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I had to chuckle the other day when a caller who originally wanted to book my size six friend thought he would book a size 12/14 to see if he found bigger girls attractive. He thought that because we are not food deprived we might have more personality. I did chuckle very loudly, what an idiot.
But I do know how food deprivation kills your personality. Mine is of a gnat at the moment. Have been on diet from hell for two weeks, cheated my ar*e off, literally. Meant to be living on four shakes a day and it is hard. Wrong time of year for any dieting really. But despite being naughty, well a girl can have the odd bottle of wine or two, I have managed to lose 9lb in two weeks. Talk about get a shock when I got on the scales. I am bad, I generally struggle to have more than one meal a day. This diet is forcing me to get my 3-4 meals a day.
So I had to go food shopping last night, am cooking for 12, it's gonna be hell, no food for me.
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Added on: 12/21/06 14:17
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That is the politest thing I can call a board member on another site.
It is that time of year when date rape is rife, mine was just over four years ago and it tore my world wide open. I was going to blog on the anniversary of it but fortunately my laptop was puppied.
How can anyone hope and wish to be date raped, or raped? I can never understand comments like that.
Having come out of the other side, I shock people when I say I would not change it for the world. I take comfort in the fact it was me rather than someone not as strong. It took every ounce of strength to pull myself through it all, there was light and the end of the tunnel after I hit rock bottom for a long time I thought I would never get there. I have come away a stronger more determined person, I now am sexually confident in myself and enjoy to experiment and sod the taboo that women should not talk about sex, let alone enjoy it. It took my fears of enjoying sex away from me, I now relax and instigate and obviously later went on to become an escort. It has made me a better person as I am more driven to succeed and help others.
I never can understand why some people think it is funny to joke about matters like these. It happens to your friends, enemies, daughters, sons, wives, husbands, it does not discriminate. Maybe that person will think before engaging their dick again, whoops sorry meant brain.
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Added on: 12/20/06 18:15
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So again I have been accused of posing as a new escort, f**k the fact that tons of guys have seen her and know we are different people, oh and our bust cups are three sizes different oh and I am four inches taller. Don't know how I can be the same person and offer duos with myself!! Will some people ever grow up and get a life. I hate the little tittle tattles and back stabbing that goes on, one girl decided to stretch a conversation that I had with her and tattle to a guy, you can imagine the chinese whispers that came back.
Grrrr. Get a friggin life!!!
Best one was the other week, was accused of being someone's twin sister, not twin but sister was right.
Do all people really have little left to do then sit at their PC and analyze pictures of all of the girls? Some people really should go and have a punt!
Wow, that rant feels better now.
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Added on: 11/29/06 16:41
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Taken from one of my funniest bookings ever!!!
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Added on: 11/28/06 19:12
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I met up with somebody's husband the other week, big butch man, he was. She had just started escorting and they were going through a divorce, ten years of marriage down the swannie, in ten years she never managed to keep her drawers on. Initially I felt sorry for her, being a woman I just related to what she said and had only heard one side to the story. He mistreated her all the usual lines to make me feel sorry for her. Luckily I am not that gullible so took all I heard with a pince of salt.
After too many lies and he said, she said's, I thought we had out grown the playground but obviously not, I pulled some strings and got his number and we met. I was tired of the lies that were being said about me and how far things were being taken.
Suprise, suprise, he was horrified to learn what she had said. The thing that hurt me the most was talking to him, he still deeply loved this cretin that slept with anything with a pulse, be it in the marital bed, in the pub car park, back of the car, infront of him, his best friend on the day they married, their neighbours, I found it hard to find a man in her town that hadn't nailed her!
I found myself in tears on the bathroom floor when he spoke with such love of her. Maybe he was niave, he was in his late 30's so I doubt that. But he was so smitten that he accepted this awful breed of a human as the love of his life, knowing how despicable she is. Drugs were smuggled into a babies nappy, I did not know she had a habit, she drove the kids around in the car drunk or high, would leave them home alone at a young age.
I was taken aback by the power of his love, it is rare for a man to speak with so much emotion.
I found myself angry at this specimen of the female race, how dare this woman not value the love this person felt for her, the kind of love that most people never meet in their life, no one would ever love this creature that much again in her life, she does not value her life or her kids lives enough to warrant it. I felt angry for being a woman and being from the same sex as her. Stupid I know. I have heard men talk about that when you talk about rape. Men say they feel disgusted to be a man when they learn that this has happened to someone near them.
I hope one day, a good man, a very good man, will love me to the extent that this man loved her, I did not think it was possible to love someone that much. His world has collapsed, he is not a weak man, he is so strong and manly but inside just a little boy.
