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.
