delve a little deeper....
Yesterday I accepted a midnight outcall to a Heathrow Hotel. I do enjoy late jaunts to hotels, it makes me feel all Belle Du Jour as I whizz off in a cab in the middle of the night. The main reason I did this booking apart from the fact it was a hotel I hadn't to before,( I like to tick off Heathrow hotels on my special spreadsheet, yes I know that's sad) was because the client wanted me to shave him. He said he had a date tomorrow and needed some help getting rid of his back and bottom hair! I was rather entertained by this and he sounded like a nice guy so agreed!
I did wonder whether he had some kind of hair removal fetish and was too shy to tell me, but I think having met him (and asked him outright!) it was a genuine need! So yes, I spent most the booking covering his back in hair removal cream and then shaving off the patchy bits. It was quite fun actually and he was easy to chat to so all was good! I also gave the hair around his arse and balls a bit of a trim too. His cock was rock hard throughout the entire session so I assume it was a bit of a turn on for him and to be honest the sight of a hard cock tends to make me want to do naughty things too so I was quite pleased when he asked if I minded finishing him off!
So boys, I shall now add hair removal to my repertoire! Saying that, I do like a hairy man, and I did tell my client this and that plenty of women do like it. OK, I might have been talking myself out of a job but I did want him to know that it might not be essential for the date to work out! I mean it's a bit shallow to decide not to see a man again based on his hairiness!
And finally.... I think it's been too long since I posted any new pictures for you so here is one I took a couple of weeks ago in my favourite place!
Here is a list. i have a longer blog entry in the pipeline, but it's a quicky today.
If you work as an escort there are certain lines you will hear at least once, if not regularly. They're not all bad or negative, just something that will amuse my colleagues.
I went for a massage today. My neck and shoulders have been really sore, achey and knotted as hell and seeing as noone has come to my rescue I thought I would go see a professional.
So, here I present to you, in the style of a Punternet Field report....
Date:Thursday 18th Oct 2012
Time of Day:13.00
Type of Visit: Incall
Time Spent:45 minutes
Her Place: A small room in the back of a barbers shop. Clean, dimly lit with candles, although I did think the two men having their hair cut knew what I was up to, which might put off the easily embarrassed.
Description: Young slender EE girl, with long black hair, dressed in black. The picture on her website was a true representation of her. Nice tits.
Comments: I was asked to remove my dress and bra and lay face down on the massage table. She put on some nice plinky plonky piano music, which in my opinion is much better than rainforest music or whale noises that some masseuses favour. Pianos don't make we need a wee. She asked me what I wanted and I told her that I needed my neck and shoulders sorting out. She was very efficient and soon had me purring with happiness as she rubbed her hands over my back and worked her fingers into my knots. The occasional finger brushed past my breast which was all very exciting and I wondered if I could ask for a happy ending. What happened next gentlemen, shall remain between me and the young lady in question, but I can assure you I left floating on air and with a smile on my face.
Recommended: Yes, she tutted at my knotted neck and told me I needed to get seen too regularly and I think I will!
Would You Return: Yep
Yesterday I received some horrible news about a friend of mine. She worked under the name Lovelyslut and I 'met' her originally in the Punternet chat room. She passed away in her sleep the previous night leaving behind a 13 year old daughter. She was only 43. I don't really know any more details but as you can imagine I was very shocked and saddened by the news.
As well as chatting regularly I met her a couple of times, the first time to see a show by a former working girl and then a few days later when she came to see me for a threesome with the lover. We had great fun that night. The intention was for her to dominate me- she was an excellent domme, but unlike many in the domme scene she was into the sensual and sex part too. This made her very popular with chaps who enjoyed a bit of domme, but also wanted the happy ending which many professional dominatrices don't do. We had some sexy fun, but most the night we talked, drank wine and talked some more, laughed a lot and quaffed even more wine. I have fond memories of that night!
She was passionate about her role as an escort, She was very clear about how she wanted to operate and felt strongly about always giving a good service , she was hugely fascinated in sexuality and was very open and honest about what she enjoyed and trying new things. She was always encouraging and supportive to those who had 'secret' fantasies and desires and gave great advice and encouragement.
