation, but the situation itself. It's not about being forced to do escorting, even though I admit, I started because I needed the money. I happen to really enjoy the work and have found it to be a very enjoyable way to put things right, it's just me being me, worrying about other people, wanting to be understood, wanting to be perfect and not managing it and I guess having to deal with a rubbish situation on my own again. You know what they say, 'A problem shared is a problem halved', so I'm sharing this with you, in the hope it will make me feel better.
What can I say other than, SORRY x
I had a lovely gentleman call me yesterday and book me for two hours this morning for an incall. Unfortunately I had to cancel and I'm feeling so many emotions you wouldn't believe.
Guilt - I feel guilty for not being able to cancel until just over half an hour before the booking, despite him having sent me a confirmation text over an hour before.
Guilt - I feel guilty for having this secret life that my son knows nothing about and having to act like everything is normal, when really I'm annoyed that he hasn't gone to college this morning and didn't know why it was important for me to know.
Frustration- I feel frustrated that I have let someone down and it is totally out of my hands. I'm here, the house has been tidied and I was looking forward to the booking.
Disappointment - For a two hour booking I would have got £230. At this time of year with Christmas around the corner, I was really looking forward to the money and ironically I wanted to buy some things for my son with the money and put the rest in the bank. I guess I made the mistake of mentally spending the money before I had got it, but at this time of year, with added heating bills etc, it just doesn't go as far as you would like it to and as I only have a few working hours available to me, I am not one of those escorts with lots of money at my finger tips.
Secrets - I hate keeping secrets. I hate that although I love the escorting that I do, in order to continue doing it I have to keep it a secret. I can't tell my son that I need the house for work. It's not because I'm embarrassed about what I do, but because I don't want him to suffer from any back lash that he might be subjected to should anyone else find out about it, the fact that his Gran would probably not talk to me if she found out, the fact that it would change everything and not for the better. He is the most important person in my life and I love him deeply and the idea of blowing his world out of the water hurts.
Concerned - I'm concerned that the client will think badly of me and assume that I had just got a better offer or had handled the situation badly. I really couldn't have told them any sooner, as I was not aware. I hate the fact that my reputation as a reliable person may be in question. This is the second time in 12 months that I have had to cancel, which I don't think is too bad a record, but as someone who cares, it still grates on me.
Sad - I hate the fact that I don't feel in control. I wish life could be a little easier.
I don't know if the client is likely to read this or not, but I am really sorry and not just because I needed the money. I know you were looking forward to meeting me and I know I gave you very little notice, but there really was nothing I could do about it.
I imagine this blog is likely to put some people off. It's not exactly bright and cheery and there is no one to blame in this situation, but the situation itself. It's not about being forced to do escorting, even though I admit, I started because I needed the money. I happen to really enjoy the work and have found it to be a very enjoyable way to put things right, it's just me being me, worrying about other people, wanting to be understood, wanting to be perfect and not managing it and I guess having to deal with a rubbish situation on my own again. You know what they say, 'A problem shared is a problem halved', so I'm sharing this with you, in the hope it will make me feel better.
What can I say other than, SORRY x
Sunday 5 December 2010
The Pro's and Con's of Being an Escort
Some times it can be the best job in the world. An example of this is when having met a client for the second time, he admitted to me how his life had turned a corner since meeting me. He said he had grown in self confidence and although he still doubted himself and his ability sexually, he realised that he still had lots to offer (or at least this was the sentiment of the conversation). In some ways prior to meeting me he was going through life blinkered, because he never saw himself as someone worth dating and all of a sudden his eyes had been opened and he was noticing signs of interest and actually had a love interest.
Having this conversation was good for me. I know my job works on many levels and the act of sex really has very little to do with it all, although of course is relevant. Being able to meet someone without the worry of rejection, being able to be intimate with someone who knows what they are doing, is happy to respond and not just be intimate with you, but enjoy your company, may be something that isn't always there and we spend so much time working and looking after other people, sometimes our own needs are neglected. I love that I am able to restore the equilibrium, help to destress and relax someome who probably hasn't given themselves 5 minutes to unwind in weeks or months or even longer.
Another chap I met recently appears to have a very similar background to myself. I think it may have occurred to both of us at some point that if we had met 20 years earlier, we may have even ended up together. Life has a funny way of working in parallels. You could be living an identical life to someone you pass by in the street and never actually know them. How do you know when you are walking by the person you are meant to be with? However, without all the complications and worries of 'life' we simply get on very well, enjoy each others company and feel very natural in each others presents, although I may be bringing out his wicked side, as I for some reason get that vibe from him and want to see how it develops.
These are examples of the great side of escorting, but sadly they are not all like that. Unfortunately the job also includes a smattering of pure 'fantasists'. Men that never or just occassionally actually use Escorts, but in the main enjoy using up as much of their time as they can via text or email. Only this morning I had a text off a gent who has spent many a happy hour trying to wind me up and bate me. Of course when I was new to Escorting I was an easy target, but over a year in I won't accept the timewasting so lightly.
He sent me a text asking me if I could see his this morning for an incall and unusually for a Sunday, yes I am. I agree to meet him and we're all happy. I have a few things I need to do in preperation, including family responsibilities and am trying to do these things while he continues to text me about anything he can think of, such as, 'do I remember', 'do I mind', 'can he have a shower' blah blah. Bearing in mind he originally wanted to meet at 10.30am my fuse finally flipped when he decided he needed to go home to get cleaned up before coming over and wanted to move the time to 12pm after I told him 11.30am was latest due to other bookings.
Why do this? Why take up my whole morning talking drival when all he had to do was book the time and be here? Why talk when you can do? I've never really understood this. We have met twice before, so it's not like he needed to be reassured that I was right for him. He knows what I look like and what I enjoy doing. He's also miraculously gone from being Dom to being sub and I'm not very Domme, so goal post change!
I guess I am annoyed. We have Christmas around the corner, I have presents to wrap, the house to prepare and make nice and cosy for the cold nights in and food to cook and I've been attached to my phone all morning. Perhaps I should be firmer with myself and when I decide someone is a timewaster literally change their name on my phone to indicate this and take the identity away. That way I don't think, Hmmm... I wonder if they are being sincere this time? I wonder if they have changed? I wonder if they really do want to meet this time? Only to find that the same old rubbish is regurgitated in a slightly different form.
There is also the liberty taker. The one that knows you don't do bareback, but thinks they can get away with it if they try enough times, or the one that doesn't actually listen, but likes to push limits and play games. Or lastly the one that promises you the earth (despite you not asking or wanting it) thinking they will get a better service (which they won't as I always give 100%) and then they never deliver. Really, why do it?
In all honesty, the pro's do out weight the con's ten fold, but what a shame they are there at all. If you do find yourself playing games with some poor escort for your own amusement, just stop for a moment and remember that she is a human, with responsibilities and a life. This is a job, not who she is. You could be taking work away from her and that is not nice or funny, but selfish and thoughtless. Remember we all have bills to pay and your Tom foolery is not helping her pay hers.
For those of you who know how to treat a woman and enjoy using escorts. Thank you for being who you are and for making my job far more enjoyable than I ever thought it possible. I geniunely love my job and it is because of men like you.
Kate x
Having this conversation was good for me. I know my job works on many levels and the act of sex really has very little to do with it all, although of course is relevant. Being able to meet someone without the worry of rejection, being able to be intimate with someone who knows what they are doing, is happy to respond and not just be intimate with you, but enjoy your company, may be something that isn't always there and we spend so much time working and looking after other people, sometimes our own needs are neglected. I love that I am able to restore the equilibrium, help to destress and relax someome who probably hasn't given themselves 5 minutes to unwind in weeks or months or even longer.
Another chap I met recently appears to have a very similar background to myself. I think it may have occurred to both of us at some point that if we had met 20 years earlier, we may have even ended up together. Life has a funny way of working in parallels. You could be living an identical life to someone you pass by in the street and never actually know them. How do you know when you are walking by the person you are meant to be with? However, without all the complications and worries of 'life' we simply get on very well, enjoy each others company and feel very natural in each others presents, although I may be bringing out his wicked side, as I for some reason get that vibe from him and want to see how it develops.
These are examples of the great side of escorting, but sadly they are not all like that. Unfortunately the job also includes a smattering of pure 'fantasists'. Men that never or just occassionally actually use Escorts, but in the main enjoy using up as much of their time as they can via text or email. Only this morning I had a text off a gent who has spent many a happy hour trying to wind me up and bate me. Of course when I was new to Escorting I was an easy target, but over a year in I won't accept the timewasting so lightly.
He sent me a text asking me if I could see his this morning for an incall and unusually for a Sunday, yes I am. I agree to meet him and we're all happy. I have a few things I need to do in preperation, including family responsibilities and am trying to do these things while he continues to text me about anything he can think of, such as, 'do I remember', 'do I mind', 'can he have a shower' blah blah. Bearing in mind he originally wanted to meet at 10.30am my fuse finally flipped when he decided he needed to go home to get cleaned up before coming over and wanted to move the time to 12pm after I told him 11.30am was latest due to other bookings.
Why do this? Why take up my whole morning talking drival when all he had to do was book the time and be here? Why talk when you can do? I've never really understood this. We have met twice before, so it's not like he needed to be reassured that I was right for him. He knows what I look like and what I enjoy doing. He's also miraculously gone from being Dom to being sub and I'm not very Domme, so goal post change!
I guess I am annoyed. We have Christmas around the corner, I have presents to wrap, the house to prepare and make nice and cosy for the cold nights in and food to cook and I've been attached to my phone all morning. Perhaps I should be firmer with myself and when I decide someone is a timewaster literally change their name on my phone to indicate this and take the identity away. That way I don't think, Hmmm... I wonder if they are being sincere this time? I wonder if they have changed? I wonder if they really do want to meet this time? Only to find that the same old rubbish is regurgitated in a slightly different form.
There is also the liberty taker. The one that knows you don't do bareback, but thinks they can get away with it if they try enough times, or the one that doesn't actually listen, but likes to push limits and play games. Or lastly the one that promises you the earth (despite you not asking or wanting it) thinking they will get a better service (which they won't as I always give 100%) and then they never deliver. Really, why do it?
In all honesty, the pro's do out weight the con's ten fold, but what a shame they are there at all. If you do find yourself playing games with some poor escort for your own amusement, just stop for a moment and remember that she is a human, with responsibilities and a life. This is a job, not who she is. You could be taking work away from her and that is not nice or funny, but selfish and thoughtless. Remember we all have bills to pay and your Tom foolery is not helping her pay hers.
For those of you who know how to treat a woman and enjoy using escorts. Thank you for being who you are and for making my job far more enjoyable than I ever thought it possible. I geniunely love my job and it is because of men like you.
Kate x
Wednesday 1 December 2010
A Gushing Good Time
Today I met a gentleman for the second time. It was a nice early booking at 10.30am, which suits me well, as I'm always horny in the morning. He requested that I wear pvc, give a gfe and talk dirty, which is a little confusing (do you know many girlfriends who would do this?) However, I do love dressing up and set to task to see what I had to be pleasing on the eye.
I recently invested in some over the knee red pvc boots, which I teamed up with some red pvc suspenders and wore black stockings that had red lace tops. For the top I had a black lace dress, which is very figure hugging and off the shoulder, with long sleeves and a black pvc corset, with zip front and red pipping. I decided to wear my hair up, as he had also requested CIM and I wanted him to be able to see me while I took his cock in my mouth,
He arrived just as I had lit the candles in my bedroom and put on some crooning music (Mr Bublie of course!) We went back upstairs and straight to my room. He seemed pleased with my choice of clothing and quickly began to strip off his winter layers with a little help from my self. Some soft seductive kisses, a little exploration with my mouth of his delicious cock and he proceeded to devour my pussy with his tongue and lips.
Having woken our bodies we lay on the bed and I once again took command of his cock with my mouth. He asked if he could take a picture, which I agreed to with the use of a blindfold. Once the blindfold was on I plunged back on to his cock with my willing and eager mouth, while he took a couple of pictures. I think perhaps he found this not so easy to do while enjoying the sensual stimulation of my mouth at the same time, although he did manage to get one rather naughty shot.
Having felt his rigid cock in my mouth I was finding it hard not to pounce on him and asked politely if I may do so. Thankfully he agreed and allowed me to reach for the condoms and mount him. He has a rather large girth and slightly above average length, which works well with my pussy. Not that I'm into BDSM as such, but as I fucked him he began to suck on my nipples and spank my bottom. The spanking hurt a little and I was in two minds as to if I should ask him to stop or not when my body took over and I gushed over his cock. I found the whole act very erotic, despite feeling a tad sore, the pain soon faded and was taken over by the sensation of pure pleasure. I believe he was rather pleased to feel how wet I was too and fucked me harder in the doggie position, where we could both hear the squelching of my juices.
After a good time of fucking he lay on the bed, took off the condom and commanded that I should put the blindfold back on and suck him off until he came in my mouth. I of course, willingly agreed and took him as deeply as I could while he thrusted deeper again into my mouth. He then told me to suck his balls while he stroked his cock. We then kissed as I stroked his balls and he stroked his cock until he announced that he was going to cum, he then pushed my head back down to recieve his cock, which I took so deep when he came it hit the back of my throat before filling my mouth. I stayed firmly over his cock until I felt the last shudder of his body, at which point I moved back up to his face and kissed him, with his cum mixing between our mouths.
I of course cleaned him up before having a cuddle, followed by a massage and a challenge to make him cum a second time in the last 10 minutes. I'm not bragging, but 5 minutes later he was in the shower :) I'm sure if given a little more time I could have managed a 3rd or 4th time too. I wonder if he is up to that challenge?
My one and only booking today (due to other commitments, not lack of bookings) so I was looking forward to it and it totally lived up to expectation.
If my client should read this (which I am sure you will). Thank your for a lovely morning and I look forward to the next time. xxxxx
ps. For those of you thinking because I gushed in this blog that you will easily get me to gush, please think again. I have only gushed during penetration once before while escorting and less than a handful of times in total. I am more likely to gush while being fingered and that is also rare. You are of course welcome to try, but there is no guarantee.
