Yesteday (6th Jan) I drove up to the East Mids where I am staying in a 4* hotel very close to the airport. It is a strange hotel as it looks rather bland on the outside, but is actually rather nice on the inside. I believe it is a new build and could have easily have lacked any personality, but it is built in such a way that you could quite happily get lost and find new areas all day lol.
I've been very lucky and am situated on the first floor (if indeed there is a second floor) although I have seen a flight of stairs, but not a lift. The room is a nice size and I have a table and chairs and another chair for the dressing table. There is a nice flat screen TV and numerous channels to choose from. There is also a nice big wardrobe and a comfortable double bed, The bathroom and shower are adequate, although it is nice to have a bath with hot water, as my bath at home has not been able to produce hot water since the cold weather set in.
I am quite surprised to see it snowing this morning AGAIN! I'm so pleased that I drove up here yesterday and did not wait until today when catching the plane. Although it was quite heart renching leaving my son at home as he is very poorly with the flu at the moment and I'm not sure if he is well enough to be left. Thankfully my Mum lives close by and has offered to look after him for me, although he is at that age where he likes his own space and refused to go and stay with her. Kids!
I've only had one booking while here, which was yesterday, although I had 4 people book me and all bar one only wanted half an hour, which was rather disappointing. I'm not sure if this is an East Midlands thing, as I have never had such a low attendance rate before, rather disappointing to say the least. However, there is always a silver lining and in this case it came in the form of a 30 year old with gorgeous blue eyes and wavy blond hair. To be honest he looked more like 27. He had 'sadly' only booked half an hour, but he came in and joined me having a glass of red wine and was very chatty, he didn't seem to be in a rush. He was going to have a shower, but then we started kissing and we decided there were far more important things to do. I'm glad to say that he was clean anyway, so really didn't need the shower and I think he was just being polite. Needless to say the time went very swiftly and I thoroughly enjoyed riding is rather large cock. He seemed to enjoy the blow job that I gave him too, as he asked if I would finish him off that way, which eventually ended with me licking his balls while he came over my tits. Believe me it was a site to see and really made my day, as I have not been able to work over the xmas and new year period very much and of course with my son not being well. I was very horny!
So... I had definitely been warmed up for more and was really looking forward to the next booking, although in my heart I new it was not likely to happen. For several months now I have been getting calls from a chap in Birmingham who is in his early 20s and calls himself Matt. He has toyed with booking me several times and I wasn't sure if he had let me down once before or not, but thought he had. However, since it is a private number I can't make reference to it and my memory faded. Anyway, he said he would love to come over and see me and booked me for half an hour at 8pm. In the mean time I had decided to go on cam. I was having a great time and one chap who I put in my phone as Chris 2 called and asked if he could see me. I was honest and told him I had to wait and see if this guy turned up, but if he called me back at 10 to 8 I may be able to see him. He said he lived close, so it wouldn't be a problem. Sadly and not surprisingly Matt did not turn up and did not text or phone to explain why and more disappointingly Chris 2 did not call back either. Another gent had called and asked to meet too and said he did not want to meet after someone else, so would leave it, again this was because of the pending Matt booking.
I do wonder what exactly guys get out of making bookings when they have no intention of following them through? Yes he prevented me from working, but to be honest last night was not about the money for me. I'm here in a hotel, having the first bit of respite in ages and 'me' time and I had to turn away 2 men that may have enjoyed my company as much as I enjoyed theirs because of his ill behaviour. It's kind of tragic really and makes me wonder what he is actually doing with his life? Seems kind of sad to me.
So... I woke up this morning rather early as I had a call off another gentleman who was looking at meeting up with me between 6am and 7am. Knowing how horny I am in the mornings and having not had enough fun last night, I agreed. Guess what! No call, he didn't turn up. Now I'm starting to get a bit frustrated, so I put my computer on and started the 'justcamit' with Adultwork. Thank God I'm not the only early riser!!! I had a lovely time having some naughty fun on cam, which will hopefully lead to some future bookings. I love the new cam to cam facility. One particular gentlemen from down South (I hope to see when I visit London) was extremely good looking and I really enjoyed playing with him. To think I used to go on to a swinging site to watch guys play with themselves while I masturbated and never got a penny lol. Now I can get rid of my pent up frustration, talk to some lovely men and help pay the bills. Almost as good as Escorting! lol.