My thoughts have been on him for the past week or so and he is still so firmly under the skin. Just goes to show it is not always men that are the guilty party.
I think this is my semi apology for thinking that men are generally the bastards in the relationships. But definately not to the idiot that rang me at midnight whilst I was typing this. He did not like his mouth full of abuse.
I know I may sound like a hypocrite here but I do believe in marriage so much.
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Added on: 11/28/06 18:12
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I am a sad creature sometimes, I mean sad in terms of my taste sometimes, I rushed to the local Woolies yesterday, me and woochie woo (his pet name) in toe, had to grab a copy of G4's latest album, they were robbed when they came second in X factor!! Anyway it was released yesterday and I had to get my hands on a copy, so I am driving along down the road singing along to opera/pop, puppy next to me howling away. His favourite is the cover of Gnarls Barkley Crazy, mine is Queen's Somebody to love.
So we get home and Beyonce is on the hits, Irreplacable, I love that song, those lyrics are great for any break. So he starts howling to that as well, it must be something in the high pitch that attracts his attention.
"You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute (baby)
You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I'll have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable"
Classic singing into the hair brush, dancing around in your undies.
So on my drive to work last night I decided to play my beloved new CD and driving along decided I wished I was a trained Opera singer, strange hu. How cool would that be? I am not a big fan of Opera but give me Charlotte Church when she was little and sweet, or G4 and I am envious. When I saw them in concert last year it actually made me well up because of the power in their voices.
So if I wasn't an escort I would be an opera singer. Now I must find the advert in the mag the other week looking for people to test.... SEX TOYS!!! That is my perfect job, no cleaning up lumping spunk afterwards, just wipe them clean and rate them out of ten, get paid to have guaranteed orgasms.
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Added on: 11/28/06 07:21
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I took a little cute puppy in just over a month ago and the house has been turned upside down.
NEVER, EVER leave shoes lying around as they get covered in drool and laces get chewed.
NEVER, EVER leave him alone in the room with a mobile phone, the ringing, flashing and vibrating is a come on to him. Mobile now in five pieces, good job it needed an upgrade.
Don't invest in a child gate, they can jump them.
NEVER, EVER have a cat, dog and rabbit in the same house. Cat just stands the other side of the child gate rattles her collar and fluffs her tail up just to annoy him. Cat has never meowed so much in her life.
It is harder work than a baby, honestly he never sleeps, constantly being naughty, need eyes everywhere. Bring back babysitting duties all is forgiven, at least babies do it in a nappy!!
I walked out of the kitchen yesterday when grilling steak, the bugger jumped into a hot oven to pull the steak out, I ran when I heard a yelp, the steak was hot in his mouth. Puppy (a billion) v's New mummy (NIL). Spent the next 15 mins chasing him around the downstairs trying to get it out of his mouth.
All is semi-well today, he let off the most evil of farts in Carphone Warehouse today, did make the staff chuckle, god it was evil!! Took a shine to one of the display phones and his poor teeth started itching.
Now curled up fast asleep on the sofa, looks so sweet and innocent, please stay asleep a little longer. The peace is heaven. I do love him though with his spiky fur everywhere.
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Added on: 11/27/06 12:41
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From reading my previous blogs and the replies, it appears I am obsessed with my boobs and my weight. What woman isn't? Eh?
Being in this industry makes your appearance public property. Someone doesn't like my bikini line you will read about it. Was recently described as a mini BBW. That must mean I have gained weight.
Work goes quiet and you think "what is wrong with me?" Well work has been quiet recently so I have made myself busy studying, applying for a new job, building my life back up out of the industry. Have been spending a lot of time recently in the beauty salon. For me, not for other people. Manicures, pedicures, facials, body detox wraps, jimmy lashes (thats eyelash extensions for the layman), massages, aqua massages, caci treatments (electric shocks to the abs) some have been relaxing and others havent. I would like to say you notice the difference but other than the funky coloured nails and longer eyelashes you can barely see the difference. Dont know why I have not had a facial sooner, my face has a sex afterglow to it.
I am obsessed with boobs, I didn't realise until I read over some of my posts how much they have been playing on my mind. They keep growing and feel like they are getting heavier by the day. The thing is they have been very tender recently. I went to the doctors and they have referred me to a specialist, it is not until you face the possibility of losing something that you realise how much you cant bare to be without it. D day tomorrow, I know the results will be okay but just to remove the headache that I have had for the last week will be bliss.
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Added on: 11/21/06 17:43
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Doesn't every man wish he had that problem. My extra 36 inches have vanished into the vapours into the air, or something like that.