I recently invested in some over the knee red pvc boots, which I teamed up with some red pvc suspenders and wore black stockings that had red lace tops. For the top I had a black lace dress, which is very figure hugging and off the shoulder, with long sleeves and a black pvc corset, with zip front and red pipping. I decided to wear my hair up, as he had also requested CIM and I wanted him to be able to see me while I took his cock in my mouth,
He arrived just as I had lit the candles in my bedroom and put on some crooning music (Mr Bublie of course!) We went back upstairs and straight to my room. He seemed pleased with my choice of clothing and quickly began to strip off his winter layers with a little help from my self. Some soft seductive kisses, a little exploration with my mouth of his delicious cock and he proceeded to devour my pussy with his tongue and lips.
Having woken our bodies we lay on the bed and I once again took command of his cock with my mouth. He asked if he could take a picture, which I agreed to with the use of a blindfold. Once the blindfold was on I plunged back on to his cock with my willing and eager mouth, while he took a couple of pictures. I think perhaps he found this not so easy to do while enjoying the sensual stimulation of my mouth at the same time, although he did manage to get one rather naughty shot.
Having felt his rigid cock in my mouth I was finding it hard not to pounce on him and asked politely if I may do so. Thankfully he agreed and allowed me to reach for the condoms and mount him. He has a rather large girth and slightly above average length, which works well with my pussy. Not that I'm into BDSM as such, but as I fucked him he began to suck on my nipples and spank my bottom. The spanking hurt a little and I was in two minds as to if I should ask him to stop or not when my body took over and I gushed over his cock. I found the whole act very erotic, despite feeling a tad sore, the pain soon faded and was taken over by the sensation of pure pleasure. I believe he was rather pleased to feel how wet I was too and fucked me harder in the doggie position, where we could both hear the squelching of my juices.
After a good time of fucking he lay on the bed, took off the condom and commanded that I should put the blindfold back on and suck him off until he came in my mouth. I of course, willingly agreed and took him as deeply as I could while he thrusted deeper again into my mouth. He then told me to suck his balls while he stroked his cock. We then kissed as I stroked his balls and he stroked his cock until he announced that he was going to cum, he then pushed my head back down to recieve his cock, which I took so deep when he came it hit the back of my throat before filling my mouth. I stayed firmly over his cock until I felt the last shudder of his body, at which point I moved back up to his face and kissed him, with his cum mixing between our mouths.
I of course cleaned him up before having a cuddle, followed by a massage and a challenge to make him cum a second time in the last 10 minutes. I'm not bragging, but 5 minutes later he was in the shower :) I'm sure if given a little more time I could have managed a 3rd or 4th time too. I wonder if he is up to that challenge?
My one and only booking today (due to other commitments, not lack of bookings) so I was looking forward to it and it totally lived up to expectation.
If my client should read this (which I am sure you will). Thank your for a lovely morning and I look forward to the next time. xxxxx
ps. For those of you thinking because I gushed in this blog that you will easily get me to gush, please think again. I have only gushed during penetration once before while escorting and less than a handful of times in total. I am more likely to gush while being fingered and that is also rare. You are of course welcome to try, but there is no guarantee.
Sunday 28 November 2010
Unimpressed with La Perla & Agent Provocateur
I hate lingerie snobs! Especially ones that don't know the difference between buying in to a brand and real quality when they see it.
Before I started escorting I was blissfully unaware of these brands and where I am not really an Ann Summers fan, I had some very nice items of lingerie, but they were not these brands stated. Since becoming an Escort I have come across some real brand snobbery and I'm about to tell you what I really think of these products.
La Perla -
I came across my first La Perla shop only yesterday while shopping at the outlet shop in Bicester. I am looking for a new suspender belt, as my favourite is starting to look a little dog eared and the other ones I have are too big, since I have lost weight since buying them. They had one plain black one (which is what I wanted) and it was tiny. They do 3 sizes and I'm pretty sure their largest one is equivalent to a size 12. I do wonder if this is to ensure that it will look nice on the wearer due to them being slim, rather than having to worry about looking good with curves. This was being sold at £90 (remembering this is an outlet shop) and its only saving grace is that it did have metal suspenders, otherwise it looked no different to a Leg Avenue bet at £12.99.
They were selling bra's with no double sizes! Don't they know that most escorts are a DD? I'm afraid I do conform to this, so was a little depressed that I couldn't take advantage of their sale. They showed me a 38C which was flesh coloured and basic and I'm afraid I put my nose up in the air and flounced out of the shop.
Agent Provocateur -
The outlet also has an Agent Provocateur shop. They do have larger sizes and I happily bought a bra and knicker set from them the last time I was there. However, today while looking for the suspenders I was shocked when they brought out a bag of XL suspenders (I am between a 14/16 UK sizes). They had one pair of black suspenders that quite frankly looked miniscule. The lady was busy working between me and a few other customers, so I took the opportunity to look through the other suspender belts. I picked out 3 and put them against each other. There was approx an inch and a half more width between the ones offered me and another pair and an inch between mine and another pair. Basically they were all different. It got me wondering where they were getting their stock from, as there can't be an Agent Provocateur sweat shop some where, where they have standards and conform to size control. If I had picked up the one belt, I'd have left thinking I had lost weight, where another made me feel fat! Why can't they get it right?
I'm also quite shocked as to why anyone would buy their corsets when they have plastic bones. I mean surely if you are going to invest £150+ on a corset, you want it to be made by a real corsetier and have metal bones? All my corsets are made by Heresy and are amazing. I look at the quality next to the ones in this shop and there is no comparison and yet if I bought one from here, you gents would seemingly be impressed? It would give me kudos? How pathetic is that?
Lastly, durability. I put my wonder bra in the wash with the rest of the washing and it comes out good to go. I put my Agent Provcateur bra and knickers in a delicate wash and it comes out faded and looking old and rubbish. Ok, so it says hand wash only on the directions for washing, but does hand washing really clean as well as you need for something that is so close to your intimate parts? Especially when I keep getting made wet in them lol. Again, this brand is not living up to expectation for me.
I have obviously considered conforming to the ideology, or I wouldn't have even entered these shops, but I'm afraid I remain unimpressed and will not consider buying them again. They are made with cheap materials and designed for ladies with model figures that would make a plastic bag look good on them. It is not about the quality or design, but about the brand.
If you want to see real quality, let me show you one of my corsets, or even my La Senza underwear. It might not have the same hype, but the quality and workmanship is a damn site better!
Before I started escorting I was blissfully unaware of these brands and where I am not really an Ann Summers fan, I had some very nice items of lingerie, but they were not these brands stated. Since becoming an Escort I have come across some real brand snobbery and I'm about to tell you what I really think of these products.
La Perla -
I came across my first La Perla shop only yesterday while shopping at the outlet shop in Bicester. I am looking for a new suspender belt, as my favourite is starting to look a little dog eared and the other ones I have are too big, since I have lost weight since buying them. They had one plain black one (which is what I wanted) and it was tiny. They do 3 sizes and I'm pretty sure their largest one is equivalent to a size 12. I do wonder if this is to ensure that it will look nice on the wearer due to them being slim, rather than having to worry about looking good with curves. This was being sold at £90 (remembering this is an outlet shop) and its only saving grace is that it did have metal suspenders, otherwise it looked no different to a Leg Avenue bet at £12.99.
They were selling bra's with no double sizes! Don't they know that most escorts are a DD? I'm afraid I do conform to this, so was a little depressed that I couldn't take advantage of their sale. They showed me a 38C which was flesh coloured and basic and I'm afraid I put my nose up in the air and flounced out of the shop.
Agent Provocateur -
The outlet also has an Agent Provocateur shop. They do have larger sizes and I happily bought a bra and knicker set from them the last time I was there. However, today while looking for the suspenders I was shocked when they brought out a bag of XL suspenders (I am between a 14/16 UK sizes). They had one pair of black suspenders that quite frankly looked miniscule. The lady was busy working between me and a few other customers, so I took the opportunity to look through the other suspender belts. I picked out 3 and put them against each other. There was approx an inch and a half more width between the ones offered me and another pair and an inch between mine and another pair. Basically they were all different. It got me wondering where they were getting their stock from, as there can't be an Agent Provocateur sweat shop some where, where they have standards and conform to size control. If I had picked up the one belt, I'd have left thinking I had lost weight, where another made me feel fat! Why can't they get it right?
I'm also quite shocked as to why anyone would buy their corsets when they have plastic bones. I mean surely if you are going to invest £150+ on a corset, you want it to be made by a real corsetier and have metal bones? All my corsets are made by Heresy and are amazing. I look at the quality next to the ones in this shop and there is no comparison and yet if I bought one from here, you gents would seemingly be impressed? It would give me kudos? How pathetic is that?
Lastly, durability. I put my wonder bra in the wash with the rest of the washing and it comes out good to go. I put my Agent Provcateur bra and knickers in a delicate wash and it comes out faded and looking old and rubbish. Ok, so it says hand wash only on the directions for washing, but does hand washing really clean as well as you need for something that is so close to your intimate parts? Especially when I keep getting made wet in them lol. Again, this brand is not living up to expectation for me.
I have obviously considered conforming to the ideology, or I wouldn't have even entered these shops, but I'm afraid I remain unimpressed and will not consider buying them again. They are made with cheap materials and designed for ladies with model figures that would make a plastic bag look good on them. It is not about the quality or design, but about the brand.
If you want to see real quality, let me show you one of my corsets, or even my La Senza underwear. It might not have the same hype, but the quality and workmanship is a damn site better!
Making contact with an Escort
I'm just in to my second year of Escorting now and I finally feel qualified to have an opinion on how things work, how I should be treated and what makes a good client. With this in mind I have decided to write down a few things that will hopefully help both of us at the first stages of meeting. For some of you it will just be confirmation that you are doing everything the right way and with others it might just make you realise why you possibly are not getting very far with your bookings. Some escorts (including myself) won't reply to messages if they feel they are rude, disrespectful or too mechanical. We are after all human and the emotional variety at that. We don't stop being emotional just because of the job we are doing.
Making contact:
For me there are two preferences for making contact. That would be either by email (either using the message service on the profile or direct to my email box if you have access to it). Using email you can easily show a little of your personality, tell me what you are looking for, what you would like or even tell me why you are interested in meeting me. You might just want to see what I look like, which is great, as then when you have seen my picture, I will at least know that you are not going to be disappointed when you meet me and still very much keen. Once this has been established then the next step is to talk on the phone or book on Adultwork if you use this method.
Phoning is the best method for making everything clear. Unfortunately and I know I'm not alone with this, but as a part-time escort who lives with family, I am not always able to answer the phone. I also have another job (again I am not alone in this) which prohibits how often I can answer the phone. However, when I am able to it makes booking so much easier and straight forward. Don't be put off by unanswered calls. It is likely the Escort is just not able to answer at that time. However, don't also persist in calling several times in the same hour. If she is working with another client and worth her salt, she will not answer the call until after the booking. If she is with family or driving she can not answer it. Always give a few hours before trying again, or text to say you tried to make contact and will call again, or give the lady permission to return the call. I personally will never reply to a call unless I have literally just missed it and assume they are free to answer the call. Discretion is very important on both sides.
What kind of things would you say?
It's a good idea to establish a few things. Where would you like the meeting to take place? Do you have any specific requests? How long for and confirm the rate, so that you both know what is expected. If you have any unusual problems it might also be worth mentioning. I personally don't offer bookings to gents with some disabilities due to the fact that I have no experience and work upstairs, where other ladies may have a background and accomodation that does allow for this. Some ladies feel more comfortable with their own race, while others purely require a client to be clean and respectful. It's all about getting the chemistry right really and that is what makes a booking spectacular and not just routine.
Texting! Texting is ok if with an Escort that you have met before. Once you have met there tends to be a more relaxed approach, a mutual respect and trust. With this there is less likely to be a misunderstanding and less need to make sure of the content and expectation and if there is confusion, then you are more likely to ring up and clarify things. If contacting for the first time via text, it tells you very little about the other persons personality and can easily lead to confusion. I recently had a text with 'do you do a' written down. Now at the time and being in the middle of doing something else, I didn't see it as a complete question, but wondered why they had stopped mid sentence. They then sent another message saying that it was all fine, so I assumed we had the booking set up, as we had already discussed time, date and location. However my not answering the question told him that I was not happy and he assumed I did not want to do the booking. I was rather disappointed when the time came and he did not call to confirm the booking, whereas he was surprised when I had expected it to go ahead.
This muddle (although I do take some responsibility) should not really have happened. My profile tells you of all my do's, don't's and at discretions. Please, please always read the full profile before contacting when you can and if you don't have time then do ring, as it is much quicker and more efficient in conveying information. Texting is time consuming and can not be done while driving, or if working etc, so assuming that the lady is able to respond to several texts really isn't fair. She does have a life outside of escorting. Please try your best to be prepared before booking, so that the booking time can be done efficiently and it also shows the lady that you have picked her with some thought and not just picked her out with your finger and eyes closed. This job is so much easier when the gent actually fancies the lady and wants to be with her. If you are not turned on, it is because you haven't spent time choosing your lady.
Confirmation:
Once the meeting has been made and you have either booked it on AW or written it into your diary, it is really important that you confirm the booking on the day of the meet at least a couple of hours before the meeting. Even if you know the details or if they are coming to you. This confirmation is vital to us Escorts to tell us that you are still coming or that we are about to travel out to a booking that is going to happen. If you don't confirm, don't be surprised if your booking time has been taken up by someone else, or that they don't turn up to your place. Even if you are a regular you must confirm.
If you need to cancel or something happens at the last minute:
This is a huge bone of contention. Surely it is better to let the lady know that you can no longer make the booking than to say nothing and go on her timewaster list? We know that things happen, we know you might be a little scared or feel at the last minute you can't go through with it due to your family, financial reasons etc and we understand this. What we don't understand is why you can't just let us know. Next time this happens, even if it is just a text, please do let us know. All it has to be is, "Sorry, but I can't make it". We may be disappointed, but we will respect you for having told us and you will then be open to returning at some other point, should you want to.
