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I do love my sunshine but I hate some of the things it brings with it.
The worst thing has to be the field mice. When moving house I forgot to think of the fact that backing on to a park might attract mice. I think the boards have heard my screams sat from wherever they are. So tonight I am awoken my the cat scrambling in the hallway. Having not slept properly for days due to the heat I was not best pleased by her antics. After moving my heaving trainer boxs something flew past my feet. ***OUT RIPS A HIGH PITCH SCREAM*** Now I know why the girls always scream in horror films. I am normally the one shouting at the screen look behind you!! I swear this thing jumped!!
Anyway bordering on hysterical I threw everything out the front of the house and the cat went in wild pursuit of its snack. Have been told so many times, "it's only natural, it's what cats do" NOT MY BLOODY CAT. Dressed in just a bra and thong I am in hot pursuit of the cat and trying to rescue the mouse. **CUE neighbours pulling up in the car** Think they are still in disgust from Sunday, well I did get out of the car in just a bikini and there was the very loud girlie sessions over the weekend. The teenage boy must be in his element!!
So my biggest pet hate in the summer is the mice. The next has to be the heat at night. For me I love the heat as long as I can sunbathe in it. So another sticky night has set in and upteen cold showers and I am still feeling it. Too scared to open the windows incase another mouse comes in or the cat jumps out of it to go and grab a midnight snack. Have been like a walking zoombie because I am so tired.
One of my last ones has to be the insect bites. They really are not becoming. Lots of pin prick spots on bodies with glowing yell heads. Yuck!! Have had to buy industrial sized spot cream for clients. Sorry they cant leave the house without being offered, moisturiser to stop their skin drying out, it prolongs your tans boys, spot cream for the obvious and mens toiletries so they don't smell like they have been frolicing with a floozie. But what I do love the most about the sunshine is how it gives me the permanent horn!
Three weeks in Thailand all booked for a wonderful winter break. Been offered to join a client in Oz for almost three months, just let me find a bikini and some cream and I will be jumping in that case. Sure the cat and mice wont mind someone else looking after them.
Last but not least how did I forget the allergies. I am a freak, really I am. I am allergic to grass seed, in order to cut the grass I either bribe someone to do it or don the wellies. Even then I still end up with red lumps on my legs. I feel sorry for those that suffer hayfever, but at least you know what it is. Me....I have had half a toilet roll up my nose for weeks and countless clients have suggested that maybe I have a drug habit. It might be the constant sneezing and nose fiddling. My only habit is an allergy to god knows what, and nothing is helping it.
I love summer really. Tiny bikinis, hot pants, boob tubes, hair tied back, no make up, natural glow, flaunting your body to the max. Now must go and have my fifth cold shower of the night.
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Added on: 07/05/06 19:45
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Have been hiding away for the past week or so. Been so busy and have meant to blog but not got round to it.
I am another year older and had the mother of hangovers to prove it. Despite being so drunk I could barely stand I poledanced better than ever before and took a girl home to bed with me!! Yes thats true. Apparently we were very loud, my recollections of it are vague, wicked boobs though. A large girl about an 18/20 but the most fab boobs ever. Firm, upright and perfect. Am seeing her again. Best snog yet!! Trying to convert her into being an escort. Had to laugh when an esocrt friend said "she can't be an escort she's minging, the size of her" Some of the best escorts are a 16 plus so where is the problem. Have to give 11 out of 10 on her oral techniques. Mind blowing. Looking forward to my next installment.
Boogied at a music festival on Sunday, after the tuts for arriving in a bikini went away people began to realise I had the right idea. Scorching hot so wear little and lay on a rug in the middle of the park.
Diet was going well but been naughty for the past five days, still lost over half a stone though.
Working hard on my new duo site, just had the pics back and they are amazing. Looking forward to this new venture. In the process of setting up a new venture so will have to vanish from the boards for a bit.
Got so many new tales to tell and not enough time to tell you. Will give some of the subjects the time that they deserve. A big misconception of mine was quashed today. Will try and tell you about it tomorrow inbetween the dirty nappy changes.
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Added on: 07/04/06 19:47
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I have to start by saying recently I have really gone onto boob appreciation mode, I am loving my curves and so are the guys. I love my boobs, I think they are great, perfect size, perfect colour, tad too heavy for my liking but hang perfectly.
