delve a little deeper....
With 11 days until the start of Euro 2012 (that's football if you're not sure!) I have acquired a blue England top which I thought I would throw on and take a few pics. What better way to support the England team than put on a top and play with my tits whilst wearing it?! Am sure it will act as a lucky charm for them!
Anyway, countdown starts here. Enjoy!
This week I am going to post blogs in list form. It's an exercise in creative writing to make me post and think. I don't use my brain as much as I should these days so anything to get me actually thinking is a good thing and hey, you read read this blog to learn more about me I assume.
If you have any suggestions of what you would like to see me list then do drop me a line.
Things that have (mildly) traumatised me today
1. Summer shoes.
They are either totally flat or have stupid heels. I hate flat shoes because a) I am too short and feel dumpy and everyone will know my trousers are all too long and b) I can't walk far in them any more because after years of wearing heels my feet and ankles and calves hurt in flats. I assume it's something to do with the muscles. All I want is a pair of summer shoes that don't cripple me and I can skip about in looking both good and not in pain.
2. Dead pigeon
Nearly stepped on one on my morning walk. Eeeek!
3. No dead pigeon
Above dead pigeon had gone on my way back. No sign of it except a few feathers. Had ghoulish thoughts of someone picking it up to take home with them or a passing dog eating it.
4. The smell of local sewerage plant on walk.
5. How ugly Twickenham stadium is.
I even took a photo. Here it is.
6. The hot weather is not going to last.
I want a few more warm days til the rain returns please. I am also attempting to get a bit brown and this takes time with my pale skin, paranoia about burning and having to use factor 40.
7. How much laundry I have to do.
8. Fretting about Guildford and will anyone book me.
9. The sound of big scary crows (or ravens or rooks, who knows) outside my flat.
Am a bit bird phobic and am scared one will fly in window and peck my eyes out.
10. Adultwork being down this morning.
Much of my business still comes from there despite having beautiful website.
me in hotel room
Well, I am back from Leeds. I have to be honest and say it was a bit of a disaster in terms of business and not only that I was totally and utterly messed about. I had about 4 no shows, but not just no shows, but men who were telling me they were on their way but with excuses about accidents and traffic jams and then just not showing up and vanishing. I was given the reason that I was too far put of the town centre for a few of the guys inquiring. It really wasn't that far, but obviously enough to make a difference. The theory was an out of town hotel had easy free parking unlike the city centre ones. I suppose it's a learning curve for the future. At least I am central when I am in Guildford next week. I also got a few calls from guys asking for services I don't do which is frustrating, but no money is worth some of the things they were asking! All a bit frustrating and I shall never ever go to Leeds ever again! Bloody pains in the arses!
The upside is it was sunny. I caught some sun, went swimming and ate some amazing food at an Italian cafe/deli called Salvos. I have even give them a plug cos it was that good! Totally yummy, genuine Italian food with great staff (our waiter was such a sweetie!). If you're that way you must go!
So, not all bad... I am confident the men of Guildford will be lovely, polite and actually show up!
Been sitting out in the sun this afternoon, so wonderful to feel the warmth after a cold rainy spring. I unpacked my summer wardrobe today and packed away my winder woollies so if we suddenly get a cold snap you can all blame me!
As you can see from the pic I found a nice low cut vest and decided to forgo a bra seeing as I was only heading to the bit of grass by my flat. I also had on a short pair of shorts and a slathering of suntan lotion. The sun does make me feel horny and the naughty part of me does like it when men clock me and my big round tits spilling out over my top as I lay on my front reading. One of my favourite fantasies is being joined by a man whose fingers soon find their way to my nipples making them hard and begging to be sucked. Maybe another cheeky finger up my shorts and feeling for my clit and maybe deeper inside me to feel for my wetness..... you'll have to come and see me if you want the rest of the story!
I think it's partly my love of being screwed by strangers that makes this kind of thing a favourite fantasy, along with the naughtiness of public fondling and the sunshine that makes me insatiable!
I am slightly miffed the forecast temperature is cooler in Leeds though. Hope the train air conditioned!