Preparing for your meeting:
Remembering you are going to be intimate with someone, it is nice if you can dress nicely (if not coming straight from work) be clean and smell nice. Not too much aftershave if you wear it, but enough to smell nice if up close and personal. If you are not able to do this, then you really must be prepared to have a quick shower before starting the meeting. It might eat into your time, but literally takes seconds and make sure you use the soap and don't just dunk under the water, taking particular care and attention to under arms and genitals. Even if you did shower that morning and it is now lunch time, it would do no harm to have a quick clean to these areas. You will find the lady is clean for you and it is only fair to be the same.
Once this is done and if not already happened, then it is important to not hold on to the money. Let's face it, once you start kissing, the last thing you want to do is stop and start doing business. Get it out the way and then you can both relax. You might think it a bit rude being asked, but there are so many chancers out there, we just can't afford not to. I have a friend who after the first 15 minutes offered her a cheque that then bounced. No lady takes cheque, don't even go there. Some may take credit card, but that would have to be done several days before the meeting, to ensure the money is recieved, but otherwise cash is the best method and cash up front! So... offer before being asked is always best.
Requests:
Don't be shy to ask for requests. No two men are the same. One might like a lady dressed in corset and fishnets, while another might prefer a simple dress and little make up. We want to make your time special and any indicator of how to do this is welcome. If you don't want full penetrative sex then you don't have to have it, not all men do, some enjoy the company, a little foreplay and that is it. I was surprised when I first started escorting at how many men didn't want 'full sex'. I had imagined there would be a lot of 'wham bham, thank you mam' but how very wrong I was! Most men are very caring, tender, interesting and funny. We spend our time chatting as well as having some fun and oral is very popular. If that is all you want, then don't feel bad about it, it's fine by us, if you just want to meet for lunch or to go to an event and have company, then that is good too. It's not all about the sex, it's about you leaving feeling happy and having a big smile on your face. This is one of the best things about my job. I love making people happy and it is a very rewarding job.
Don't be too specific with your requests. Asking for 4" heels in red with a bow on them is not going to be possible unless you have seen them in a picture of the escort and even then, she may not have them any more, so it might not be possible. If the lady is going to be on tour when she gets to you, she may only have a few outfits with her, so be sure to ask well in advance, so she can pack the right things.
Shy:
If you are shy, then do not worry about meeting an Escort. The type of person that makes a good escort is naturally fairly confident and comfortable in her own skin. She likely finds it easy to talk to people and will be there to make you happy, so she will take the lead until you feel ready to take it back. It often makes me laugh how a gent will tell me he is shy and then 10 mins after meeting me he is acting like someone I have known all my life and gving me my second orgasm lol. It is almost impossible to remain shy with someone when you are being intimate. A hug and a kiss and all those feelings of trepidation just melt away leaving the passion and lust to take over.
I think that is enough for the moment. I may edit this as I re-read it and remember other things, but I hope it does help to give some insight and of course, I can not talk on behalf of all Escorts, but it may well work for others too.
Making contact:
For me there are two preferences for making contact. That would be either by email (either using the message service on the profile or direct to my email box if you have access to it). Using email you can easily show a little of your personality, tell me what you are looking for, what you would like or even tell me why you are interested in meeting me. You might just want to see what I look like, which is great, as then when you have seen my picture, I will at least know that you are not going to be disappointed when you meet me and still very much keen. Once this has been established then the next step is to talk on the phone or book on Adultwork if you use this method.
Phoning is the best method for making everything clear. Unfortunately and I know I'm not alone with this, but as a part-time escort who lives with family, I am not always able to answer the phone. I also have another job (again I am not alone in this) which prohibits how often I can answer the phone. However, when I am able to it makes booking so much easier and straight forward. Don't be put off by unanswered calls. It is likely the Escort is just not able to answer at that time. However, don't also persist in calling several times in the same hour. If she is working with another client and worth her salt, she will not answer the call until after the booking. If she is with family or driving she can not answer it. Always give a few hours before trying again, or text to say you tried to make contact and will call again, or give the lady permission to return the call. I personally will never reply to a call unless I have literally just missed it and assume they are free to answer the call. Discretion is very important on both sides.
What kind of things would you say?
It's a good idea to establish a few things. Where would you like the meeting to take place? Do you have any specific requests? How long for and confirm the rate, so that you both know what is expected. If you have any unusual problems it might also be worth mentioning. I personally don't offer bookings to gents with some disabilities due to the fact that I have no experience and work upstairs, where other ladies may have a background and accomodation that does allow for this. Some ladies feel more comfortable with their own race, while others purely require a client to be clean and respectful. It's all about getting the chemistry right really and that is what makes a booking spectacular and not just routine.
Texting! Texting is ok if with an Escort that you have met before. Once you have met there tends to be a more relaxed approach, a mutual respect and trust. With this there is less likely to be a misunderstanding and less need to make sure of the content and expectation and if there is confusion, then you are more likely to ring up and clarify things. If contacting for the first time via text, it tells you very little about the other persons personality and can easily lead to confusion. I recently had a text with 'do you do a' written down. Now at the time and being in the middle of doing something else, I didn't see it as a complete question, but wondered why they had stopped mid sentence. They then sent another message saying that it was all fine, so I assumed we had the booking set up, as we had already discussed time, date and location. However my not answering the question told him that I was not happy and he assumed I did not want to do the booking. I was rather disappointed when the time came and he did not call to confirm the booking, whereas he was surprised when I had expected it to go ahead.
This muddle (although I do take some responsibility) should not really have happened. My profile tells you of all my do's, don't's and at discretions. Please, please always read the full profile before contacting when you can and if you don't have time then do ring, as it is much quicker and more efficient in conveying information. Texting is time consuming and can not be done while driving, or if working etc, so assuming that the lady is able to respond to several texts really isn't fair. She does have a life outside of escorting. Please try your best to be prepared before booking, so that the booking time can be done efficiently and it also shows the lady that you have picked her with some thought and not just picked her out with your finger and eyes closed. This job is so much easier when the gent actually fancies the lady and wants to be with her. If you are not turned on, it is because you haven't spent time choosing your lady.
Confirmation:
Once the meeting has been made and you have either booked it on AW or written it into your diary, it is really important that you confirm the booking on the day of the meet at least a couple of hours before the meeting. Even if you know the details or if they are coming to you. This confirmation is vital to us Escorts to tell us that you are still coming or that we are about to travel out to a booking that is going to happen. If you don't confirm, don't be surprised if your booking time has been taken up by someone else, or that they don't turn up to your place. Even if you are a regular you must confirm.
If you need to cancel or something happens at the last minute:
This is a huge bone of contention. Surely it is better to let the lady know that you can no longer make the booking than to say nothing and go on her timewaster list? We know that things happen, we know you might be a little scared or feel at the last minute you can't go through with it due to your family, financial reasons etc and we understand this. What we don't understand is why you can't just let us know. Next time this happens, even if it is just a text, please do let us know. All it has to be is, "Sorry, but I can't make it". We may be disappointed, but we will respect you for having told us and you will then be open to returning at some other point, should you want to.
Preparing for your meeting:
Remembering you are going to be intimate with someone, it is nice if you can dress nicely (if not coming straight from work) be clean and smell nice. Not too much aftershave if you wear it, but enough to smell nice if up close and personal. If you are not able to do this, then you really must be prepared to have a quick shower before starting the meeting. It might eat into your time, but literally takes seconds and make sure you use the soap and don't just dunk under the water, taking particular care and attention to under arms and genitals. Even if you did shower that morning and it is now lunch time, it would do no harm to have a quick clean to these areas. You will find the lady is clean for you and it is only fair to be the same.
Once this is done and if not already happened, then it is important to not hold on to the money. Let's face it, once you start kissing, the last thing you want to do is stop and start doing business. Get it out the way and then you can both relax. You might think it a bit rude being asked, but there are so many chancers out there, we just can't afford not to. I have a friend who after the first 15 minutes offered her a cheque that then bounced. No lady takes cheque, don't even go there. Some may take credit card, but that would have to be done several days before the meeting, to ensure the money is recieved, but otherwise cash is the best method and cash up front! So... offer before being asked is always best.
Requests:
Don't be shy to ask for requests. No two men are the same. One might like a lady dressed in corset and fishnets, while another might prefer a simple dress and little make up. We want to make your time special and any indicator of how to do this is welcome. If you don't want full penetrative sex then you don't have to have it, not all men do, some enjoy the company, a little foreplay and that is it. I was surprised when I first started escorting at how many men didn't want 'full sex'. I had imagined there would be a lot of 'wham bham, thank you mam' but how very wrong I was! Most men are very caring, tender, interesting and funny. We spend our time chatting as well as having some fun and oral is very popular. If that is all you want, then don't feel bad about it, it's fine by us, if you just want to meet for lunch or to go to an event and have company, then that is good too. It's not all about the sex, it's about you leaving feeling happy and having a big smile on your face. This is one of the best things about my job. I love making people happy and it is a very rewarding job.
Don't be too specific with your requests. Asking for 4" heels in red with a bow on them is not going to be possible unless you have seen them in a picture of the escort and even then, she may not have them any more, so it might not be possible. If the lady is going to be on tour when she gets to you, she may only have a few outfits with her, so be sure to ask well in advance, so she can pack the right things.
Shy:
If you are shy, then do not worry about meeting an Escort. The type of person that makes a good escort is naturally fairly confident and comfortable in her own skin. She likely finds it easy to talk to people and will be there to make you happy, so she will take the lead until you feel ready to take it back. It often makes me laugh how a gent will tell me he is shy and then 10 mins after meeting me he is acting like someone I have known all my life and gving me my second orgasm lol. It is almost impossible to remain shy with someone when you are being intimate. A hug and a kiss and all those feelings of trepidation just melt away leaving the passion and lust to take over.
I think that is enough for the moment. I may edit this as I re-read it and remember other things, but I hope it does help to give some insight and of course, I can not talk on behalf of all Escorts, but it may well work for others too.
Friday 26 November 2010
26th November 2010
It's been a while since I last wrote a blog, so I thought it was time I put pen to paper, or in this case fingers to keyboard.
Last week was spent in London as I was visiting Erotica for the full 3 days. I had a great time, but as I was helping a friend out and working, it was also a long and tiring weekend. I was totally exhausted by the Sunday and slept very well.
Returning home on the Monday was pleasant enough. The drive was not a bad one and no accidents on the road. I got home with renewed energy and spent a really pleasant afternoon with my son.
Tuesday was spent cleaning my house from top to bottom. Having a teenager in the house is not best for keeping a clean and tidy house, but as I do some times entertain it is important to me that at the least my home looks cosy and not unloved. I have to say after a day of being given tlc it does look cared for and I was rather happy to be lay in my bed in the warm watching telly that evening. You really can't beat 'home, sweet home!'
Wednesday was the best day so far. I had a busy day with one thing and another, but the evening was planned to go to the cinema with a good friend, followed by a Chinese buffet. Alas when we got to the cinema they had sold out of tickets (Harry Potter is very popular), but they had some spaces left for the 8pm slot still. We decided to take those seats and went for a drink first. We had a lovely time catching up with each other and discussing how life was treating us (my friend is the only person I have told of my escorting) and I have to admit, he does love hearing of my escapades, although I think Erotica was the main topic of conversation on this occassion. We then walked over to the Chinese Restaurant and ate far too much. It really was delicious! I adore crispy peking duck with pancakes and they had it in abundance. I admit the duck is never so nice when prepared and shredded in advance, but I love the whole act of creating the pancake before eating. It's a very satisfying process.
Having been fed and watered, we waddled back to the cinema, found our seats and sat down to a couple of hours of great entertainment. I love anything mystical, magic or a little dark and Harry Potter encompasses all of these things. I can't wait for the last film to come out and wish it had been just one long film. I hate waiting! lol.
I got home and went straight to bed with a mug of hot chocolate (the aero variety). A very satisfying end to a very fun day.
Thursday morning I had a bit of a lie in, until I realised time had rushed by and I had to get up and start packing for my trip to Oxford. I always seem to pack too much, but I hate the idea of not having the right thing to wear for an expectant client. One client had requested white knickers so I packed those first, an underbust corset, sexy lace off the shoulder dress, figure hugging black and red dress and my most favourite emerald green bra and knicker set.
I had booked a very nice hotel and was going in early, so I decided that my image needed to be of business woman. I have a dress that is black on the top, sexy with a bit of cleavage, but still a little conservative and the skirt part of the dress being cream with zeba animal print markings. I teamed this up with some woolly tights and black boots and a black rain coat. Wearing this along with my laptop bag over my shoulder, I felt confident that nothing would be suspected and have had no probems at all while here and will definitely use the hotel again (If I can find it). My sat nav was having a real headache finding it, as for some reason it kept rejecting the postcode. I'm glad to say that none of my clients had the same problem.
So... having met up with one regular and 2 new clients I will be departing here with a smile on my face. I have had a great time and am particularly fond of the regular who came a long. I'll be back again on the 20th December and hopefully will be helping my clients get into the Christmas spirit a litte early.
Last week was spent in London as I was visiting Erotica for the full 3 days. I had a great time, but as I was helping a friend out and working, it was also a long and tiring weekend. I was totally exhausted by the Sunday and slept very well.
Returning home on the Monday was pleasant enough. The drive was not a bad one and no accidents on the road. I got home with renewed energy and spent a really pleasant afternoon with my son.
Tuesday was spent cleaning my house from top to bottom. Having a teenager in the house is not best for keeping a clean and tidy house, but as I do some times entertain it is important to me that at the least my home looks cosy and not unloved. I have to say after a day of being given tlc it does look cared for and I was rather happy to be lay in my bed in the warm watching telly that evening. You really can't beat 'home, sweet home!'
Wednesday was the best day so far. I had a busy day with one thing and another, but the evening was planned to go to the cinema with a good friend, followed by a Chinese buffet. Alas when we got to the cinema they had sold out of tickets (Harry Potter is very popular), but they had some spaces left for the 8pm slot still. We decided to take those seats and went for a drink first. We had a lovely time catching up with each other and discussing how life was treating us (my friend is the only person I have told of my escorting) and I have to admit, he does love hearing of my escapades, although I think Erotica was the main topic of conversation on this occassion. We then walked over to the Chinese Restaurant and ate far too much. It really was delicious! I adore crispy peking duck with pancakes and they had it in abundance. I admit the duck is never so nice when prepared and shredded in advance, but I love the whole act of creating the pancake before eating. It's a very satisfying process.