But after falling out of my G cups I decided to take the plunge and resign myself to the fact that I was going to have to slim down. I can not afford another cup size change, my wardrobe is heaving as it is. It is not attractive looking like I have a second set of boobs and poking my nipples back into bras.
So I picked up the phone and made the call. It took several attempts to get me to a group but I eventually made it.
I am not a big fan of Little Britain but never have I seen a truer scene, "ohhh I do like a bit of cake! Anyone cake? Cake, I lurrrrvves the cake" Honestly. Sat in front of me was Rab C Nesbit with his string vest and tiny shorts, (looked a bit like Andy was waiting on Lou to pop in with his I want that one!) Previously 26 stone the NHS decided to throw money at his health. They replaced both hips, added pacemaker and he still went on to have a heart attack, all under the age of 40. He sat there proudly and justified his 6lb gain in one week as going to a BBQ at the weekend, drinking loads, having a caterers size cake and a caterers size jar of gherkins to himself in one sitting and eating everything he wanted because he didnt want to chuck the remains of the BBQ away. He looked happy and smug when he said it. I felt physically sick. He showed no intention of wanting to lose weight or being healthier and was probably only there on doctors orders. Sorry I know this does not sound politically correct but it is like throwing extra wood onto a burning building it is going to keep on burning until there is nothing left.
So we are sat in a circle and doing the physco analysing of it all.
5 reasons why you cant stick to this diet. Errrmmmm. I like my alcohol too much. Only one glass a day permitted. Sorry but come on, I am not an alchie but by god did I feel it. If I am working in the evening or going out then I dont want one, but if I have worked that day then it helps unwind, only 2 or 3 glasses but some. Reason 2. My lifestyle means sometimes I just have to grab or go without, something is better than nothing. No others.
5 reasons why you want to lose weight. That was easy I came up with 10 without even thinking. One of the few jobs where your weight determines your work.
5 reasons why you wouldnt want to lose weight. Only one, the lack of drinking.
Your weaknesses. Can you guess my answer?
So we are sat around and having carried out this exercise she then went into a long conversation of encouraging words and again those deadly words came out
for some people it is crisps, others it is chocolate, and for some wine
(and action.she carefully chose that word as the woman sat next to me had earlier asked what alcohol it was I liked and the type of wine I liked),
**cue everyone turning to look at me. I am not an alcoholic, I just like a drink in the evening. I dont think I have ever felt bad about it before until then. It is not a habit, it is not an addiction is just something I like to have occasionally but as soon as the risk of never again creeps in you realise you dont want to lose it.
So with my 3 tablespoons of pasta allowance and my one glass of wine I wonder how well I am going to do. I have gone back to the gym, despite orders to let my discs heal, and find I am more focused, my kicks the other day drew in a crowd of spectators. All men, and my boobs for once stayed in my top. But I had the best workout this year by far. I can see my goal a lot more clearly. Tone down some of my muscles, tone up my abs, build my core muscles back up (they are the ones that support your hips and back) and try and not to go up another cup size. I am happy as I am. A slim escort the other day said to me but you get away with being overweight because you are pretty My reply was I am not overweight and I am happy with my curves, as soon as you accept your shape you become a lot happier and all you have to do is please yourself, my favourite line at the moment to people with problems is and how does that person really affect your lifedoes it really matter what that person thinks The answer if no. Love yourself and the rest will follow. My weight is still in the healthy bracket, my body is healthy, I eat a well balanced diet, I do skip meals but at least I eat some of them rather than starve my body and damage it. I exercise daily and if it wasnt for spinal injuries then I probably would be a stick again but I love curves. Bring back the curves!!!! I like my women like how I love my cars, curvy. Nothing more attractive than bum, boobs and hips, a woman with confidence is a fantastic thing.
With my 12 week goal stuck to the fridge door, and my four steps of how I am going to achieve it, my three people who can help me, I wonder if I will fail or succeed. How long will the low alcohol last? Well at 11pm I am doing well on none, but I can hear the cold crisp dry white in the fridge calling me.
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Added on: 06/23/06 17:05
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Have been so busy with my daily crap this week that I have not had the chance to blog.
It has been a real rollercoaster of a week. Quite emotional but I have come out of it tougher than ever and with stronger friendships.
I have had another succesful tour and have come away from that with another review and hopefully some new friends. Everyone was sweet smelling and squeeky clean, think people are getting to know me now. It was lovely meeting up with people that I have been talking to for months. One in particular I thought did not like me so imagine my shock when they phoned to say they had a great time. I can honestly say this is my happiest moment in all the time I have been escorting. I want to take a snapshot photo and remember this for when the chips are down. My clients are great, certain board members are great and I am having such a fun time. Maybe it is the sunshine coming out to play that has made me feel like this, but I want this feeling forever.