I see some lovely clients, like really lovely interesting people and I get to have good sex and I really am lucky that I can do this job. However, this last couple of days I seem to have been inundated by ridiculous phone calls. You know I wrote that article about how to communicate? Has it backfired and people are calling me specifically to be an arsehole?
Seriously, I could have made a fortune by the number of calls that haven't started with 'Hello', but have launched into 'Are you free?' (No, I'm expensive) 'Where do you live?' (Um, not telling you) and 'Can I come on your face?' (Yes, but only once you have said hello nicely).
Am I asking too much from people?
Oh and I had a wank call- please boys, I know when you're wanking, especially when I can actually hear your cock squelching in your hand and your breathing goes weird!
Am I being whingy today? Shall stop now. I do have lovely clients so I shouldn't complain. Bumped into one last night at the tube station. I say bumped into, I actually rescued him from the ticket barrier which had closed on his suitcase leaving him one side of the barrier and his suitcase the other! I felt like some kind of guardian angel appearing as if by magic, like the shop keeper in Mr Ben. Hello if you're reading! *Special wave*
Am looking forward to my jaunt in Leeds on Thursday. The weather is looking to be great too so hopefully I can get a bit of a tan in between clients (and the whirlpool and spa and the bar). I shall be travelling Wednesday morning so if you call I may well be on a train and have to be a bit discreet in what I say. I will be available for bookings from 2.30pm so if you want to book in advance please feel free to call before I get on the train!
This morning I was looking at my website statistics and in particular the referrer sites, i.e where people have clicked to get onto this website. the most common ones are Adultwork and Punternet (you have to search to get me!) along with some of the other escort directories I am advertised on and a few search engines. The search engine thing is good because it means people are typing in key words and getting to me and I think a lot of people who are looking for something will start off on Google and as I am competing with agencies who have much higher traffic than me I am doing something right!
One thing I was confused about was finding I had 5 hits from a site called Reddit which appears to be full of random internet shit. Sorry, am sure there is a better way to describe it... ah, apparently it is a social news website owned by Conde Nast. Looks random to me. i was a bit concerned why I would be linked there so did a search for MinxyLydia (nothing) and then Minxy and Lydia separately, but nothing was relevant. How odd. As much as internet exposure is good for business one always worries that nasty untrue stuff might appear so I was a bit freaked. Oh well, it was only 5 hits so can't be too huge a deal.
What I did discover when searching Lydia is that nearly all the results were related to a character in a game called Skyrim, whatever that is... but it seems odd that so many men (boys?) seem to be obsessed with a cartoon woman in a video game...
As is the way of the internet, and my rambling mind I ended up looking up the meaning of my name. You would have thought I would have done that before now, but I never did. Lydia comes from the youngest Bennet sister in Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice. Lydia ran away with a solider to have dirty pre marital sex, shamed her family and ended up having to marry him which is exactly what I would have done if I was a 19th century chick!
So, according to various websites Lydia comes from a historic region of Asia Minor, that included Troy and Ephesus. Lydia is also the name of a purple goods seller, in the Bible. She is considered the first European convert to Christianity. She was living in Thyatira which was on the border of the region of Lydia. I also read that it means beautiful and adored so am quite pleased with that!
Finally, whilst googling I discovered a song by Fur Patrol called Lydia, which appears to be about a woman who has been dumped for someone called Lydia. I'll post a Youtube link below but the best lyrics are:
Her arms are warm
Her legs are wide and so's her smile
I am being excited today because I have got tickets to see Blur in Wolverhampton as part of their mini warm up tour prior to their Olympic closing ceremony Hyde Park gig. And seeing as I am not going to that like some people *evil glare* I am thrilled to be seeing them elsewhere and a smaller venue will be much better anyway!
Anyway I shall be going with a dear friend who lives that way and staying with him which will be nice, but I am dithering about doing a couple of days in Birmingham prior to that weekend on 2nd and 3rd August. If anyone is in The Midlands and would like to book me do drop me a line and I can organise a hotel!
In other news my friend had a baby this morning so am feeling all excited and dewy eyed! As much as I don't want any of my own I do quite like other peoples!