One thing that did come of the camming, while in conversation was how the word 'couger' was altering peoples perception of me. I was talking to a chap in Swindon who said he was 48. Now 48 to me is not that dissimilar to my own age of 38 and certainly would not put me off meeting, but he said that he would have seen me in my home town of Worcester before now, but I like younger men. This is true, I do love younger men and I really enjoy the treat of entertaining one now and again, but... no one is one dimensional and I certainly am not. As much as I enjoy the animal magnitude of young flesh, I also enjoy the skill, the mind and the sensuality of a more mature man or someone nearer my own age. Admittedly if a mature man came to me asking for a quickie I would refuse, but then I would refuse that of a younger man too. I'm not really made for sex that does not include the mind. I enjoy conversation, I enjoy sharing a drink, or giving a massage and finding common ground. I love kissing and cuddling and surprisingly I put those things ahead of the couger thing.
I suppose as you can only go by face value (most of the time) and may not be able to appreciate how my mnd works by a FAQ answer, I will have to address what I have written and change the wording accordingly. I really do not want to put someone off like the Swindon person by making them think that I would not want their company, it just isn't true, that is unless he really was just looking for a quickie that included water sports and anal in 10 mins flat lol, then it's a NO!
It's really hard to appreciate how much you learn on the job with Escorting. Nothing is as simple as it seems and equally as we are dealing with our body, we are also dealing with your minds. I think for the majority of guys that use Escorts they want to be desired as much as we do and most (I'm glad to say) are looking for a girlfriend scenario, which is exactly what I enjoy doing. I don't want to feel dirty or sorded or slutty. I know that might sound contradictory, especially when I enjoy having a stranger cum over my tits, but I'd like to think I do it with class lol. I'm not being snobby (or maybe I am?) but I take pride in my appearance and I like to get to know you a little, be intimate with mind, body and soul and not just be a vessel to be used. I do hope that is how you see me too? Equally I view each man as an individual, I have no preconceptions, although I admit to imagining most need an out let for their pent up frustration or to de-stress if a workaholic etc. I don't believe that most men don't care about who they are meeting, otherwise why would you want to kiss or give oral? This is what makes it special, this is what for me makes it right! And why I enjoy doing it.
Gosh I am getting deep. It's just turning 10.30am. I'm staying at this hotel until 2pm and then I'm going to make my way over to the airport, deposit my vehicle at the longstay carpark and hopefully get my bags through without paying excess. Have you ever tried weighing your bags on bathroom scales? It's not easy and I'm sure it is likely to be misleading. I had one bag weigh in at around 8 kilos and the next one 7 kilos. I'm allowed 18 in total and hoping that another 4 kilos isn't going to appear from no where when I take them in. At least with going in a bit early, I have time to trapes back to the car and leave a few things behind if I really have to, although I'm not sure what.
I'm really really looking forward to getting to Edinburgh. I'm being picked up by someone that I saw when I last toured Glasgow in August. We have always kept in touch, he's a very funny man and often brightens up my day. We're spending the rest of the day together and he is taking me out to dinner. The hotel has got a pool so I've asked him to bring his trunks with him. Even if we don't get into the pool I'm sure we can enjoy the jacuzzi together or get slippy in the steam room, gosh I can't wait!! I know he will be looking forward to the sex and so am I, but secretly what I'm really looking forward to is falling asleep in his arms (yes I know totally romantic) but I am! I rarely get to sleep with a man, as I have been single for 11 years and having a son, can't just invite people back, so this is going to be a rare and welcome treat. The idea of spooning while drifting off and of course he does have the benefit of me always waking up feeling rampent lol.
That's it for now. I'll not likely write any more until Saturday afternoon, so check again after that. Take care and have a lovely weekend. Fingers crossed the snow doesn't settle. xxx
8th January 2011
Well... gosh what a myriad of emotions I have been through over the last 24 hours or so. I really enjoyed the adventure of going over to the airport, going through security (wow has that changed! I even had to take my shoes off!) and getting on the plane etc. I had some time to spend in transit so I decided to buy some books. I do enjoy reading, but am rarely in the right environment when I can really concentrate and enjoy the book. This therefore, was the perfect opportunity. I had intended to buy just one, but it was a buy one and get the next half price thing, so I decided to go for it. After all, I do need to travel back too and may get through the first book swiftly.