Someone left a message on my answerphone this week saying, I will be doing this the rest of my life. Well if I am it is not a bad thing. I love what I do when it is good. Be select and you can have a whale of a time. I have happily taken the pay drop and taken the stress and pressure away. I am a successful business woman, there is nothing wrong in that.
A regular client of mine, who I have dated in the past, has been really ill this week. It has been a painful week looking after him and worrying about his health whilst still working. I am one of lifes people though that need to be kept busy. He is slowly on the mend and will be out of my hair in no time.
A punting board member this week decided to launch a full pelt attack on me, unprovoked I may add. A string of threats were made to go with that but he forgot to mention that when he posted the reply my client sent. What a poor pathetic man that must be to threaten a woman. I must be a real threat to his ego. So anyway, even more cameras have been installed and more tracking systems in place, feel like I am in MI5. But you can never be too careful, especially when someone is sick enough to threaten to get you raped. Nice man this planet has to put up with.
Am currently working on building some new sites which is fun and helping a new indie come out, well we should all stick together!!
The family of birds in the loft finally vacated on Friday now I just have to go and fix the hole they have left behind. They have kept me awake all week with "chirp bloody chirp", sounds sweet for the first time but not small hours of the morning.
It has been an eventful week, but a good one despite the bad. I should hopefully get my home back to the peaceful, clean, tranquil haven I am used to soon. As much as I like helping others the extra grim and cleaning is not good. All my electric pink nails are now chipped!!
Still on my eco warrier/mother nature mission I went to an agricultural circus yesterday. All about co2 emission, recycling and being good to the planet. It was, in a nerdy sort of way, interesting. Bit hypocritical though, the car park was full up!!
One other really good thing to come out of the week is to see another clients transformation. He is a really nice guy who was going through a crappy divorce when I met him, each week he looked more and more stressed. After watching a horrific death I really thought he would end up in an early grave or commited. I always lend an ear out of work as well as in work and he has finally taken my advice and gone to see a counsellor, the transformation is amazing. He has lost weight, his eyes are brighter, his skin is clearer and he looks happy and stress free. Why am I telling you this?????? You don't have to be afraid to ask for help when you need it. It takes a bigger person to admit there is something wrong and a brave person to go and get help.
www.psychologies.co.uk my link for the day.
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Added on: 06/18/06 08:57
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I have decided to boycot the footie this year but it seems that is all anyone wants to talk about. I wandered around some car dealers yesterday and most of the responses were **shock**horror**why aren't I watching the footie. Simple I would rather take part in the sport than watch it. The die hard footie fans made me laugh yesterday, instead of being inside the pub watching the game they profess to love so much they were all outside drinking. Is it not just an excuse to get p***ed during the day?
You can tell it is footie season, when else will you get countless drunks ring you during the daytime, "are you free now love". They cant even wait 10-15 driving time, let alone time for me to jump in the shower. Hence why I decided to relax this weekend.
Tax payers money is building the new Wembley, what a waste of money when there is a little girl in my borough that needs 24K for artificial limbs and the NHS wont help. Yesterday was National Infertility Day, incase anyone didn't know, was reading my mag yesterday and looking at the stats, it costs 3000 a go to have the choice of having a child, the NHS gives smoking related illnesses 3 times more money than infertility.
So I wandered around upten car dealers, test drives later and I am still in love with the first car. It is BRIGHT pink, think it says alot about the driver, it is a limited edition for Breast Cancer awareness, makes me want it even more. Trouble is I want all the extras that the next model up has but I don't like those colours. So today I am sulking, I really, really want the pink one.
Have been working on my tour dates, cant wait to meet the guys I have chatted online with for over a year but not looking forward to the nosey receptions and the lack of air con in my car, "anyone got a can opener?".
Despite the new promos I am still get hagglers on the phone. You can't tell I have been hormonal they are getting their ears chewed off, and who says I don't do customer service? There is only so many times a girl can be asked can I come more than 3 times in an hour for 100 and still sound interested. Just don't ring me up first thing in the morning and wake me up asking about my pubic hair line or about anal, a recent caller knows the short straw reply to that. You should wait til at least 10am, let the brain start working.