Having been fed and watered, we waddled back to the cinema, found our seats and sat down to a couple of hours of great entertainment. I love anything mystical, magic or a little dark and Harry Potter encompasses all of these things. I can't wait for the last film to come out and wish it had been just one long film. I hate waiting! lol.
I got home and went straight to bed with a mug of hot chocolate (the aero variety). A very satisfying end to a very fun day.
Thursday morning I had a bit of a lie in, until I realised time had rushed by and I had to get up and start packing for my trip to Oxford. I always seem to pack too much, but I hate the idea of not having the right thing to wear for an expectant client. One client had requested white knickers so I packed those first, an underbust corset, sexy lace off the shoulder dress, figure hugging black and red dress and my most favourite emerald green bra and knicker set.
I had booked a very nice hotel and was going in early, so I decided that my image needed to be of business woman. I have a dress that is black on the top, sexy with a bit of cleavage, but still a little conservative and the skirt part of the dress being cream with zeba animal print markings. I teamed this up with some woolly tights and black boots and a black rain coat. Wearing this along with my laptop bag over my shoulder, I felt confident that nothing would be suspected and have had no probems at all while here and will definitely use the hotel again (If I can find it). My sat nav was having a real headache finding it, as for some reason it kept rejecting the postcode. I'm glad to say that none of my clients had the same problem.
So... having met up with one regular and 2 new clients I will be departing here with a smile on my face. I have had a great time and am particularly fond of the regular who came a long. I'll be back again on the 20th December and hopefully will be helping my clients get into the Christmas spirit a litte early.
Friday 12 November 2010
Job satisfaction
Today has been a lovely day.
I am particularly pleased with a booking I had today and I'm going to tell you why. Today I met a gentleman who had never seen an escort before. He was a little nervous and I tried my best to put him at ease. I asked him if he would like a drink and he requested a cup of tea. He didn't need to use the bathroom, so I brought him through to the kitchen with me while I made the drink. I think I may have made it a bit too milky, but it's hard to tell, as I only drink green tea these days. Anyway we chatted a bit and he seemed a really nice fella.
Tea made we went upstairs. He asked me how much I wanted and I told him. He looked a bit shaky as he past it over and seemed a little like he was making a sacrfice. After that little episode was over he was unsure as to what we should do next, so I told him we have a cuddle, of course! In which I went over to him and gave him a very big warm cuddle and a kiss. He was a little taller than me, which was perfect as I had my knee high boots on with 2" heels, we seemed to fit perfectly together.
A little later on he blurted out, "Wow, this is like a real girl friend experience!" Which made me chuckle. That was after all my aim! As you can imagine he was very relaxed at this point and we had a lot of fun together, especially when he announced that he would have to come again and it had been worth every penny. Now if that doesn't put a smile on my face, nothing will!
I so love my job. I never new job satisfaction could feel so good and as I said to my guest. I don't think I have ever been so happy. I seem to have a constant smile on my face and things that used to annoy or worry me, no longer do. It really is a win win situation.
I am particularly pleased with a booking I had today and I'm going to tell you why. Today I met a gentleman who had never seen an escort before. He was a little nervous and I tried my best to put him at ease. I asked him if he would like a drink and he requested a cup of tea. He didn't need to use the bathroom, so I brought him through to the kitchen with me while I made the drink. I think I may have made it a bit too milky, but it's hard to tell, as I only drink green tea these days. Anyway we chatted a bit and he seemed a really nice fella.
Tea made we went upstairs. He asked me how much I wanted and I told him. He looked a bit shaky as he past it over and seemed a little like he was making a sacrfice. After that little episode was over he was unsure as to what we should do next, so I told him we have a cuddle, of course! In which I went over to him and gave him a very big warm cuddle and a kiss. He was a little taller than me, which was perfect as I had my knee high boots on with 2" heels, we seemed to fit perfectly together.
A little later on he blurted out, "Wow, this is like a real girl friend experience!" Which made me chuckle. That was after all my aim! As you can imagine he was very relaxed at this point and we had a lot of fun together, especially when he announced that he would have to come again and it had been worth every penny. Now if that doesn't put a smile on my face, nothing will!
I so love my job. I never new job satisfaction could feel so good and as I said to my guest. I don't think I have ever been so happy. I seem to have a constant smile on my face and things that used to annoy or worry me, no longer do. It really is a win win situation.
Sunday 7 November 2010
This is what Sunday mornings are for.
Is it wrong that someone with a life like mine might enjoy watching redtube on a Sunday morning and seeing the morning through while watching something like this Xrated
I'm afraid I hit the jackpot with this one and had cleared out the cobwebs with less than a quarter the way through. Still it does mean I have the rest to watch the next time I need a little light relief.
I think I might even feel bright enough to go put the shopping away from late last night now :)
Happy Days!
I'm afraid I hit the jackpot with this one and had cleared out the cobwebs with less than a quarter the way through. Still it does mean I have the rest to watch the next time I need a little light relief.
I think I might even feel bright enough to go put the shopping away from late last night now :)
Happy Days!
Weighing things up!
I don't know why, but I seem to do things back to front. In the Summer when everyone else is watching their weight I'm happily eating what ever I like and throwing caution to the wind and when everyone else is eating their winter warmer casseroles and roast dinners in the Autumn and Winter, I'm getting my recipe books out looking for ways to lose weight.
Yesterday when I was in the supermarket with my very long list of required elements to weight loss I spent £105! On hearing the total I piped up, "Why is it so expensive to lose weight?" The lady looked at me quizzically on the counter and said, "Isn't it an odd time to be starting a diet?". The response was rather easy, as I realised why the diet suits me better at this time. Have you noticed how early it gets dark these days? By 4.30pm it is dusk and by 5pm it is well and truely dark. I don't know about you, but with the clocks changing back recently too, I'm finding myself yawning myself silly by 10pm and ready to get tucked up in bed. This means I'm having a much shorter day in comparison to the Summer months, where I'll happily stay up until 1am in the morning, which often results in an extra little cheese and biccy snack. Whereas now my evening meal easily sees me through until the following day.
So... today after pouring over several 'Slimming World' cookery books yesterday and planning out my whole weeks eating events I am starting my latest diet. I am quite looking forward to it. Normally I am quite scatty and ill prepared when it comes to cooking and never know from one day to the next what might be put on the table, so to know in advance is quite exciting and my taste buds are looking forward to the delights coming their way. What I especially love about Slimming World is that there is no or very little limit to what you can eat, so you don't have to feel hungry, the success is all in the planning. You need to know what you can eat during those moments of inbetween meals hunger, so you don't spoil the good work you are doing and make sure you have these things at hand.
I have been kind of mindful of what I should be eating before today's official start. For instance yesterday I decided was going to be an 'original' day, as I was going to the Harvester with a lovely friend in the evening. With this in mind I had 3 rashers of lean bacon, 2 sausages, some tinned tomotoes reduced in a pan with salt and pepper, mushrooms lightly sauted in a tspn of olive oil and a poached egg. Hard to believe, but this is all acceptable food on the Slimming World diet. Another thing I learned the last time, is that protein based foods make you feel full much longer. It's always a good idea to start the day with an egg or something protein if you can, as it really will see you through to lunch time. This was a fine start of the day for me and easily saw me through to my 8pm meal. A brunch fit for a king!
At the Harvester and faced with temptation! I actually started really well. I had one of their bottomless glasses of diet coke, so no calories there and ordered the spit roast and asked for the skin to be taken off and a small baked potato instead of chips. I then filled up my free salad and allowed myself some low cal mayo and devils sauce, mmmm... It was really yummy! If I had of stopped there I would have had a proper original day with no syns, but... my friend wanted pudding and I broke at the last hurdle. I had a very delicious dessert called a 'Rocky Horror' and it consisted of chocolate brownie, hot chocolate sauce and cornish icecream. It did have squirty cream and wafers on top too, but I ditched those in a bowl. No point wasting calories on food that you're not that bothered by. It was truely yummy and a last naughty before putting my head down.
I'm glad to say a friend of mine has also taken up the challenge. On Monday morning I am to weigh myself and a week later record my weight loss and he will be doing the same. The winner is the one to have lost the most weight. No point lying as I would only be fooling myself and I'm absolutely up for the challenge. I'm currently a size 14/16 dress size and have recently bought a few items of clothing that are shall we say 'on the snug side'. My hope is to be able to fit in them all comfortably by the end of this month. I'll then revise for a new goal and see where it takes me, but don't worry, I have no intention of getting rid of my curves. They are here to stay!
Yesterday when I was in the supermarket with my very long list of required elements to weight loss I spent £105! On hearing the total I piped up, "Why is it so expensive to lose weight?" The lady looked at me quizzically on the counter and said, "Isn't it an odd time to be starting a diet?". The response was rather easy, as I realised why the diet suits me better at this time. Have you noticed how early it gets dark these days? By 4.30pm it is dusk and by 5pm it is well and truely dark. I don't know about you, but with the clocks changing back recently too, I'm finding myself yawning myself silly by 10pm and ready to get tucked up in bed. This means I'm having a much shorter day in comparison to the Summer months, where I'll happily stay up until 1am in the morning, which often results in an extra little cheese and biccy snack. Whereas now my evening meal easily sees me through until the following day.
Not the diet for me!
So... today after pouring over several 'Slimming World' cookery books yesterday and planning out my whole weeks eating events I am starting my latest diet. I am quite looking forward to it. Normally I am quite scatty and ill prepared when it comes to cooking and never know from one day to the next what might be put on the table, so to know in advance is quite exciting and my taste buds are looking forward to the delights coming their way. What I especially love about Slimming World is that there is no or very little limit to what you can eat, so you don't have to feel hungry, the success is all in the planning. You need to know what you can eat during those moments of inbetween meals hunger, so you don't spoil the good work you are doing and make sure you have these things at hand.
I have been kind of mindful of what I should be eating before today's official start. For instance yesterday I decided was going to be an 'original' day, as I was going to the Harvester with a lovely friend in the evening. With this in mind I had 3 rashers of lean bacon, 2 sausages, some tinned tomotoes reduced in a pan with salt and pepper, mushrooms lightly sauted in a tspn of olive oil and a poached egg. Hard to believe, but this is all acceptable food on the Slimming World diet. Another thing I learned the last time, is that protein based foods make you feel full much longer. It's always a good idea to start the day with an egg or something protein if you can, as it really will see you through to lunch time. This was a fine start of the day for me and easily saw me through to my 8pm meal. A brunch fit for a king!
At the Harvester and faced with temptation! I actually started really well. I had one of their bottomless glasses of diet coke, so no calories there and ordered the spit roast and asked for the skin to be taken off and a small baked potato instead of chips. I then filled up my free salad and allowed myself some low cal mayo and devils sauce, mmmm... It was really yummy! If I had of stopped there I would have had a proper original day with no syns, but... my friend wanted pudding and I broke at the last hurdle. I had a very delicious dessert called a 'Rocky Horror' and it consisted of chocolate brownie, hot chocolate sauce and cornish icecream. It did have squirty cream and wafers on top too, but I ditched those in a bowl. No point wasting calories on food that you're not that bothered by. It was truely yummy and a last naughty before putting my head down.
I'm glad to say a friend of mine has also taken up the challenge. On Monday morning I am to weigh myself and a week later record my weight loss and he will be doing the same. The winner is the one to have lost the most weight. No point lying as I would only be fooling myself and I'm absolutely up for the challenge. I'm currently a size 14/16 dress size and have recently bought a few items of clothing that are shall we say 'on the snug side'. My hope is to be able to fit in them all comfortably by the end of this month. I'll then revise for a new goal and see where it takes me, but don't worry, I have no intention of getting rid of my curves. They are here to stay!
Friday 5 November 2010
November 5th
I don't really know where this week went to. I've been busily working away trying to get prepared for a big exhibition I'm working at in a couple of weeks in London. I hand make my product and the whole house seems be getting taken up with bits of glitz and flowers etc. It's rather exciting, but I'll be glad to have my lounge back.
In the mean time a rather lovely gentleman called me this morning and asked if he could bring forward our possible lunch time meeting to 10.30am. Apparently he had been reading my blog and assertained that I rather like morning fun. Of course he was quite right lol, I can't deny it. He was rather apologetic of his age, yet was really a rather young 47. Believe me I enjoy my 40 somethings as much as my 30 somethings and just have a bit of a fetish for the 20 somethings, but would get rather bored quickly if they were the only gents I met.
We started our time by enjoying a bath together. I have rather a large bath and as a bit of a blonde by nature I do have a tendency to forget it is running. This rarely results in an overflow, as much as the temperature being either too hot or too cold. In this case it was 3/4's full and a tad too cold. I had to take quite a fair bit of water to make room for hot, but in doing so managed to over fill it somewhat. Thankfully my friend was very cautious and lifted himself proud of the bottom of the tub, giving the water a chance to drain and not poor over the side. That might have been a little troublesome lol.
At last with the water at a safer measure we are able to get to know each other a little. Lots of kissing, followed by some gentle caressing and then I have to say the most delightful rubbing of a delicate area. For a gent who professed to have been a virgin to the world of escorts and indeed slightly out of practice, he had a natural ability to pick up on my body language and had me cumming over his fingers very swiftly.
Having got to know each other a little better we decided to go through to the bedroom. Having briefly had the pleasure of his tongue before getting into the bath, I was keen to continue where we had left off. Have I mentioned that I love my job? lol I so love my job! I revel in the delights of a gentleman who is keen to please me and today was one of those days. What a lovely start to the day!
Normally I would only take one booking as an incall per day, but a little later on I received another call asking to meet 'as soon as'. I found myself agreeing to 2pm. This gave me enough time for a much needed shower and quick change of clothes. I managed to get ready with 5 minutes to spare (I'm getting much better at time keeping lol). Although I did forget to take my phone downstairs with me and by the time I got back upstairs there were 3 messages and a missed call, oops! I quickly replied and my next booking arrived at the front door.