She had decided to call herself Lovelyslut because she was 'reclaiming the word' from something negative to something positive and felt that women shouldn't be ashamed of being sexually adventuous and that having a high sex drive and being sexually assertive wasn't a bad thing that should be labeled in a nasty way.
I spoke to her most days in the chatroom, we used to laugh, gossip and talk about anything under the sun. She was an incorrigible flirt and said what she thought! She was very popular and was a confidante to many. She was also passionate about music and many nights were spent posting YouTube links of music. One night we watched a film together, me in Hounslow her in Newcastle, commenting on what we thought would happen and exclaiming at the shocking bits. Anyone else who popped in probably thought we were mad! The night she died we were chatting and drooling over Selma Hayek and (George Clooney) in From Dusk Til Dawn. She said this was the film that made her 'get' Clooney's appeal! We also mused that we wished we could move like Selma and joked that we'd probably fall trip over the snake!
I shall miss her in the chatroom, she was always so nice to me and kind when I was fed up. I always used to tease her for liking everybody and being too lovely. She used to counter that she was a mean scary dominatrix and I wasn't to blow her cover! We all used to laugh because the last thing she was was mean and scary! Although saying that, the evening we spent at my flat she did handcuff me, put me on the sofa facing the wall and got off with my fella behind my back! All part of the plan of course, it was all very erotic. She was good at what she did, I could tell from the brief session I had- as it happened we both got too pissed to be very sexy that night, but it was awesome fun. She and I agreed, fun and good conversation was always more important than bonking!
I hope this comes over as a slightly happy post. She would have hated us all to sit round being miserable and brooding. Yesterday I did a booking not long after I heard the news. I didn't want to let the client down and I knew she'd be appalled if I had- not letting people down was very important to her. As I was fucking the client with a strap on I had a strong sense of her looking down, smiling and saying 'You go girl!'
Rest In Peace friend.
Was thrilled to discover I had received a Field Report in Punternet whilst I was away (Sods law I was out of the country when this happened, but hey!)
It was from a lovely guy who said he found me on there and I do vaguely remember him saying he would write a review but it fell out of my head and often men do make such promises they don't keep so it was a lovely surprise.
Here is the linky- yes, I am fabulous!
Seriously though, some of the kind things people say about me do make me blush, its a great ego boost and goes a long way in establishing me as a genuine decent escort.
Hooray! If the author is reading, thank you very much, is very much appreciated and yes you did make me come! I'm not that good an actress!
Prague Castle from the river.
Did you all miss me?
I have been to Prague and had a fabulous time, no not working before you ask! Had a lovely time, very relaxing, but also knackering with lots of walking and sightseeing. I shall not bore you with my photos, but here is one to nicely illustrate this blog. I do think pictures make a blog look nicer!
So, I will not bore you with my holiday news, but I will tell you about The Museum of Sex Machines which we couldn't resist going to! Don't worry, we had plenty of proper culture!
Anyway, we watched a 1920's Spanish porn film which was entertaining! It was about a doctor who was taking advantage of his patients and his wife getting pissed off so she seduced her maid and they ended up getting bonked by another man, I wasn't quite sure who he was- it was a silent film so a bit of guess work of the plot was required. Apparently it is believed it was one of the very first films that showed threesomes! What was quite cool though was that the women were quite 'normal', not stick insects with fake boobs, tan, hair, eyelashes and nails. They were quite curvy with wobbly tummies and big bottoms and great big bushy minges! The men also had average sized looking willies too! They also looked kind of bored and blasé which whilst wasn't exactly erotic, made a nice change from the silly moaning and sighing and squealing you get in modern porn! Here is a picture I took, must admit I felt like a weird pervert taking the snap..
The rest of the museum was a combination of modern sex toys, which looked like they were purchased about 10 years ago from Ann Summers and some older ones. There was a collection of scary gimp masks and dog mask things as well as other BDSM related bits of kit. The signage was a bit shit and didn't give much information about the items which was a shame, would have interesting to know more.
Anyway, here are a few more pics!
And there we go!
Hope you enjoyed!
I'm having a few days off- as much as I love my job and having a frolic a girl needs to recharge her batteries sometimes!
I shall have a blissful, cultural, peaceful rest and not shave anything!
I shall be back working (smooth and silky) for you on Sunday 7th October.
I shall no doubt be back blogging my adventures!
I shall leave you with a snap of my boobs to keep you excited!