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Added on: 06/11/06 07:44
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Got so many different blogs inside me today, so just going to go through my chain of thoughts recently.
I have to laugh at one of my previous blogs, it was meant as gentle persuasion for guys to wash, the sun is shining and it is scorching, we are all working up a sweat so need to pay more attention to our body hygiene. Anyway, the debate has hit a board and they think they know who is who. Dont know how they work that one out as they are exerts from a number of tours, I do travel the world!! No personal details where given out and it was just to make guys and girls laugh. I do the same with exerts from my emails as well. It is nice to see an insight of our lives. Currently working on my 4 funniest bookings, and my four best. If you understand our world a little more then maybe our actions will be understood sometimes.
So I finally met this guy after about 18 months, I did not really have a mental picture in mind and hoped like mad we would get on. I am pleased to say, we did. I think I have found a friend in the industry in him. It is always hard to judge where to place your trust, and I am too trusting. Expectations exceeded.
Have been dragged into some industry politics, you know when you find something out and you wish you didnt. Torn in two and not wanting to know I have had the mother of headaches. I have tried to stay on the fence and give advice. Kiss and make up, clear the air. What has happened has been handled wrong, by all of those concerned, now it feels like we all have to return to our corners and prepare for battle. Someone placed their trust wrongly and in return got sh** on from a great height. Sometimes I feel like I am too old for this playground stuff. Just come out in the open and be honest is what I have wanted to scream all week.
So.this week I have been looking for a male participant for a booking with a female client. Trying to get all the requirements from both sides and stay on top of it has been fun. Every guy is wondering how many takers there are but the response has not been as good as I hoped.
Anyway the sun is shining and I can feel my ears burning further afield, lets see what they have done now.
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Added on: 06/08/06 10:36
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I have been promising for a while to print some of my notes from my tours. This will make you laugh, cringe and feel sorry for us girls, it might even encourage you to wash. I started making more accurate notes after someone tried to post a fake review on me.
I am being kind with my remarks, there is nothing more hornier than a clean sweet smelling body. Showers and mouthwash was offered to every single one. In three days only one client smelt sweet. I could of jumped him. I was so touched by the fact that someone was sweet smelling that when we bumped into him later that night we let him join us for drinks. It is something you take for granted. Would you visit a girl that stank, would you go down on a girl that stank of rotten fish? Then why do you find it acceptable for us. Baby wipes are a god send to me.
Was so glad to get back to my UK clients. You boys are learning to roll it back and wash it and you 9 times out of 10 arrive with a horny aftershave on. You have given me some of the best appts ever recently. Clean, well presented horny sweet smelling men. Looking forward to my next one, only been trying to see each other for 18 months. Please live up to my expectations. Am jumping in the shower now for you.
These are my highlights. Location not the UK:
Client A: Scruffy, dirty looking, looked like been dragged through hedge backwards, hair had been bleached by sun and had some interesting shades of green in with the dirty blonde. More than likely could of smelt him from 2 miles away.
Client B: I honestly could smell this one two flights of stairs away. BIG reviewer. I asked if he would like a shower. No thank you, I am okay. Said lets get in the shower I like playing in it. Thought maybe I could wash some of this smell away. I was actually gagging from the smell. I would rather not, lets have one after HOW CAN YOU NOT SMELL YOURSELF!!!! Screaming in my head. Booked me despite liking a completely different type of girl. Roll on the bad review. By hey, you made it so hard for me to be in the same room as you, I dropped enough hints about the smell.
Client C: How could I of forgotten about you? Oh my god. You know when someone falls from every single branch of the ugly tree? Well he must of gone under the ground as well. Trying to think of a character that you could compare him to. Jim Carey in A series of unfortunate events, but worse. Bit like a gremlin gone evil. This is being kind honestly. You know he stank just by describing him, he smelt like chewed up dog poo. Short funny coloured curls stuck out randomly from his head, funny shaped head with Prince Charles ears but with a forest coming out of them.
I dont mind virgins I really dont. He said he had had sex before, sorry I dont believe you. Boobs are attached to the body, if you pull and tug them they will hurt. He literally pulled them as far out as you could. This client really made me question my work. I threw him in the shower and could smell the smell washing over him, no amount of shower gel could make this one sweeter smelling. The other girl had to bang on the door several times as he was not leaving. Took 40 mins to go even with the threat of security removing him he was not budging. Cold shiver down my back and sick feeling in the pit of my stomach thinking about him. Dont think I have smelt or seen worse in three and a half years!!!