I don't have a clue who is in vogue in the world of literature at the moment, so it really was a suck it and see experience. Scanning along the vast books, with their colourful pictures and enticing titles. This is when my eyes stopped at, 'Confessions of a London Call Girl - Hooked'. Now I'm not sure if I thought I might be able to use it as a manual or just as something to muse over when comparing with my own life, but it has certainly got me reading again. I had read 5 chapters by the time we had hit Edinburgh. I can honestly say that it so far bares no resemblence to my life though, mostly due to the fact that I don't have the stereotypical drug habit or find myself swimming in a pool of booze every night. I'm just an ordinary person, who looked at her assets and how she could make a little extra money to keep a float. How boring is that? Still I shall continue reading it, as it has been entertaining and I can empathise with the odd experience she has had.
The plane get's in on time (if not a tad early) and my bags are the first ones through on the conveyer belt (that is a first!) one of the handles is missing off my suitcase though :( Still at least it wasn't the one with the info on where the case was going, so it got to the right place. Within a few minutes I was safely sat in my clients car, which was a relief as it was snowing quite hard. Not long later we were at the hotel and ready to book in. I can't say I was impressed with the booking in procedure, but the room is nice, with it's pride and joy being the most humongous bed I have ever seen in my life! I have taken a picture, but I won't put it up until I have left, as I don't want to arouse suspicion at all.
Once we had settled in we went outside and found a nice Italian restaurant to eat in. It was a relief to get in there as the snow was very heavy and by the time we got in my hair was soaked. We had a glorious pasta dinner, which I'm definitely going to try and make when I get home and came home to a glass of wine, a warm room and darts! lol well only a little bit of darts. It was lovely to cuddle up and drift off to sleep while being carressed. I'm not going to say too much about what we did together, because for me it didn't really feel like a booking. It felt more like two people that liked each other a lot spending some very precious time together. Other than that the morning was amazing and if I could wake up like that every morning, I would be a very happy lady. In all honesty I quite begrudged that it had to end and it if it wasn't for the fact that I had to at least try and make the money back that I had invested in being here, I may well have just asked him to stay.
To be honest I have been left feeling a little meloncholy. I guess if the phone had been ringing 24/7 it may not have happened, as I wouldn't have had time, but it hasn't and I have felt quite a lone for the first time in ages. I normally enjoy my own company, but I'm just acutely aware that I have to make some money and am not doing so. Ironically I have had several calls to see me in Worcester, isn't that always the way? I'm really not sure why I'm not getting the calls, so if you have noticed something on my profile that may be off putting, I really would appreciate your feedback. I've even considered going blonde lol. (Although I really don't want to).
So... what does a girl do when she is in this predicament? Well, firstly I am saved by a lovely gentleman who is visiting from Aberdeen. I'm glad to say he was delighted with his visit and was looking at ways to see me again either in Birmingham or for me to travel up to Aberdeen. I think this is the frustrating thing. I've never had a bad or even a mediocre booking and most are really happy when they see me, so I know I'm not doing anything wrong. I've even got some cracking reports. Hmmm... I think I will have to dwell on that some more. Anyway, the next thing is food! I've just ordered myself a Chinese takeaway and I'm waiting for it with baited breath, while watching re-runs of 'Benidorm' which I find hilarious, so all is not lost. I still have a day to go here. You never know, someone might see a good thing when it's presented to them and actuallly come and see me. Such an anti-climax after an amazing start.
Otherwise I shall be doing the 'tourist' thing tomorrow and taking a look at what Edinburgh has to offer, or taking advantage of the swimming pool and gym.
9th January 2011
Would you believe that I had 5 phone calls between the times of 9.30pm and 4.30am? My profile quite clearly stated that I would not be entertaining after 10pm due to being at a hotel, but nope, the guys all get randy in the middle of the night and want my body when they can't have it! lol. I really must stay at an apartment next time!!!