I have to admit it was a bit wet outside. Having dispensed of the damp clothes we got to know each other better. During conversation it transpired that he had brought a strap on with him. It just so happened that I had invested in a strap on, but had not actually ever used it yet. He rather liked the idea of me being a strap on virgin and I was rather pleased to have someone who new what they were doing guide me. The first thing we established was that the dildo I have is a little on the large side and probably not wise to use on a newbie. I really must get hold of a smaller one! However, having put a condom on the dildo and attached it to the straps I was ready to see how I did.
Omg! I really don't quite know what I did, or if I could do it again. I felt like I did very little indeed. I basically started by teasing the rear until he eventually told me to move in slightly. It seemed to slip in quite easily, but then he told me off and said I was being greedy lol. I hadn't realised and of course felt incredibly guilty, as I know how it feels the other way round if too much too quick. Thankfully he was not put off though and told me to just stay still. Then a slight extra push and still again. Another little push and still again. After this one he started to move his body rocking back and forth onto my cock (hehe that sounds weird). He asked me to caress his balls, so I leant forward hugging his back and put my hand under his balls while he massaged his cock and rocked gently back and forth. It did feel very sexy. Needless to say, not long after this he came and I felt very proud of myself!!!! A work in progress I feel, but progress is the word!
And that really is it for today. I had a quick pop in to town to sort a few things out and bought a pizza for my off spring to share with his friends and now I'm happily sat watching the box with a cuppa and writing my blog. Far too wet outside for me I'm afraid!
Anyone out there playing with fireworks and bonfires, have fun and play safe!
In the mean time a rather lovely gentleman called me this morning and asked if he could bring forward our possible lunch time meeting to 10.30am. Apparently he had been reading my blog and assertained that I rather like morning fun. Of course he was quite right lol, I can't deny it. He was rather apologetic of his age, yet was really a rather young 47. Believe me I enjoy my 40 somethings as much as my 30 somethings and just have a bit of a fetish for the 20 somethings, but would get rather bored quickly if they were the only gents I met.
We started our time by enjoying a bath together. I have rather a large bath and as a bit of a blonde by nature I do have a tendency to forget it is running. This rarely results in an overflow, as much as the temperature being either too hot or too cold. In this case it was 3/4's full and a tad too cold. I had to take quite a fair bit of water to make room for hot, but in doing so managed to over fill it somewhat. Thankfully my friend was very cautious and lifted himself proud of the bottom of the tub, giving the water a chance to drain and not poor over the side. That might have been a little troublesome lol.
At last with the water at a safer measure we are able to get to know each other a little. Lots of kissing, followed by some gentle caressing and then I have to say the most delightful rubbing of a delicate area. For a gent who professed to have been a virgin to the world of escorts and indeed slightly out of practice, he had a natural ability to pick up on my body language and had me cumming over his fingers very swiftly.
Having got to know each other a little better we decided to go through to the bedroom. Having briefly had the pleasure of his tongue before getting into the bath, I was keen to continue where we had left off. Have I mentioned that I love my job? lol I so love my job! I revel in the delights of a gentleman who is keen to please me and today was one of those days. What a lovely start to the day!
Normally I would only take one booking as an incall per day, but a little later on I received another call asking to meet 'as soon as'. I found myself agreeing to 2pm. This gave me enough time for a much needed shower and quick change of clothes. I managed to get ready with 5 minutes to spare (I'm getting much better at time keeping lol). Although I did forget to take my phone downstairs with me and by the time I got back upstairs there were 3 messages and a missed call, oops! I quickly replied and my next booking arrived at the front door.
I have to admit it was a bit wet outside. Having dispensed of the damp clothes we got to know each other better. During conversation it transpired that he had brought a strap on with him. It just so happened that I had invested in a strap on, but had not actually ever used it yet. He rather liked the idea of me being a strap on virgin and I was rather pleased to have someone who new what they were doing guide me. The first thing we established was that the dildo I have is a little on the large side and probably not wise to use on a newbie. I really must get hold of a smaller one! However, having put a condom on the dildo and attached it to the straps I was ready to see how I did.
Omg! I really don't quite know what I did, or if I could do it again. I felt like I did very little indeed. I basically started by teasing the rear until he eventually told me to move in slightly. It seemed to slip in quite easily, but then he told me off and said I was being greedy lol. I hadn't realised and of course felt incredibly guilty, as I know how it feels the other way round if too much too quick. Thankfully he was not put off though and told me to just stay still. Then a slight extra push and still again. Another little push and still again. After this one he started to move his body rocking back and forth onto my cock (hehe that sounds weird). He asked me to caress his balls, so I leant forward hugging his back and put my hand under his balls while he massaged his cock and rocked gently back and forth. It did feel very sexy. Needless to say, not long after this he came and I felt very proud of myself!!!! A work in progress I feel, but progress is the word!
And that really is it for today. I had a quick pop in to town to sort a few things out and bought a pizza for my off spring to share with his friends and now I'm happily sat watching the box with a cuppa and writing my blog. Far too wet outside for me I'm afraid!
Anyone out there playing with fireworks and bonfires, have fun and play safe!
Tuesday 26 October 2010
Northern Tour
Tour up North
Today is the third day of my ‘Up North’ tour. It’s been an interesting time so far and one that has, so far been quite therapeutic. I think everyone should give themselves time to be totally alone and enjoy the time they have to shake off their normal roles and responsibilities in life.
Sunday
To say that driving along the M6 to Manchester was a nightmare would be an understatement. I had been led to believe that it was doable in an hour and a half on a good day, so imagine my utter disappointment to find it took me closer to 4! The roads were very busy for a Sunday and the road works were everywhere! I new that the M6 was bad, but! It’s not something I would relish doing again I might add.
Having kind of stumbled across my apartment (the road name didn’t come up on my satnav) I was lucky enough to be able to park up on the road for free and not have to pay the extortionate rate for private parking (£11) and just paid for 2 hours in the morning. The chap at reception tried to tell me that the road pay and display started from 6 am in the morning. I’m sure he was trying to scare me into using their car park. When I did eventually check, it was as I expected and the regular 8am start. Naughty man!
The apartment was lovely. It was clean, open, fresh and very cosy. The view of Manchester from the room was delightful and kept me mesmerised for hours watching all the cars drive by with their lights flashing in the darkness. I didn’t have much interest for escorting when I first got there and eventually fairly late into the evening I got a couple of calls asking to come over late. I did say yes, but both said they would get back to me and both didn’t. I wasn’t too concerned as I wasn’t to be there long and had an early start in the morning. I amused myself better by going on cam with adultwork and chatting to some far more deserving gents.
One of the gentleman I met on aw during cam, said that he would like to see me in Glasgow, which was great, especially as he had seen me and I new he wouldn’t be disappointed when I met him. I just had to wait and see if he would follow through, so all in all not a bad start to the tour.
Monday
I woke up at 7.30am, dashed in the shower, grabbed some casual clothes and went down to the car to pay for the last two hours of my stay. When I got down there the windscreen was frozen over. It was -1, but the sky was blue and not a cloud in site. You could still see the moon in the distance and it made for a very beautiful sight. I paid the extra, put in one of my suitcases ready for the journey to Glasgow and went back up to the apartment.
I suddenly get the compulsion to take pictures of the apartment. I’m not sure why. I think I felt it was such a shame that no one had come to join me there as it was so nice. I still can’t believe how cheap it was to stay there. I suppose they must make their extra money from the parking and use of the internet (It was £8.50 to get a connection). Where I’m staying now the connection is free and doesn’t time out, far better! So, I took a few pictures, ate a couple of muller lights, watched Thomas the Tank Engine (don’t ask!) and checked my emails one final time before starting out to Glasgow.
The journey to Glasgow was far better than the one I had the day before. The motorway is a lot less built up and the scenery is a delight to behold. So much so, I found myself reaching for my camera (while driving) and taking pictures as I drove along. I know this was pretty stupid and (only a woman?) but it was in places, truly breath taking. With my eyes filled with awe of the spectacular views and Adel singing in the background and the sun shining amongst light fluffy clouds I actually found myself with tears building up. I couldn’t help it. I’m not sure if it was a moment of loneliness and wanting to share the experience or just shear joy of being a live, but for a moment I was quite over come by emotion. I think it was the latter, as I have actually been enjoying this solitary journey. I’ve come to enjoy my own company over the years.
Having stopped twice to take a break and do the things that needed to be done (such as eat). I finally arrived in Glasgow around 2pm. The journey had been delightful and it was truly over when I found myself in deep traffic going into the city centre. Back to civilization with a halt! Eventually I get onto the road that I need to be on, but could I find the apartments? Could I eck! Several times around the one way system and finally I catch a glimpse of a very small sign pointing in the direction I need to be going.
I finally park the car up and make my way up to the apartment. Wow! It’s lush! I have a large living room dining area, a hall way, a lovely modern bathroom, with beautiful piping hot water and a nice size bedroom. I have only one grump, but sadly it is a big grump. The double bed is actually 2 single beds pushed together. Why do they do that? Why do they think it is ok to do that? I hate it. Not just because it can be annoying while using the bedroom for fun, but because I like to sleep smack bang in the middle and get cosy when I sleep. I don’t want to turn in the middle of the night and find myself falling down some ditch. I hate it!!!! I’m tempted to complain, but I don’t want to draw attention to myself, so I take note and will not return.
Having settled in I take a nice hot shower and get myself ready for my first booking. I haven’t really spoken to this chap much, as I got my first text on route, which told me he had tried to ring, but with no answer and would I be available for 4.30pm. Having stopped for one of my watering breaks I replied with a yes and later he rang to confirm that we were still on. We met up and walked back to the room, had a drink, a little chat while looking around the apartment and got to know each other a little better.
The hour soon flew by and I hope he left a happier man than he arrived. We (in my opinion) got on very well and I enjoyed his company. My first Glaswegian in Glasgow :) My next appointment was with the gentleman I had spoken to on cam the evening before. He also had sent a text to confirm that he was still coming and had booked me using the aw system. Great! I put the kettle on and took a nice long shower this time. Talking of which, the shower is placed a little too low for my liking. God knows what tall people are meant to do when they want to wash their hair. It makes me wonder who installed the showers to think they put them high enough.
I dried off and sat in the lounge to watch a bit of telly while putting on fresh make up and blow drying my hair. Before I new it, time had flown by and I needed to get dressed ready to collect my next victim (I mean guest). We met again on the street and he nervously came with me. I’m not sure if it was me or if he is naturally a bit on the shy side, but he sat next to me on the sofa rather timidly. I’m not sure why I find this a bit of a turn on, but I do and I used it to my advantage and got a little bossy lol.
You know the saying, ‘it’s always the quiet ones?’ Totally right! My little pussy cat of a client, who wouldn’t have said boo to a goose when he first arrived took total advantage of the fact that I am ticklish!!!! You should have seen the look on his face when I squealed too! Pure mischief I would say. Needless to say, shyness and teasing aside we got on like a house on fire. Amazing kisser and lovely hugger and ummm… well yes he new what he was doing (as did the gent before him). I must add at this point though, that he is from Edinburgh and not a Glaswegian. Apparently it is a big mistake to get the two mixed up and I apologise for my earlier mistake *blushes*. Sadly it was time to say goodbye, but I hope that it won’t be the last time we meet.
At this point I rather happily remembered I had kfc in the fridge and wonderfully had a microwave at my disposal. I nice can of cold cider and 4 minutes later led me to a rather well earned super. A few emails later and time for a very good nights sleep.
Tuesday
What a strange start of the day! I had a call quite early on in the morning from a gentleman who had very specific ideas to what he wanted. He asked me if I had any uniforms and we agreed on the 'Secretary' look with knee high boots, as I was going to have to meet him by the door off the road. He then said he wanted me to blindfold him from the door and up into the room. He wanted a bit of tie and tease as well. I was very wary of doing anything in public, but my room was situated right next to the lift and as I hadn't seen a solitary soul yet along my corridor I agreed to blindfold him once we got into the lift and whilst upstairs by my room.
He seemed happy with this arrangement and booked me for 10am. This didn't give me much time to get ready, so I started sorting out my clothes and getting a shower etc. In the meant time he continued texting me and asking me loads of questions, till finally he asked me what I was going to do to him. I am not a fan of this type of question. I hate prescriptive sex and I always forget things, so even if I did have an idea, I would likely deviate from it, due to having forgotten a certain element. I told him (honestly) that Icouldn't tell him, as it would make me late for the booking and I continued getting ready.
The time came to go and meet him and as I left my apartment, right in front of me was a load of cleaning materials on a trolley. The neighbours room was being cleaned and the cleaner was busily bustling about with the door wide open. Hmmm... this may well cause a problem. I called out to the cleaner and told them not to worry about my room as I was still using it. He had a look on his list and said I wasn't due to be cleaned today, so that was one less worry. He was actually quite charming and was the stereotypical image of a Scottish man with red hair and pale skin and he had a soft voice, which I find I tend to understand a little better. He was rather sweet (gosh I'm so easily distracted lol).
Anyway, I go down the lift to greet my client and break the bad news to him, that we can't do the blindfold thing. He was not a happy bunny. I was taking him forward to go back to the room and he ushered me into a side door as he wanted to talk about it. He was talking about going up via the stairs instead, not quite understanding that it was the room next to mine that was being cleaned, so it wouldn't make any difference. He then talked about walking through the enclosed car park blindfolded, No! We agreed that I would go up the lift on my own and check to see if the cleaner was still there, I did and he was. The client decided that he would rather come back later, which was fine, but then he decided he wanted to talk more...
Now he was talking about if I would wear the blindfold and asked me to put it on for a second. I told him he can't do that here and he needs to decide if he is coming up now or coming back later, as he had already been with me for 15 minutes!!! He told me to deduct it from his time later. I asked him for a small deposit, to which he put his hand in his pocket and then brought it out again and asked me if I didn't trust him. Trust? I'd only known him 15 minutes and so far we have got no where, so no I didn't trust him. He then asked me to give him a cuddle and a snog before he went. Again in public. I said no, I told him I was professional and I would see him later and the cheeky bugger said, 'unproffessional?'. Now I new he was taking the p***.
I couldn't get away quick enough and had decided at that moment that I would not be seeing him again if he did text, which he did around lunch time. The message went unanswered.