Client D: You were quite attractive until I smelt you, from afar you could be described as horny, and what a lucky girl I was going to be. You were late and I thought you were a time waster. It did not take you long to let slip you were a drug dealer, should of guessed by the tats on your body and the track marks. You were a nice client but remarks that you continued to make screamed undercover cop to me. Offered you mouthwash so many times why did you not get the hint, I even used it infront of you. Sweeter smelling and you could of made a girl cum in her pants just looking at you.
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Added on: 06/06/06 07:17
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I have to tell you what a big girl's blouse I am. I had big panda red eyes, tears streaming down my face and all rational thoughts had vapourised.
I was getting ready for a job last night, the time was quite flexible as I had to drop off my clients car, he had got too tipsy the previous night, and he had to drop me back. Anyway it was really late at night and I was talking to one of the girls from here. Needed some advice.
I should tell you I love animals, at the moment I only have a cat and rabbit but take in rescues, only the other week I had a foster Doberman, the St Bernard did not go down well in my house. The cat sulked.
Back on track. Recently the cat and I have had words. If she is not tripping me up on the stairs when I am trying to go to a job then she is sick. She is very clingy and misses me.
You know what they say about showing how much they love you.......well it was about midnight, I was very tired and as I walked across the cold kitchen floor I noticed something on the worktop. I thought it was her cat nip toy. Imagine my shock when it moved. Poor Jo on the other end of the phone must of thought I was being murdered. My pitch started to get higher and higher and I felt like a character from a Freddy Cruger film. It's not that I am scared of animals. I just don't like them in my house if they are not my pet. Especially if the cat has brought it in.
My screams and shouts were hysterical, my legs were shaky, I couldn't breath and the obsenities were flying out of my mouth. Poor cat did not know what she had done wrong. Neighbours curtains were twitching, they must of thought there was an intruder in the house.
My panic had taken over and as far as I was concerned this bird in my kitchen was minus a head. I kept jumping and screaming whilst everyone was trying to calm me down. All that came out of my mouth was "find the head" and rude words to the cat. My mum would of washed my mouth out with soap had she of been there.
So eventually I slowly peer back into the kitchen again, I don't believe what I have been told. The bird still had it's head attached to its body, so where the hell had it gone when I was there. It was so beautiful, terrified that a wild banshee had been screaming near it but tiny, perfect and most importantly breathing. I did not want it touched by our hands because the scent would make the mother reject it, after a couple of attempts to fly it flew out of my window.
My screaming had stopped and the big sobs of tears started, I could not find the RSPB number, I was convinced that it would be rejected by its mother. The poor little thing could barely fly. It hit the car window a few times. So it was 12.30 and I am on my hands and knees in next to nothing trying to rescue the baby bird that is sat under my parked car.
By the time I had calmed down I had black streaks all the way down my face and was in no fit state to work. Did not want to sound like a big woss so did not tell the client the whole truth, just that it was late and I was tired. I hope he understood. Reading this he will hopefully understand.
Put myself to bed and let out litle sniffles and sobs for another hour. As soon as the sun came up I was out the front looking for little baby bird, but he was nowhere to be seen.
See I am a pussycat deep down, an irrational banshee when upset but deep down a caring human being. I just hope mother nature looked after my little pal last night. The cat is still throwing filthy looks at me today she did not like the names I called her. With presents like that I would rather she hated me.
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Added on: 06/06/06 06:46
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So it was 3am and bleary eyed me after two hours sleep crawled out of my pit. Straight in the shower for full body works and the hope of waking up. Five mins into it and covered in shower gel and shampoo the temperature drops to below sub zero. What a way to start a tour!!
Arrive at the airport at 5am, nice and early to find the check in has been moved, once I find an overpaid dozy member of staff top point me in the right direction and knows there a**e from their elbow I discover check in closed half hour early. No way can I get on board. Walking around in a panic I decided rather than wait 10 hours for the next flight to try another airport. The hunt for internet began. Booked another flight at the wonderful cost of 268!!! Then the race was on. After being sat in traffic jam on M25 for two hours I realised there was no way I was going to make it on time. Flight number three was amde quite quickly after that!!!
Anyway, three cancelled flights later and i arrive at the destination and feel like someone has set me up, the place that was recommended was down an alley, not discreet, not clean and I have become allergic to everything hear. Red eyes, runny nose, outbreak of spots, roll on coming home!!!