Have been pampering myself recently and decided to invest in some body wraps, draws all the gunk out of your skin and detox your body. Or something like that. Anyway in 8 days my body has lost 36 inches, 6 have been over my whole bust area, just above, just below and right in firing line. Can't say I feel better for it but it does make me smile that some of the inches are going.
We are all the same size in my family, big boobs, curvy bodies all in proportion and all have at one point tried to super shrink ourselves. The smallest bust size is 38E and is she is still in her teens. It's about genetics.
So I start my latest diet tomorrow, I get bored and stop after a week or two, this latest one hit the headlines after a woman lost 10st in 6 months, she later went on to die but that was from the damage she had caused her organs being so big. Well I don't have 10st to shift but a little bit would be good, got tons of sexy dresses for Xmas to slink around in.
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Added on: 11/17/06 05:25
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My family have all known for some time what I do. After the initial shock from some, horror from others and disgust from one hypocrite it is funny when I talk about work. I am not the first person in my family to grace the men of the UK with my presence.
It feels quite funny to know that my own mother once almost became one. I have been faced with a dilema recently in my family, do I help and guide and assist one member and let them learn from my mistakes or do I let them go it alone. Decided to help, I know the ropes they can learn alot from me. But did want to keep out of it. Was not until I registered the site though that I realised anyone clever could check where the site was registered. So I have had an angry ex partner on the phone yelling at me. But we are all adults, we all make our own choices.
Hey ho, off for the next ear bashing xx
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Added on: 11/16/06 16:19
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So I was strolling back across the car park the other day returning to my car after a job, had been dying for a diet coke for the past four hours, could not stop the car on route as would of been late.
Saw the dreaded traffic warden a mile off, can't miss the yellow stripes and the dodgy hat.
Ran over to my car and saw there were two minutes left on my ticket.
As I reversed out my need for diet coke really kicked in, four pm and still had not had a drink yet that day. Thought I might see how human he was and put my window down.
"Excuse me, I really need a drink, I have two mins left on ticket, can I just run into that shop and get one, **Flutter eyelashes**"
"When I saw you walking across the car park, I thought DING DONG, park over there, it's okay" **Directs to a bay closer to the shops**
So I was still laughing to myself when I was queueing for what seemed like a lifetime I noticed he put something on my window. The exact thought that went through my brain was that the f***er had given me a ticket. Whilst still queueing he stood in the shop doorway. I gave him a look and said "you didn't just give me a ticket did you, or I will kick your arse"
He just chuckled and walked off.
As I walked back to the car I noticed something stuck to my window, a friggin parking penalty sticky wallet was on my windscreen, murder flashed through my brain.
When I peeled it off I noticed that inside the wallet was a passport photo with a weird picture of him and a web address. Later that night I went online and looked at the site. This guy has a really weird site and his very own blog.
Oh well at least I didn't get a ticket. And not all traffic wardens are the devil in disguise.
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Added on: 11/09/06 08:22
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I for one have been guilty of not blogging recently and have tons of new things to tell you.
A few things have stood out recently.
I have noticed that there is a swift movement in men seeking to lose weight recently. In just two weeks I met two men that both had different reactions to trying to lose weight. One lied and was embarassed when I noticed the tell tale signs of weight loss surgery and made up a not so convincing story, the other openly talked about another not good method of weight loss.
So in this day and age do men really feel the pressure to say yes to the knife and pretty please to the fat jabs?
None of them work, only the hard methods do, exercise and diet. Why not learn to love those extra few pounds it makes for a nicer life.
If I am honest I love my men to have a little podgy tummy. Hrrrah, the little bit of tummy on a man.
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Added on: 11/08/06 16:39
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Having been primped and preened somewhat recently you would of thought by now I would be able to sleep. Two massages in one week, tons of workouts and still at 4.30am after two bottles of wine, two sleeping pills I am wide awake. Just wait til the pup wakes me up at six trying to bite my nose or newly done long blonde hair. I think it is what you call strawberry blonde. Cant wait to show it off.
Clutch on car has gone so tomorrow is buy more undies day for shoot on Sunday. Ring side tickets available for those that want to watch duo and 3girl pics get taken. Have my eyes on something tiny black and see through if they have it in stock yet. Pushes my boobs so I cant put my chin down without it being cushioned.
Blood has started pumping through my body thinking about some sexy little dresses that are coming home with me tomorrow. Ohhh, shopping, might have to start early at go to 24hr supermarket in my pj's!!
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Added on: 10/25/06 22:31
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Sing along with me!
I had such a fantastic night last night. Shame my date to the theatre didn't but I was on such a high, the vocals were amazing. Loved Boney M music being turned to hip hop and R'n'B.