I have had a couple of days off and all has been very lovely. I had a hot date on Monday night with an old friend which was fantastic, catching up with people you thought had disappeared forever is always a pleasure (oh and boy, was it pleasurable!)
I have then had a friend staying. Poor woman, I sent her off to Hounslow with my keys whilst I lay about drinking champagne in a smart hotel Monday night and then abandoned her yesterday whilst I went for lunch with two new friends! We did catch up properly last night though over an Indian meal and much putting the world to rights went on til 5am this morning!
Nose back to the grindstone now though.... I need a better expression than that though... Pussy back to the pleasuring? Anyway, I digress, back to work now with plenty of availability having been playing hard to get over the past few days. Oh there is still time to book me for Leeds which incidentally I am very excited about. I am about to clarify my timings so please visit this page to see whether you can fit me into your schedule! I can't wait to do my very first hotel incall!
In the planning of my tour in Leeds it became apparent that it would be a shame not to use the leisure facilities. I'm sure I will find time for a dip in the pool, a soak in the whirlpool and a steam in the Jacuzzi, not to mention the massage treatments and .... honest, I will be working!!!
Anyway I couldn't find my swimming costume (of course I have found it since) and because I was over excited (I don't get away much) I bought a new one! I thought it was cute and a change from the dull black ones I usually get, although I was accused of looking like Minnie The Minx in it. Am not sure if that is a good thing or not.
Anyway judge for yourself (excuse taken in the mirror shot):
My mirror needs cleaning...
Communication is really important in life. Whether within personal relationships or business transactions. Being clear about what you mean and what you want makes for an easy simple life both for you and the person you are communicating with. The way you interact with someone gives them an instant impression of you and that can be important. You might be a nice person but you might come across as an idiot of you don't say what you mean in a nice polite way!
I have instant dislikes when someone is communicating with me. I have to be very satisfied the people who come and see me are nice, decent and polite and I am of the opinion if they can't communicate with me nicely why would I want to meet them?
Prime examples of this are when potential clients call or email me. He is a handy guide to how to communicate effectively with me. I have given examples of the right and wrong way to start a telephone conversation with me.
Wrong: Do you do anal?
Wrong: Are you open?
Right: Are you available today?
Wrong: What do you look like?
Right: I've seen your profile and you look great!
Wrong: Where are you?
Right: Are you based in Hounslow today?
I think the thing that bugs me is some men's inability to start a conversation with a basic hello, hi or good morning or a random question without any substance to it. You wouldn't call a restaurant and say 'Have you got a table?' would you? You'd ask if you could make a reservation for Friday night at 8pm.
Needless to say any this goes for texts too- 'R U free' texts on't get a response or if I am feeling cheeky will get the response 'No, I'm expensive!'
It seems like basic etiquette to me, but sadly I have to deal with this kind of thing most days. Oh and if you think you can call me for some phone sex then you are very much mistaken, I can spot a phone wanker a mile off!
The next step to good communication and therefore resulting is an idea of what you want during your booking. I'm not easily shocked and I won't be offended if you ask me to dress like a slut or to come on my face. It's what I do so there is no need to feel ungentlemanly asking me for this- if it is what you want then do ask!
It's useful to know what you want, some men are great at responding to me asking 'So, is there anything particular you'd like today' when I sit them down on arrival. Some men less so- 'Um, anything' is not a useful answer. I really want to do the kind of thing you'd like so if your thing is to have a cuppa and a chat prior to the action then that's fine. I don't know this though if you don't tell me. I don't want to throw myself at you the minute you walk through the door if you want to get to know me a bit first, nor do I want to make small talk if you'd rather I was sucking your cock in the kitchen!
It is impossible to know how someone likes something unless they say, I know I give a pretty good blow job, but everyone has different requirements, if I'm not doing it quite right, I really don't mind if you tell me to go faster, slower, harder, wetter and so on.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with spontaneity and a list or schedule isn't very sexy, so I don't expect you to set a rigorous agenda for our meeting!
Just to remind you again I am in Leeds and Guildford the week after next so if you're in the vicinity and fancy some Minxy Magic do let me know!