If I see one more set of crunchy, stinky ginger pubes I will cry, big buckets :) I promise you they will be big manly tears.
And you thought I job was all glamour. sniffle, sniffle.
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Added on: 06/01/06 11:37
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Wow, what a week thank god it is almost over.
50% timewaster/no show ratio this week, not bad, picking up slightly.
Had so much to contend with, leaky pipes, bruising, tour planning, DIY, naughty pussy(4 legged variety), so much else.
Just been asked to be Chief Bridesmaid for a truly amazing woman, if you had to nominate a woman of the year she is it. She better not put me in frills or anything that resembles a toilet roll cover!!!
Had some truly lovely cients this week and guys and girls have rallied round. With every knock I feel tougher and stronger than ever, feel unbreakable.
Sad creature that I am bought a new CD last night, been after it for years, first time I have seen it a reasonable price, am ready for the jokes............. Lion King soundtrack, it is a real feel good album, honest!!! Sitting in bathroom running bath playing it as I type. Feel all fired up for the day.
All signed up for new college course, am really excited, will be fantastic for the girls in the industry.
What does not break you makes you stronger!! Still smiling, happy weekend!! Kxxxx
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Added on: 05/26/06 06:20
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I did blog yesterday, it was funny and perky saying what a great day yesterday was and how good today should be but it vanished, so if anyone read Mellow before it disappeared you would know that I am up beat again. Don't ever let the b*****Ds grind you down!!
I wrote about a great magazine I haev discovered called phsycologies but I guess the PC gremlins liked my blog so ate it.
Will tell you again about the wrong number friendship that has blossomed tomorrow xxx sleep tight
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Added on: 05/24/06 18:32
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I have spent the past few weeks pondering about things. Whilst everything is whizzing around my head, do I dont I post about certain things I have this one song playing in my head. It is beautiful, when my head slows down enough to hear quiet thoughts that is what I hear. I love the cover version, it is more haunting, the voice.
http://mfile.akamai.com/9139/rm/stream.wmg.com/wmi/uk/keishawhite/The_Weakness_In_Me_Hi.ram
Music is an important part of my life and whenever things feel uncertain I turn to my CD collection. Whilst lounging around in the sunshine I was missing this song, I left it at home by accident. Listening to this makes sense of everything in my head, for me. The best therapy I have had is music, had a bad day put on something lively and loud so that you cant dwell. Think of those summer tracks that warm you up even though it is still bloody raining outside.
Anyway, after a wonderful break away from things I came back to physio. The bombshell was dropped on my first day home. I have thought long and hard about blogging about this but if it makes one girl more careful then I have set out to achieve what I wanted. Bad things have happened to me since I started working. Some say it is just unlucky, or why me and no-one else. Maybe my age, location and previous attitude made me more vunerable. Anyway, I have known for almost two weeks now that I have a fracture on my spine, it has been there for a year!!! Since I was attacked to be exact, it has taken all this time to read a bloody x-ray.
The impact of this news has been great, no cardio, my two fave passions quashed, no kickboxing or pole dancing. The list of can dos is so small that I might as well not breath as far as they are concerned. Why am I blogging about this? A client caused this. It could happen to any girl out there. You can never be too careful. Recently an escort rang me and told me how she was attacked. Terrified the police would not believe her she has suffered in silence for the past two months. It is clear from talking to her that things are not okay.
What am I trying to say in my blog, I dont know exactly but I want to see the cold hard facts in text form, to hopefully make more sense of it, I read today on a girls only board of another escort that was recently attacked, one girls reply was that she must of done something to provoke it, talk about sticking together, you can never be too careful when it come sot this industry. I dont need sympathy or pity because I am doing great, what does not defeat you makes you stronger. Things happen for a reason and I will find mine one day, in the meantime I will continue to listen to wicked songs.
Night, night xxx
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Added on: 05/21/06 18:56
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My darling timewasters,
You probably thought you were being funny making appointments this week and not showing up.
Darling James, who did not show up on Monday, I did not hurry back to get ready for you in time. Instead I sat on the bed naked at the time you were due. I then went to the shower to clean up after my gym workout, I did not shower especially for you, sorry you did not put me out. But thank you for not showing, I had a fantastic orgasm in the shower with my new toy. Definately was glad you did not turn up.
Darling Tony, from Tuesday, I was having better sex at the time than you can imagine. I had a feeling you wouldn't show so I made other arrangements. No doubt you were probably pulling yourself about at the time that I was actaully enjoying myself more.
