delve a little deeper....
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!