Trip was made even better by the purchase of my new wicked shoes, at long last I found tartan stilettos and a purple pair as well. Now they are sex shoes!!
A little wiggle to Brown Girl in the ring coming on. xxx
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Added on: 10/20/06 06:46
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I have to chuckle. My nuisance caller has left me alone for a few months now. That was until last night. Funny thing was though when he rang I was standing next to two coppers. After obscentities came out of my mouth I apologised to the police men and they answered the next six calls from him. In the background he could hear the police radio so knew it was real. At long last they are going to intercept my withheld calls. I don't know what motivates this caller. It must be someone I know. They are now unblocking all withheld calls for me. I have to sit down the cop shop for a couple of hours to fill in some paperwork this afternoon but that should be the end of it after that. It did make me laugh though because he stayed on the line and heard the police radio through to get my line traced. Stupid idiot rang back again after that, they promised to knock on his door one 5am to arrest him for harrassment. Fantastic witness to the case, two coppers witnessing his calls. Coppers face when he said he wanted to come on my tits though, he did not know where to look.
No doubt as soon as one goes another will rear their head. There is one guy in Cambridge (ending in 368) that is bothering at least 10 other escorts.
Have been taking some time out of blogging trying to sort out a million and one things but gots tons of goss to catch you up on.
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Added on: 10/19/06 08:24
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Have been cuddled up in bed most of the week with the lergies. As soon as I think I am feeling better I get back to minus one again.
The amount of guys that have got angry that I am not at their beck and call. Cant believe how rude some of them have been. Every limb aches, even my fingernails!! Guys have been ringing me leaving messages looking for other girls then getting the hump because I haven't returned their calls and wasted my phone bill. Today has been the record amount of time out of bed, a whole three hours and I am already back in my pj's considering saying hello to my duvet and pillows.
Had the most relaxing massage today, sheer bliss, I just monged out for an hour whilst my PT did her magic. Got a whole day of beauty pampering planned tomorrow. Every inch is going to get scrubbed, rubbed and glistened tomorrow, having three funky new treatments as well as eye lash extensions, thought I would give them a trial run, got a charity ball coming up and thought they would look glam.
Am laughing as typing this two texts just came, one on each phone, both asking me out on a date?? The coming down with flu look must look hot or something!
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Added on: 10/05/06 11:15
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It is a rare occassion when I use the word beautiful to describe myself. Sexy maybe, sexy is a state of person not just a beauty. You can ooze sex appeal and not be the most physically attractive person. But tonight when I got in I was greeted by my new emails. 20 new photos.
Have sat here and examined from every angle and have to conclude that some of them I am beautiful, the images are so powerful, romantic, girlie but ladylike, exactly what I wanted to achieve. I am looking at the images and have fallen in love with them. But I look at them and say they are not me, they are beautiful.
My boobs look great, my face looks great, my hair stunning, the jewellery just right, the clothes hang just perfectly. For once I can look at the pictures and not wish I had someone else's photos. Mr AM did a fantastic job as always.
Oh well the verdict will come back when the web guys upload them all.
A still very mesmerised K xx
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Added on: 10/02/06 18:05
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Yep, my blog is about my boobs. I love my 36 G's. They seem to get bigger by the day. They are a good topic of conversation amongst people that do or don't know me. They are regularly mistaken for being false, even though they are real and not out of proportion to my body.
Gravity has been playing with them. When I run up and down the stairs I have to hold them otherwise I get bruised. Have looked at surgical uplift but have decided one more natural method left to try.
So, my poor bronzed pals as much as I love you..you have to start toeing the line xx
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Added on: 10/02/06 11:40
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Not blogged properly for a while.
After spending the week not feeling in tip-top condition and doing tons more DIY, I decided to have a day of pampering. Massage, hair, nails, and feet done. Heaven, sheer bliss.
Spent so much on new pics in the last month and already the colour is way out, I decided to go a bit blonder. It is now very blonde. Everytime I walk past a mirror I have to stand, stare and admire, then I realise it's mine. Takes some getting used to. Has not been this light since Xmas!!!
Had my own nails coated in acrylic to make them stronger, looked really good until I tried to do the washing up. One fell off!! Whoops.
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Added on: 09/15/06 01:43
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No I have not turned a man gay just yet........My girlie bed pal went away on hols with her male friend and she has just come back to tell me they are an item, living together within a day and within three weeks of going away pregnant. When it comes to doing things by half she certainly beats me in those stakes.
My brain is still trying to digest some of the finer details, but I have been ditched for a c**k!!!
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Added on: 09/15/06 01:37
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