Another quiet day with just the one enquirey for a time that was not possble, so had to be left. Fortunately my over night client needed to pop over with something around 2ish and being at a loose end, I asked him if he would like to show me round Edinburgh. I'm glad to say that he was happy to do so and I had a very enjoyable end to the day. We walked up the 237 steps of the Edinburgh Monument, where I was able to take some lovely scenic photo's and then walked across to the Art Musuem and had a look at some very beautiful art work.
I have to admit that I do enjoy looking at art. I know it is all about interpretation or a snippet of history immortalised to be seen and appreciated for 100s of years. Some times it might look completely mad, but even then it can be very pleasing to the eye. As I enjoy painint (mostly with acrylics) I also can't help giving works of art my critical eye and deciding if it is a piece that I aspire to work towards in level of skill or one that I secretly feel I have already surpassed. In some instances I would have preferred to know more about the content than the artist, but I guess some arts of work will always remain a mystery, having been painted before anyone on this earth alive today was born and now left to be appreciated for the strokes of paint and the textures that are left to show emotion or mood.
Needless to say that I left the Museum as it was closing feeling very content and pleased that I had company in which to do it with. The time had gone very quickly and thoughts of food entered our heads. We decided it would be nice to find somewhere to eat and both being of similar nature allowed the other to choose. It is quite comical really how we ping pong off each other. He is a real sweety and someone I could be very fond of given the chance. After going through the various choices of places to eat from MacDonalds to the French Restaurant that was on the Gorden Ramsey 'Best Restaurants' programme we finally decided on a place called 'The Muscle Top'. Without drooling too much, all I will say is that I for a moment, felt like I had died and gone to heaven and my God did I have a huge portion!!! (Don't be rude!).
We waddled over to the local Sainsbury's and picked up a bottle to take back to the hotel and continued to waddle back to the hotel, where my eager friend was keen to catch the end of the darts match. Yes I did say darts lol. We were remember together as friends, as this was not a booking, so this is exactly what we did. He put the telly on, while the kettle was boiling and I continued to read my book based on a London Hooker (That is a whole new blog).
Eventually the night had to come to an end and we said our goodbyes. It's funny how things don't always work out the way you expect them to. I admit that I did not make much money on this trip, in fact all in all I broke even, but I had a lovely time and enjoyed the majority of it. It was nice to experience the boyfriend/girlfriend thing for myself again, after 11 years of being single and I enjoyed the banter that we shared and the content feeling of being with someone that I felt totally at ease with. Lol, I reckon one day I'll make someone a damn good girlfriend for real, even if he does think I'm bossy! *grins*.
10th January 2011
Today is my last day. I'm not expecting to get any work, although I have managed to extend my time at the hotel by a few hours, which is great as I wasn't sure what I was going to do with my luggage before needing to travel back to the airport. What I had decided to do was to go on cam. This way I can make a little more money before going home.
The time on cam went brilliantly. I made a fair bit of money through group an private showings and managed to get 3 bookings for my London tour in a couple of weeks time. I also managed to catch up with a few guys that I used to chat to in cam before the Summer hols, which was lovely. I rarely get a chance to go on cam when I'm at home due to having a son and the fact it is quite cold in my home, so not the best environment for dressing sexy in. All in all a good morning.
Around 1pm I decided it was time to pack up, get showered and have my final meal in Edinburgh. By the time I had got myself ready it was about quarter to 2, so I decided to go across the road to the Bella Italian restaurant. I had a very yummy Carbonara with garlic butter doe sticks. Very rich and creamy, but it would keep me full until I got back home, which was what I really needed. I then had enough time to nip across to the new town and deposit some money before picking up my bags and walking down to the Airport Shuttle.
I really can't complain about the flight at all. It was supposed to get in to the East Midlands for 7.55pm, but we actually got back for 7.35pm. I was back at my vehicle before 8pm and ready for the journey home. A little detour to pick up food and my son and back home for 10pm. Which is where this tour blog ends.
I think the moral of the story is to know when to draw the line and not to let things get you down when they don't run to plan, but to embrace what is before you and when the hand of friendship is offered, take it and enjoy it.
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