Now, in some ways I probably shouldn't have even written this exploit into my blog, but I want you guys to realise that it is unfair to treat an escort in this way. All the time this was going on I could have been relaxing, enjoying my time away from home or with a geniune, respectful client. No escort is a piece of meat and a certain amount of respect really should be shown. You don't touch an escort until you are in a private location and the transaction has taken place. Discretion is very important. This chap could have easily got me thrown off the premises and it's a hell of a long drive back home. In future I won't be taking any crap, because I know I deserve to be treated better.
After getting back to the apartment I sat down for a little while and watched TV. The phone wasn't ringing and I was still dressed up, so I decided to take a few pictures of me on tour. I got my tripod out (oohhh mrs!) and my camera and thought about some provocative poses etc, deciding to take some full body shots and obscure my face with my hair where possible. After a little while I really got into it and was enjoying it. I'm always happy if a picture turns out well, as I can be dead fussy, so most of them get binned. In an attempt to look sexy I was getting into all different positions on the sofa, one of which involved crouching down on my boots. Please bare in mine that I am using a 10 second timer to take these shots, so pressing the button and running over to the sofa, to quickly adopt the position. On this occassion while springing back up from said crouched position I went to bring my leg forward and found my dress had attached itself to the heel of my boots. Already being in mid stand position I couldn't release it and ended up 'elegantly' collapsing on the floor in a heap, with the sound of tearing material behind me.
I'm sure I'd have made £150 on 'You've been framed' if anyone had got that shot. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. I did laugh, but I was upset about my dress, as it's not easy to find wrap around dresses these days and they are so easy to use for outcalls. They look smart on the outside and allow for easy access to the inside. I also like the allowance for ample cleavage with them.
So... Tuesday hasn't been the best of days so far. A rubbish client that didn't happen and a photo shoot resulting in one of my favourite dresses being ripped. Oh joy!
By mid afternoon I decided that I should really leave the apartment. I had recieved a few calls, but nothing of any consequence and I felt it would be wrong to come all the way to Glasgow and not breathe the air or at least look at a few shops. It was raining a bit and had been raining most of the day, but it was quite fine and not too bad. I soon found lots of lovely shops and was resisting the temptation quite well until I noticed HMV. I thought it might be worth taking a look to see if they had any tunes to seduce people by as love Lily Allen as I do, she is no romantic. Oh bugger! they have some great deals on and before I know it I'm lulled into buying not one, but 4 cd's!!! I have to admit, I was quite happy with my purchases though and am looking forward to listening to them during the next part of my journey to Carlisle.
I was just about to go find some milk before going back to the apartment when I recieved a text off a client that I will be seeing on Friday. He asked me how the shopping was going and had I replaced the dress. The dress? No chance, no one will have a black wrap around dress. They aren't fashionable. I have a quick scan around and before me is an Evan's shop. Hmmm... they might have one, they do tend to do different styles to accomodate shape. I decide to have a little look (no harm in looking) but they didn't have one and I was feeling rather self righteous, that is until the lady working there told me to try Wallis next door, as they had some. I thought she must be making it up. Wallis didn't have any in Worcester when I went in a few weeks ago. I went in anyway, just in case and low and behold they had one almost identical to the one I had ripped. I tried it on (size 14 I might add) and it fitted!!! admittedly a little on the tight side, but I'm planning to lose a few pounds, so that shouldn't matter. I had to text my client back and tell him he was a bad influence on me lol. I was very happy though.
Just as I get back to the flat and start thinking about dinner the phone rings and a client would like to come over in the next half an hour. I run around like a looney tune for the next half an hour, tidying up, lighting candles, putting my new cd in the cd player and getting myself clean and sexy. He's late! haha, he had been so adament that it had to be in half an hour too and had nearly cancelled when I suggest a bit later. Never mind he finally arrives 15 mins late and I go and collect him. He pops into the shower while I get us some drinks and comes back to the lounge towel clad.
I'm not blowing my own trumpet here, but credit where credit is due (she grins) he came 4 times!!!! Seriously, in less than one hour he came 4 times with me. I love it when a man is really turned on by me and he definitely was. He was a lovely guy, very easy to get on with and we both enjoyed our time together, so things are finally starting to go right.
Just after he left and I was about to eat (again) the phone rang. This time I was asked if I could wear the same outfit that I was wearing when I took the photo's earlier. I had put a few of them up on my AW account, just hoping it might remind some people where I am lol. It worked! I was more than happy to oblige and he was kind enough to give me an hour to get ready, so my next and final appointment was for 9pm. I've never had so many showers in all my life before this tour. No wonder regualr escorts use lots of creams and things, you're body would totally dry out without them. I'm missing my hand cream more than anything. I must remember to get some more.
The client arrives and my gosh, he's a very tall 6' 5" young man (26) with a lovely smile. Needless to say I was very pleased with what I saw and happily led him to the lions den lol. We sat in the lounge for a little while and soon after decided to move across to the bedroom, which is where I was presented with 'the beast'. No word of a lie, I've never seen anything so big before in all of my life! Not just long but thick! My eyes are watering just thinking about it again. I felt a bit like I was a porn star, as you often see them devouring huge cocks that in normal life you never see, yet here I was doing exactly that. I so wish I had got a picture for my album, but I didn't want him to feel like an object and I had reacted quite shockingly to the size when I first saw it. I couldn't help myself!!! Needless to say, I tried my best to be a good sex kitten and I think he enjoyed himself, although he was a little on the quiet side. It certainly turned out to be a day to remember.
Wednesday 27th October
The room I have here is tiny compared to the apartments of the last two locations. I had no choice but to unpack, so that I could hide away my luggage and try and regain some space. I’m not sure I am enjoying the clutter, as it is too close to my normality. I like the fact that the apartments were clutter free and spacious, as I was able to pretend it would be like this at home, if I lived alone, although I doubt that very much, due to the fact that I can’t throw anything away. Still it is a nice room and the bed is far superior to the last one I had, so all in all, not bad at all.
Today is the third day of my ‘Up North’ tour. It’s been an interesting time so far and one that has, so far been quite therapeutic. I think everyone should give themselves time to be totally alone and enjoy the time they have to shake off their normal roles and responsibilities in life.
Sunday
To say that driving along the M6 to Manchester was a nightmare would be an understatement. I had been led to believe that it was doable in an hour and a half on a good day, so imagine my utter disappointment to find it took me closer to 4! The roads were very busy for a Sunday and the road works were everywhere! I new that the M6 was bad, but! It’s not something I would relish doing again I might add.
Having kind of stumbled across my apartment (the road name didn’t come up on my satnav) I was lucky enough to be able to park up on the road for free and not have to pay the extortionate rate for private parking (£11) and just paid for 2 hours in the morning. The chap at reception tried to tell me that the road pay and display started from 6 am in the morning. I’m sure he was trying to scare me into using their car park. When I did eventually check, it was as I expected and the regular 8am start. Naughty man!
The apartment was lovely. It was clean, open, fresh and very cosy. The view of Manchester from the room was delightful and kept me mesmerised for hours watching all the cars drive by with their lights flashing in the darkness. I didn’t have much interest for escorting when I first got there and eventually fairly late into the evening I got a couple of calls asking to come over late. I did say yes, but both said they would get back to me and both didn’t. I wasn’t too concerned as I wasn’t to be there long and had an early start in the morning. I amused myself better by going on cam with adultwork and chatting to some far more deserving gents.
One of the gentleman I met on aw during cam, said that he would like to see me in Glasgow, which was great, especially as he had seen me and I new he wouldn’t be disappointed when I met him. I just had to wait and see if he would follow through, so all in all not a bad start to the tour.
Monday
I woke up at 7.30am, dashed in the shower, grabbed some casual clothes and went down to the car to pay for the last two hours of my stay. When I got down there the windscreen was frozen over. It was -1, but the sky was blue and not a cloud in site. You could still see the moon in the distance and it made for a very beautiful sight. I paid the extra, put in one of my suitcases ready for the journey to Glasgow and went back up to the apartment.
I suddenly get the compulsion to take pictures of the apartment. I’m not sure why. I think I felt it was such a shame that no one had come to join me there as it was so nice. I still can’t believe how cheap it was to stay there. I suppose they must make their extra money from the parking and use of the internet (It was £8.50 to get a connection). Where I’m staying now the connection is free and doesn’t time out, far better! So, I took a few pictures, ate a couple of muller lights, watched Thomas the Tank Engine (don’t ask!) and checked my emails one final time before starting out to Glasgow.
The journey to Glasgow was far better than the one I had the day before. The motorway is a lot less built up and the scenery is a delight to behold. So much so, I found myself reaching for my camera (while driving) and taking pictures as I drove along. I know this was pretty stupid and (only a woman?) but it was in places, truly breath taking. With my eyes filled with awe of the spectacular views and Adel singing in the background and the sun shining amongst light fluffy clouds I actually found myself with tears building up. I couldn’t help it. I’m not sure if it was a moment of loneliness and wanting to share the experience or just shear joy of being a live, but for a moment I was quite over come by emotion. I think it was the latter, as I have actually been enjoying this solitary journey. I’ve come to enjoy my own company over the years.
Having stopped twice to take a break and do the things that needed to be done (such as eat). I finally arrived in Glasgow around 2pm. The journey had been delightful and it was truly over when I found myself in deep traffic going into the city centre. Back to civilization with a halt! Eventually I get onto the road that I need to be on, but could I find the apartments? Could I eck! Several times around the one way system and finally I catch a glimpse of a very small sign pointing in the direction I need to be going.
I finally park the car up and make my way up to the apartment. Wow! It’s lush! I have a large living room dining area, a hall way, a lovely modern bathroom, with beautiful piping hot water and a nice size bedroom. I have only one grump, but sadly it is a big grump. The double bed is actually 2 single beds pushed together. Why do they do that? Why do they think it is ok to do that? I hate it. Not just because it can be annoying while using the bedroom for fun, but because I like to sleep smack bang in the middle and get cosy when I sleep. I don’t want to turn in the middle of the night and find myself falling down some ditch. I hate it!!!! I’m tempted to complain, but I don’t want to draw attention to myself, so I take note and will not return.
Having settled in I take a nice hot shower and get myself ready for my first booking. I haven’t really spoken to this chap much, as I got my first text on route, which told me he had tried to ring, but with no answer and would I be available for 4.30pm. Having stopped for one of my watering breaks I replied with a yes and later he rang to confirm that we were still on. We met up and walked back to the room, had a drink, a little chat while looking around the apartment and got to know each other a little better.
The hour soon flew by and I hope he left a happier man than he arrived. We (in my opinion) got on very well and I enjoyed his company. My first Glaswegian in Glasgow :) My next appointment was with the gentleman I had spoken to on cam the evening before. He also had sent a text to confirm that he was still coming and had booked me using the aw system. Great! I put the kettle on and took a nice long shower this time. Talking of which, the shower is placed a little too low for my liking. God knows what tall people are meant to do when they want to wash their hair. It makes me wonder who installed the showers to think they put them high enough.
I dried off and sat in the lounge to watch a bit of telly while putting on fresh make up and blow drying my hair. Before I new it, time had flown by and I needed to get dressed ready to collect my next victim (I mean guest). We met again on the street and he nervously came with me. I’m not sure if it was me or if he is naturally a bit on the shy side, but he sat next to me on the sofa rather timidly. I’m not sure why I find this a bit of a turn on, but I do and I used it to my advantage and got a little bossy lol.
You know the saying, ‘it’s always the quiet ones?’ Totally right! My little pussy cat of a client, who wouldn’t have said boo to a goose when he first arrived took total advantage of the fact that I am ticklish!!!! You should have seen the look on his face when I squealed too! Pure mischief I would say. Needless to say, shyness and teasing aside we got on like a house on fire. Amazing kisser and lovely hugger and ummm… well yes he new what he was doing (as did the gent before him). I must add at this point though, that he is from Edinburgh and not a Glaswegian. Apparently it is a big mistake to get the two mixed up and I apologise for my earlier mistake *blushes*. Sadly it was time to say goodbye, but I hope that it won’t be the last time we meet.
At this point I rather happily remembered I had kfc in the fridge and wonderfully had a microwave at my disposal. I nice can of cold cider and 4 minutes later led me to a rather well earned super. A few emails later and time for a very good nights sleep.
Tuesday
What a strange start of the day! I had a call quite early on in the morning from a gentleman who had very specific ideas to what he wanted. He asked me if I had any uniforms and we agreed on the 'Secretary' look with knee high boots, as I was going to have to meet him by the door off the road. He then said he wanted me to blindfold him from the door and up into the room. He wanted a bit of tie and tease as well. I was very wary of doing anything in public, but my room was situated right next to the lift and as I hadn't seen a solitary soul yet along my corridor I agreed to blindfold him once we got into the lift and whilst upstairs by my room.
He seemed happy with this arrangement and booked me for 10am. This didn't give me much time to get ready, so I started sorting out my clothes and getting a shower etc. In the meant time he continued texting me and asking me loads of questions, till finally he asked me what I was going to do to him. I am not a fan of this type of question. I hate prescriptive sex and I always forget things, so even if I did have an idea, I would likely deviate from it, due to having forgotten a certain element. I told him (honestly) that Icouldn't tell him, as it would make me late for the booking and I continued getting ready.
The time came to go and meet him and as I left my apartment, right in front of me was a load of cleaning materials on a trolley. The neighbours room was being cleaned and the cleaner was busily bustling about with the door wide open. Hmmm... this may well cause a problem. I called out to the cleaner and told them not to worry about my room as I was still using it. He had a look on his list and said I wasn't due to be cleaned today, so that was one less worry. He was actually quite charming and was the stereotypical image of a Scottish man with red hair and pale skin and he had a soft voice, which I find I tend to understand a little better. He was rather sweet (gosh I'm so easily distracted lol).
Anyway, I go down the lift to greet my client and break the bad news to him, that we can't do the blindfold thing. He was not a happy bunny. I was taking him forward to go back to the room and he ushered me into a side door as he wanted to talk about it. He was talking about going up via the stairs instead, not quite understanding that it was the room next to mine that was being cleaned, so it wouldn't make any difference. He then talked about walking through the enclosed car park blindfolded, No! We agreed that I would go up the lift on my own and check to see if the cleaner was still there, I did and he was. The client decided that he would rather come back later, which was fine, but then he decided he wanted to talk more...