Note to timewasters, I don't rush home to get ready for you anymore, I don't get in the shower until you arrive now, unless I have just come back from the gym. You are not an inconvenience anymore, my toy collection makes sure I am amused at all times. For alot of you I don't even crawl out of bed for your alloted time. You give it away that you are not going to show. So I stay in bed and snore loudly.
Thank you timewasters, I do my paperwork whilst waiting for you so you are actually doing me a favour.
I no longer skip meals incase I am late for you, I no longer drive like a loony to race back in time for you. I don't leave the gym or shopping for you until I am ready to. The geniuene clients don't mind me taking 5-10 mins to get ready for them, they understand that there are some t*****s out there. They love coming in the shower with me and rubbing the gym's aches and pains away. They love the champagne blow jobs and my waterproof toys, it is your lose, it could of been you leaning against the shower wall whilst I had my fun.
Sorry boys, last laugh is on you xxx
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Added on: 05/18/06 11:50
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Having spent three days in Amsterdam I think I partook in all the best bits it had to offer, bar the drug scene.
It was an amazing experience. On the first night we trawled through the streets and I was amazed by the window girls. Some of them are really scaringly bad. Returning later that night and the red neon lights were switched on, it was like an airbrush to them. After looking at tons of early Britney wannabes in their school ties and bunches I settled on a Spanish hottie to amuse the birthday boy. It was a special birthday treat for him, but also for me. Initially I made him sit on his hands whilst we got acquainted.
I didn't think I would enjoy it as much as I did, but I did enjoy myself. It will certainly be a memorable birthday for the lucky lad as well. I did let him join in,.....eventually.
Amsterdam is so laid back about sex, we are such prudes. Some of it I could not get my head round though, shelves and shelves of scat (shitting in each other mouths!!!) and animal porn. Each to their own but looking at the covers of women sucking dogs, sheep, horses just hurt my stomach, it was a physical pain. It is a massive business there but I cant get my head around people wanting to shag animals and people wanting to watch it.
He came back worn out but I was raring to go again, armed with new toys, porn and lots of new tricks up my sleeve my poor client struggled to drive home tonight. He rang to tell me he was struggling to get his car in the garage. Whoops.
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Added on: 05/14/06 16:57
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In this day and age you would think people would be more clued up sexually.
So I had been laying around the pool chatting to some other couples and this Essex couple kept trying to talk me into sleeping with a northern guy. Don't know why they singled me out but they did not give up all week, politely said just cos I am from Essex does not mean I drop my knickers to anyone. Should of said that I cost too much :) Anyway, it got to the final day and all week they had tried. I discovered he had chlamydia!!! Not for the first time as well. How can some people be so ignorant? I chewed him up and spat him out, it turns out that he had been with his girlfriend on and off for nine years but regularly has unprotected sex behind her back, the thing that got me was he caught it once, got rid of it and then slept with the same girl again. I just wanted to chop his bits off I was so angry.
A day earlier I was talking to a girl whose mum takes in foster kids, they have a 12yr old that has been given 2 yrs left to live, her mother had died from AIDS, caused by a transfusion and passed down in birth.
Where is the justice in that?
And we get blamed for STD's increasing!!!
rant over xx
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Added on: 05/10/06 09:54
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I recently had an appointment in a 5 star hotel. My hotel I hasten to add.
So I had been at the hotel an hour and in that time had been disturbed twice by staff. Did not realise someone had checked in. Typical. Decided to DO NOT DISTURB the door.
So....my client arrived and we were getting down and dirty. The first time they tried to get in again I had a mouth full, I think....memory is frying in the heat. Embarassed as hell I told them to go away, they wanted to check light bulbs. My reflexs were good, my naked body flew across the room before he saw too much.
Second time, we were in the shower, I could hear the chain rattling on the door.
THIRD!!!!!!time, they would of got full view of what it was he was tasting had I of not chained the door.!!!!
Three times in two hours!!!
Can chuckle now but I could of died at the time. Complained to the staff at the reception of this three quid for a diet coke hotel and they tried denying it.
Same goes for the hotel I am in now. The cleaner decides he wants to come in and ignore the do not disturb every morning whilst I am naked in bed. He has taken a liking to folding my bikinis and other skimpy garments into little piles for me each day.