Now he was talking about if I would wear the blindfold and asked me to put it on for a second. I told him he can't do that here and he needs to decide if he is coming up now or coming back later, as he had already been with me for 15 minutes!!! He told me to deduct it from his time later. I asked him for a small deposit, to which he put his hand in his pocket and then brought it out again and asked me if I didn't trust him. Trust? I'd only known him 15 minutes and so far we have got no where, so no I didn't trust him. He then asked me to give him a cuddle and a snog before he went. Again in public. I said no, I told him I was professional and I would see him later and the cheeky bugger said, 'unproffessional?'. Now I new he was taking the p***.
I couldn't get away quick enough and had decided at that moment that I would not be seeing him again if he did text, which he did around lunch time. The message went unanswered.
Now, in some ways I probably shouldn't have even written this exploit into my blog, but I want you guys to realise that it is unfair to treat an escort in this way. All the time this was going on I could have been relaxing, enjoying my time away from home or with a geniune, respectful client. No escort is a piece of meat and a certain amount of respect really should be shown. You don't touch an escort until you are in a private location and the transaction has taken place. Discretion is very important. This chap could have easily got me thrown off the premises and it's a hell of a long drive back home. In future I won't be taking any crap, because I know I deserve to be treated better.
After getting back to the apartment I sat down for a little while and watched TV. The phone wasn't ringing and I was still dressed up, so I decided to take a few pictures of me on tour. I got my tripod out (oohhh mrs!) and my camera and thought about some provocative poses etc, deciding to take some full body shots and obscure my face with my hair where possible. After a little while I really got into it and was enjoying it. I'm always happy if a picture turns out well, as I can be dead fussy, so most of them get binned. In an attempt to look sexy I was getting into all different positions on the sofa, one of which involved crouching down on my boots. Please bare in mine that I am using a 10 second timer to take these shots, so pressing the button and running over to the sofa, to quickly adopt the position. On this occassion while springing back up from said crouched position I went to bring my leg forward and found my dress had attached itself to the heel of my boots. Already being in mid stand position I couldn't release it and ended up 'elegantly' collapsing on the floor in a heap, with the sound of tearing material behind me.
I'm sure I'd have made £150 on 'You've been framed' if anyone had got that shot. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. I did laugh, but I was upset about my dress, as it's not easy to find wrap around dresses these days and they are so easy to use for outcalls. They look smart on the outside and allow for easy access to the inside. I also like the allowance for ample cleavage with them.
So... Tuesday hasn't been the best of days so far. A rubbish client that didn't happen and a photo shoot resulting in one of my favourite dresses being ripped. Oh joy!
By mid afternoon I decided that I should really leave the apartment. I had recieved a few calls, but nothing of any consequence and I felt it would be wrong to come all the way to Glasgow and not breathe the air or at least look at a few shops. It was raining a bit and had been raining most of the day, but it was quite fine and not too bad. I soon found lots of lovely shops and was resisting the temptation quite well until I noticed HMV. I thought it might be worth taking a look to see if they had any tunes to seduce people by as love Lily Allen as I do, she is no romantic. Oh bugger! they have some great deals on and before I know it I'm lulled into buying not one, but 4 cd's!!! I have to admit, I was quite happy with my purchases though and am looking forward to listening to them during the next part of my journey to Carlisle.
I was just about to go find some milk before going back to the apartment when I recieved a text off a client that I will be seeing on Friday. He asked me how the shopping was going and had I replaced the dress. The dress? No chance, no one will have a black wrap around dress. They aren't fashionable. I have a quick scan around and before me is an Evan's shop. Hmmm... they might have one, they do tend to do different styles to accomodate shape. I decide to have a little look (no harm in looking) but they didn't have one and I was feeling rather self righteous, that is until the lady working there told me to try Wallis next door, as they had some. I thought she must be making it up. Wallis didn't have any in Worcester when I went in a few weeks ago. I went in anyway, just in case and low and behold they had one almost identical to the one I had ripped. I tried it on (size 14 I might add) and it fitted!!! admittedly a little on the tight side, but I'm planning to lose a few pounds, so that shouldn't matter. I had to text my client back and tell him he was a bad influence on me lol. I was very happy though.
Just as I get back to the flat and start thinking about dinner the phone rings and a client would like to come over in the next half an hour. I run around like a looney tune for the next half an hour, tidying up, lighting candles, putting my new cd in the cd player and getting myself clean and sexy. He's late! haha, he had been so adament that it had to be in half an hour too and had nearly cancelled when I suggest a bit later. Never mind he finally arrives 15 mins late and I go and collect him. He pops into the shower while I get us some drinks and comes back to the lounge towel clad.
I'm not blowing my own trumpet here, but credit where credit is due (she grins) he came 4 times!!!! Seriously, in less than one hour he came 4 times with me. I love it when a man is really turned on by me and he definitely was. He was a lovely guy, very easy to get on with and we both enjoyed our time together, so things are finally starting to go right.
Just after he left and I was about to eat (again) the phone rang. This time I was asked if I could wear the same outfit that I was wearing when I took the photo's earlier. I had put a few of them up on my AW account, just hoping it might remind some people where I am lol. It worked! I was more than happy to oblige and he was kind enough to give me an hour to get ready, so my next and final appointment was for 9pm. I've never had so many showers in all my life before this tour. No wonder regualr escorts use lots of creams and things, you're body would totally dry out without them. I'm missing my hand cream more than anything. I must remember to get some more.
The client arrives and my gosh, he's a very tall 6' 5" young man (26) with a lovely smile. Needless to say I was very pleased with what I saw and happily led him to the lions den lol. We sat in the lounge for a little while and soon after decided to move across to the bedroom, which is where I was presented with 'the beast'. No word of a lie, I've never seen anything so big before in all of my life! Not just long but thick! My eyes are watering just thinking about it again. I felt a bit like I was a porn star, as you often see them devouring huge cocks that in normal life you never see, yet here I was doing exactly that. I so wish I had got a picture for my album, but I didn't want him to feel like an object and I had reacted quite shockingly to the size when I first saw it. I couldn't help myself!!! Needless to say, I tried my best to be a good sex kitten and I think he enjoyed himself, although he was a little on the quiet side. It certainly turned out to be a day to remember.
This morning I left my beloved apartment in Glasgow Carlisle . The weather was dry, so a fairly easy drive, although the roads were rather busy. The sky was an absolute delight with a deep blue back ground peppered with fluffy clouds and once again I found myself feeling rather content with life.
The journey into Carlisle was fairly easy, sadly I can’t say the same for finding my place of residents for the next 2 nights. I appeared to be going round in circles and getting no where and this lasted for close on a full hour. For some reason I couldn’t get through to the hotel, so I ended up abandoning my vehicle and setting out on foot to find my way. Thankfully I was quite close and it was more a matter of misleading road signs than me not being able to follow instruction (don’t doubt me on this one).
The room I have here is tiny compared to the apartments of the last two locations. I had no choice but to unpack, so that I could hide away my luggage and try and regain some space. I’m not sure I am enjoying the clutter, as it is too close to my normality. I like the fact that the apartments were clutter free and spacious, as I was able to pretend it would be like this at home, if I lived alone, although I doubt that very much, due to the fact that I can’t throw anything away. Still it is a nice room and the bed is far superior to the last one I had, so all in all, not bad at all.
Just after I found a booking on AW. I was a little puzzled as I hadn’t been contacted and I wasn’t sure if the person new I had left Glasgow Edinburgh
I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I was starting to flag a bit at this point. I’m not used to working every day, as my usual pattern of life only allows for one to three bookings a week, instead of this now one to three bookings a day. I wasn’t sure if I was looking forward to another young man and for three hours, but it would have been foolish to turn work away, so I ran myself a nice hot bath and had a long soak.
After some time of getting lost (yep I wasn’t the only one), my client finally arrived. We sat and had a drink for a little while until I couldn’t keep it to myself any longer and had to confess to him that he looked the spit of my first (long term) boyfriend and not only that, he was the man I lost my virginity too. At the time I was besotted with him, but he played rather a dirty trick on me and left me rather heart broken. Needless to say, being confronted with a slightly better ‘lookalike’ where time had stopped still (I had aged, but he had not) was a rather horny situation to be in. He didn’t seem to mind and if anything seemed rather pleased with the revelation.
What came to follow was nearly non stop kissing, touching, sucking and fucking for three hours!!! I don’t know how I coped, but I was reluctant to stop even when the three hours were up. This may have been influenced slightly by the fact another client of mine had suggested I test something out. I had been given 2 tablets some time ago as a freebie in the nature of Viagra. I had never taken anything like that, but he suggested I should take one during my next booking to see what it is like. I mentioned this to my guest and he was up for it, so we both took one. I can’t tell you how it felt for him, but I lost count of orgasms after 15 and I’m not talking little ones, but full on mind blowing ones. Would I take one again? Hell yes! Hehe
Needless to say the meeting went well and we both parted with huge smiles on our faces. I flopped back into bed and fell asleep. The shower will have to wait until the morning, I have no energy left!
Thursday
Oh dear! I woke up this morning with a banging headache (pardon the pun) and feeling like my body was aching all over. I didn't feel like I had got any sleep at all, where in reality it was probably about 6 hours. I decided to get my head back down and get some more sleep. I woke up around 8am with the phone going. Could I take a booking for 10am? Good question, could I? Given my current state I decided it would not be wise and would certainly be unfair for the poor person expecting some light hearted fun. I just didn't think I would be able to do it, so I told him I was busy, which I was in respect of trying to recharge my batteries.
I think I finally got up around midday, still nursing a headache. Be warned people. I'm pretty sure the headache was a result of those tablets I took the night before. It wasn't the worsed headache in the world, more of a mild annoying one, but with the tiredness and the aching, probably not the best thing. I would advise to use it, when you know you have no great plans the next day. That way it won't be too hard to deal with. I decided to have a look around the Carlisle shops and see if I could find any more habidashery shops (It's my secret love! I love creativity and am always looking for inspiration in new materials and trinkets). Happily before it started raining I managed to find a gorgeous shop, with two floors. It was a creaky old building with little cavernous rooms and little old ladies running it. Quite a delight for someone like myself.
As I hadn't yet eaten I decided to treat myself to fish and chips for a late lunch and took it back to the room. I was in the middle of devouring this gorgeous naughty food when the phone rang. I was asked if I could be available for 4pm for some role play. He wanted me to be a Secretary and it was for just one hour. All things concidered having eaten and had some fresh air, I thought this might be good fun, so I agreed. It was around 2.40pm, so I had plenty of time to get myself ready. I got out the clothes that I needed to wear and lay them out on the bed. I put my computer on one table and put it on to my aw account, which I was going to present as my cv and lay out the tea and coffee on another table. I then decided to take a half an hour nap, to try and shake off the headache.
Everything was in place. I was dressed for fun, with my hair tied back and make up on. I had a white blouse with a red necklace, very short woollen black skirt, stockings, suspenders and bright red patent open toe heels. I even put the kettle on in advance so I could pour my potential employer (I was going for an interview scenario) a cup of tea or coffee when he arrived.
4pm came and 4pm went, by 8 minutes past I realised he wasn't going to come. Just as I was about to text him and ask if he was having a problem the phone rings and I am being asked who I am? Ummm... you ran me? How late can I do incalls? Where did you find me? On the internet! So, you know who I am and what time I am working to? I admit I wasn't in the best mood and as he was asking all the questions that were on the profile and dismissing the fact it states I stop work at 10pm (as though asking me would get a different result) I told him I was busy and hung up. I then sent a text to the missing client who never replied.
I don't understand why people do that? Why book someone and then just not turn up? Ok, life has it's twists and turns and sometimes you find yourself in a position where you can't get out of it, but he had only booked me an hour and a half previously and could have sent a small discrete text with an apology? Since he decided not to do me that curtousy I have now black listed him and passed his information on to ladies I know who do work this area. You might think it sounds harsh, but I sent him 2 messages and waited a full hour before doing this. It's such a shame that it is so easy to swap sim cards these days, as I'm sure he'll just get a new pay as you go and continue mucking people about with no regard or respect.
As it is I am a firm believer in fate and decided it was for the best for me. I needed a day off and once I had established my time was now my own I changed into my cosy nighty and began to really relax. I fell asleep at just gone 9pm and slept soundly until around 12pm. When I woke up the headache had lifted and I felt so much better. I ended up having soup and bread at 2am in the morning. It was rather nice and feeling fed and watered I wearily fell back asleep until 7am. All in all a good nights sleep!
Would I come back to Carlisle? Considering the one person I met here was from Edinburgh and I can see him again in Glasgow... No probably not. The hotel room was small, the heating too hot and generally too noisy with slamming old fashioned lift doors and generators. The room was full of clashing patterns as well, which some people might like, but it's not for me at all. I think next time I may well drive by and keep going!
Friday - 29th October
On my way to Chester and the weather is not so good. It's raining and overcast and all of a sudden the world seems more enclosed and a little claustrophobic. The drive is fairly swift until I hit traffic on the M6, which sets me back a good 40 minutes. Once on the M54 everything was nice and easy again and I made good time, being in the hotel for just after 1pm.
The room is cosy. It's bigger than the room I had before and it has a larger bed too. I'm very impressed with the bed size and hopefully will have a lot of fun on it. I've already had one booking with a handsome man, who was a little stressed out with life at the moment and was relieved to get some pleasure before going off to work. I was certainly happy to oblige. I have to admit it was long enough to get me in the mood, but not enough to satisfy me, so I am truely hoping that someone else is keen to meet me this evening. I had to masturbate yesterday, I surely won't need to do it again? we will see...
Wow, I love Chester!!! I had my first booking at 4.30pm and he was a lovely man with a cheeky smile. Her certainly loved my skills and I had my mouth full very quickly. I can't remember the last time I had so much in my mouth! A few hours later I had my second booking with a young chap who had come over from North Wales. He was very naughty and had great finger action. I have to admit, I'm was a little bit surprised when he shot over my face and into my eye (eek!) but it was a rather horny site until I remembered to close my eyes lol.