Anyway after five days I have decided to join the UK bandwagon here and go topless, am in one of the few hotels that allow it. You would of thought that they had not seen any in their lives. Was happily soaking up the rays with my eyes closed listening to the lapping of water, can you picture it?, I felt a shadow over me and it was not moving, at first I thought it was yet another cloud, when I opened my eyes I had the entertainment crew hovering over me examining my nipple bar. Nice!!!! And they wonder why I always saw no to the men out here.
Oh,oh, almost forgot, how could I forget, spent the other afternoon laying next to another escort who works near me!!! Small world. Got spotted at the bar last night as being a girl whose site was done by 69, denied all knowledge, not me. No siree.
Must find a new country to retreat to, oh and there was a client on my plane. Do ya think I'm jinxed? I sure do.
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Added on: 05/05/06 14:33
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So I can guarantee that where I am sat is hotter than you. It's still in the 30's and late at night. Sporting tiny shorts and a little vest I am baking!!
After a shaky start, lots of turbulence and a week of illness I am now back where I feel my roots belong. Ignore the music and it is a fab place. Tonight I took a bus into town and laid flowers at the site of last summers Sharm El Sheikh bombs. Am filled with a mixture of emotions, I have sicky, scared, excited feeling, egypt does that to me, the first day on my own here is always the worst.
Tomorrow whilst you watch the rain outside I will be laying on my lounger in a skimpy bikini, poetic justice to all my no shows.
Off course I will feel the pull of the internet to stay in touch with home, so will have a sneaky look at what I am not missing but I am going to enjoy this time so much. Two hours of work and 8 days of bliss.
Am excited about coming back as my new photos will be launched and they are fab, they might even be the best yet. Have set some more tour dates so that will be fun, but the only thing on my mind for the next 8 days is suntan, suntan, suntan!!!
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Added on: 04/30/06 14:59
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I saw a client the other day who I had not seen in three years, one of my first clients!! Three years have served me lots of ups but a great deal of downs. If Eastenders ever needed a script writer they should borrow my life.
In three years I have been a size 8, 10, 12, 14 and 16!!! My bust has gone from a DD to a G cup. My hair has been every colour and shade imaginable. I have dated three clients, whoops!!! I have gone from being fully booked for weeks in advance to suffering at the hands of no shows at a rate of around 80%.
I have done a lot of my adult growing up in the eyes of the punting world. I was naive when I started out, I did not realise how many sites existed and how big the industry was. I certainly did not know about reviews, I remember when I was flying a flag of fantastic reviews and then someone came along and knocked me off the pedestal. I spent that night being sick, I did not realise how cruel some people could be. Over the years I have grown a thicker skin and learnt not to take the criticism to heart. Those that are constructive I have learnt from, those that are unjust I just remember what the guy was like and remember that he was generally no oil painting. They are always one sided and some people write with such delusions you would think they were stallions.
It is true what my client said the other day, deep down I am still the same person, my hair might be different, my size might be larger but I am still the mad, shot from the hips, down to earth girl that I was. I have just learnt my mistakes hard and fast and grown up.
He suggested that maybe I like to cause controversy with my posts. Maybe. I just stay true to what I believe. People dont know how to take me most of the time, some think I am taking the pee with my posts, some think I am serious, some think I have lost my marbles, I think they are all about right. I poke fun at myself and can laugh at my down falls. But with each knock you dust yourself down and learn from it.
In three years my secret has gone from a chosen few knowing to now everyone knowing. I think I have learnt who I can and cant trust in the industry. It is those you dont suspect that are wolves in sheep clothing!!
Happy 3 years, I guess so, I would not of changed them for the world!! I have had a whale of a time. xxx
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Added on: 04/24/06 09:37
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I have been proudly showing the video on my phone to everyone that will watch it.
Having had two amazing days away I returned to my car to find it wrongly clamped. The attendant revoked my permit without telling me so authorised the clamp to be put in. Now, I am a stubborn cow, there was no way on this planet that I was paying 120 to have it removed. Two hours in the cold and dark and they were not budging, pay up or no car. The police could not help as it was a civil matter, typical. Soooo, very early this morning I paid the local tool hire shop a visit.
Imagine the attendants face when he saw the clamp being removed with an angle grinder, best 24 I have spent in a long time. Only trouble is I am now banned from a car park that I use everyday, whoops!! Must find a new gym.
Why did he revoke my permit? Because I knocked back his advances last year.
I have to say a big thank you to my caped crusader that helped me xxx
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Added on: 04/19/06 08:43
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