I have noticed during this tour that all bar one client adores having their balls massaged. Thankfully most have been well trimmed or shaved too, which makes it so much easier to do and I love doing it and looking at the reaction on their faces. It's good to know what you are doing is enjoyed and there is plenty of evidence of that.
I got a good nights sleep, with the lights out by 10.30pm, ready for an early start tomorrow. I'm going to do a spot of shopping in the morning and hopefully finish the tour with a blast, as who knows the next time I will be free for escorting and I'm still feeling horny lol. Fingers crossed I get some bookings x
Saturday - 30th October
My alarm went off for 7.30am to tell me to get up for breakfast. This is the first stop I have had where a cooked breakfast is included and there was no way I was going to miss it. I was up and ready to go by ten past eight and really glad I went. With a tummy full of bacon, sausage, eggs and I even tried a bit of black pudding I was set for the rest of the day.
My first appointment today was for 10am, so I went back to my room and had a lovely hot shower, decided on the red satin nighty and matching dressing gown. I'm sure there are pictures of me somewhere in my gallery wearing it. I put some make up on, brushed my hair and was ready prompt on 10am. My guest arrived a couple of minutes late, apparently it was difficult to find a working hole in the wall, but thankfully he managed just in the nic of time.
What a lovely way to start the day! Much to my surprise he had been reading this blog and had taken note of what I liked. If only everyone did the same!!! lol. He was amazing at reverse oral and fingering and I'm happy to say made me cum twice before finally cumming himself during doggie. I can not think of a better way to start the day and to top it all the sun is shining!
I'm off to the shops now to see if I can get anything suitable for Christmas presents for the family. I'm told my son isn't feeling too well, but he was happy for me not to go home until tomorrow, so I would like to buy him something to thank him for being so mature and grown up. We haven't long had the relationship where I can leave him by himself and trust him to be sensible, so every time I go away and he doesn't abuse my trust is a cap in his bow for me and confirmation that I'm not doing the wrong thing by him. I love him very much.
No bookings yet for this evening, so it would be nice to get a call or two. Two more would be ideal to finish the tour, but one would make me happy. I'm not sure what it is like on Saturdays, as I can't normally do them, so I will have to wait and see.
I had a couple of calls, one of which from a gent who found me on AW, but forgot to look at my rates. When I told him £90 for half an hour and £140 for an hour he went kind of quiet. He then confessed he forgot to look at the rates and didn't realise how high they would be. I told him I would not be offended if he decided not to book me. He said he was looking for an hour at £100. Now, considering I have been escorting for the best part of a year now and have great feedback that says I'm doing a good job and charged £110 from the off for one hour, I really didn't think I should feel obliged to accomodate his budget and explained my reasons why. He then insisted it was not the money, he just wanted to be sure he would get a good service. Surely 59 items of feedback and 10 items of FRs from various sources is some indication? He said he would get back to me, but I new he wouldn't and I was right.
I decided to take a shower and get cosy for an evenings entertainment in front of the box. I love Satuday evenings with watching celebrities dancing, Merlin and Xfactor. I know that makes me a saddo, but a happy saddo at that. Then at just gone 10pm I get a text and an email on AW asking me if I can do an incall. Normally I would say no after ten, but it was my last night and it had been quiet workwise and he had good feedback so I agreed. He must have been with me within 10 minutes, it was so quick. Thank goodness I had the shower earlier and didn't need to put much on lol. I found a black lacey number, to go with some fishnet stockings and my red satin gown and red heels, a little bit of red lippy and I was ready.
I'm not sure if it is a northern thing, but I've never seen so many big cocks since I have been escorting. The majority have been well over the average and I've had to use loads of my Xtra large skins condoms, which I was starting to wonder if I had wasted my money buying. I've always learned that the thing about big hands and feet equally big cock is not necessarily true. Two of the guys with big cocks were average height and similar to myself and one had smaller hands than I did. They were both large! I have been really spoilt.
In all honesty tonight and the tour could not have finished on a better note. I enjoyed play partner for the evening who was both tender and demanding. He had loads of stamina and kept going for the whole time we were together, both our legs were shaky by the end (in a good way) and so my tour is brought to an end and tomorrow I will be driving back home with a smile and many happy memories.
I'm not sure when my next tour will be, but I do hope it won't be too long before I can spend some time in one of my two chosen come back tours, which would be either Glasgow or Chester, or I may give Edinburgh a try, since 2 of my favourite people came from there.
If anyone I met on this trip is reading this. May I take the opportunity to thank you for making this time a success and tonnes more fun than I had ever imagined. It was a pleasure meeting you and for those I didn't manage to meet this time, please keep a check on either my profile or my blog and maybe next time we will get together.
Thursday
Oh dear! I woke up this morning with a banging headache (pardon the pun) and feeling like my body was aching all over. I didn't feel like I had got any sleep at all, where in reality it was probably about 6 hours. I decided to get my head back down and get some more sleep. I woke up around 8am with the phone going. Could I take a booking for 10am? Good question, could I? Given my current state I decided it would not be wise and would certainly be unfair for the poor person expecting some light hearted fun. I just didn't think I would be able to do it, so I told him I was busy, which I was in respect of trying to recharge my batteries.
I think I finally got up around midday, still nursing a headache. Be warned people. I'm pretty sure the headache was a result of those tablets I took the night before. It wasn't the worsed headache in the world, more of a mild annoying one, but with the tiredness and the aching, probably not the best thing. I would advise to use it, when you know you have no great plans the next day. That way it won't be too hard to deal with. I decided to have a look around the Carlisle shops and see if I could find any more habidashery shops (It's my secret love! I love creativity and am always looking for inspiration in new materials and trinkets). Happily before it started raining I managed to find a gorgeous shop, with two floors. It was a creaky old building with little cavernous rooms and little old ladies running it. Quite a delight for someone like myself.
As I hadn't yet eaten I decided to treat myself to fish and chips for a late lunch and took it back to the room. I was in the middle of devouring this gorgeous naughty food when the phone rang. I was asked if I could be available for 4pm for some role play. He wanted me to be a Secretary and it was for just one hour. All things concidered having eaten and had some fresh air, I thought this might be good fun, so I agreed. It was around 2.40pm, so I had plenty of time to get myself ready. I got out the clothes that I needed to wear and lay them out on the bed. I put my computer on one table and put it on to my aw account, which I was going to present as my cv and lay out the tea and coffee on another table. I then decided to take a half an hour nap, to try and shake off the headache.
Everything was in place. I was dressed for fun, with my hair tied back and make up on. I had a white blouse with a red necklace, very short woollen black skirt, stockings, suspenders and bright red patent open toe heels. I even put the kettle on in advance so I could pour my potential employer (I was going for an interview scenario) a cup of tea or coffee when he arrived.
4pm came and 4pm went, by 8 minutes past I realised he wasn't going to come. Just as I was about to text him and ask if he was having a problem the phone rings and I am being asked who I am? Ummm... you ran me? How late can I do incalls? Where did you find me? On the internet! So, you know who I am and what time I am working to? I admit I wasn't in the best mood and as he was asking all the questions that were on the profile and dismissing the fact it states I stop work at 10pm (as though asking me would get a different result) I told him I was busy and hung up. I then sent a text to the missing client who never replied.
I don't understand why people do that? Why book someone and then just not turn up? Ok, life has it's twists and turns and sometimes you find yourself in a position where you can't get out of it, but he had only booked me an hour and a half previously and could have sent a small discrete text with an apology? Since he decided not to do me that curtousy I have now black listed him and passed his information on to ladies I know who do work this area. You might think it sounds harsh, but I sent him 2 messages and waited a full hour before doing this. It's such a shame that it is so easy to swap sim cards these days, as I'm sure he'll just get a new pay as you go and continue mucking people about with no regard or respect.
As it is I am a firm believer in fate and decided it was for the best for me. I needed a day off and once I had established my time was now my own I changed into my cosy nighty and began to really relax. I fell asleep at just gone 9pm and slept soundly until around 12pm. When I woke up the headache had lifted and I felt so much better. I ended up having soup and bread at 2am in the morning. It was rather nice and feeling fed and watered I wearily fell back asleep until 7am. All in all a good nights sleep!
Would I come back to Carlisle? Considering the one person I met here was from Edinburgh and I can see him again in Glasgow... No probably not. The hotel room was small, the heating too hot and generally too noisy with slamming old fashioned lift doors and generators. The room was full of clashing patterns as well, which some people might like, but it's not for me at all. I think next time I may well drive by and keep going!
Friday - 29th October
On my way to Chester and the weather is not so good. It's raining and overcast and all of a sudden the world seems more enclosed and a little claustrophobic. The drive is fairly swift until I hit traffic on the M6, which sets me back a good 40 minutes. Once on the M54 everything was nice and easy again and I made good time, being in the hotel for just after 1pm.
The room is cosy. It's bigger than the room I had before and it has a larger bed too. I'm very impressed with the bed size and hopefully will have a lot of fun on it. I've already had one booking with a handsome man, who was a little stressed out with life at the moment and was relieved to get some pleasure before going off to work. I was certainly happy to oblige. I have to admit it was long enough to get me in the mood, but not enough to satisfy me, so I am truely hoping that someone else is keen to meet me this evening. I had to masturbate yesterday, I surely won't need to do it again? we will see...
Wow, I love Chester!!! I had my first booking at 4.30pm and he was a lovely man with a cheeky smile. Her certainly loved my skills and I had my mouth full very quickly. I can't remember the last time I had so much in my mouth! A few hours later I had my second booking with a young chap who had come over from North Wales. He was very naughty and had great finger action. I have to admit, I'm was a little bit surprised when he shot over my face and into my eye (eek!) but it was a rather horny site until I remembered to close my eyes lol.
I have noticed during this tour that all bar one client adores having their balls massaged. Thankfully most have been well trimmed or shaved too, which makes it so much easier to do and I love doing it and looking at the reaction on their faces. It's good to know what you are doing is enjoyed and there is plenty of evidence of that.
I got a good nights sleep, with the lights out by 10.30pm, ready for an early start tomorrow. I'm going to do a spot of shopping in the morning and hopefully finish the tour with a blast, as who knows the next time I will be free for escorting and I'm still feeling horny lol. Fingers crossed I get some bookings x
Saturday - 30th October
My alarm went off for 7.30am to tell me to get up for breakfast. This is the first stop I have had where a cooked breakfast is included and there was no way I was going to miss it. I was up and ready to go by ten past eight and really glad I went. With a tummy full of bacon, sausage, eggs and I even tried a bit of black pudding I was set for the rest of the day.
My first appointment today was for 10am, so I went back to my room and had a lovely hot shower, decided on the red satin nighty and matching dressing gown. I'm sure there are pictures of me somewhere in my gallery wearing it. I put some make up on, brushed my hair and was ready prompt on 10am. My guest arrived a couple of minutes late, apparently it was difficult to find a working hole in the wall, but thankfully he managed just in the nic of time.
What a lovely way to start the day! Much to my surprise he had been reading this blog and had taken note of what I liked. If only everyone did the same!!! lol. He was amazing at reverse oral and fingering and I'm happy to say made me cum twice before finally cumming himself during doggie. I can not think of a better way to start the day and to top it all the sun is shining!
I'm off to the shops now to see if I can get anything suitable for Christmas presents for the family. I'm told my son isn't feeling too well, but he was happy for me not to go home until tomorrow, so I would like to buy him something to thank him for being so mature and grown up. We haven't long had the relationship where I can leave him by himself and trust him to be sensible, so every time I go away and he doesn't abuse my trust is a cap in his bow for me and confirmation that I'm not doing the wrong thing by him. I love him very much.
No bookings yet for this evening, so it would be nice to get a call or two. Two more would be ideal to finish the tour, but one would make me happy. I'm not sure what it is like on Saturdays, as I can't normally do them, so I will have to wait and see.
I had a couple of calls, one of which from a gent who found me on AW, but forgot to look at my rates. When I told him £90 for half an hour and £140 for an hour he went kind of quiet. He then confessed he forgot to look at the rates and didn't realise how high they would be. I told him I would not be offended if he decided not to book me. He said he was looking for an hour at £100. Now, considering I have been escorting for the best part of a year now and have great feedback that says I'm doing a good job and charged £110 from the off for one hour, I really didn't think I should feel obliged to accomodate his budget and explained my reasons why. He then insisted it was not the money, he just wanted to be sure he would get a good service. Surely 59 items of feedback and 10 items of FRs from various sources is some indication? He said he would get back to me, but I new he wouldn't and I was right.
I decided to take a shower and get cosy for an evenings entertainment in front of the box. I love Satuday evenings with watching celebrities dancing, Merlin and Xfactor. I know that makes me a saddo, but a happy saddo at that. Then at just gone 10pm I get a text and an email on AW asking me if I can do an incall. Normally I would say no after ten, but it was my last night and it had been quiet workwise and he had good feedback so I agreed. He must have been with me within 10 minutes, it was so quick. Thank goodness I had the shower earlier and didn't need to put much on lol. I found a black lacey number, to go with some fishnet stockings and my red satin gown and red heels, a little bit of red lippy and I was ready.
I'm not sure if it is a northern thing, but I've never seen so many big cocks since I have been escorting. The majority have been well over the average and I've had to use loads of my Xtra large skins condoms, which I was starting to wonder if I had wasted my money buying. I've always learned that the thing about big hands and feet equally big cock is not necessarily true. Two of the guys with big cocks were average height and similar to myself and one had smaller hands than I did. They were both large! I have been really spoilt.
In all honesty tonight and the tour could not have finished on a better note. I enjoyed play partner for the evening who was both tender and demanding. He had loads of stamina and kept going for the whole time we were together, both our legs were shaky by the end (in a good way) and so my tour is brought to an end and tomorrow I will be driving back home with a smile and many happy memories.
I'm not sure when my next tour will be, but I do hope it won't be too long before I can spend some time in one of my two chosen come back tours, which would be either Glasgow or Chester, or I may give Edinburgh a try, since 2 of my favourite people came from there.
If anyone I met on this trip is reading this. May I take the opportunity to thank you for making this time a success and tonnes more fun than I had ever imagined. It was a pleasure meeting you and for those I didn't manage to meet this time, please keep a check on either my profile or my blog and maybe next time we will get together.
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