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The day had started off so well.
I pottered around waiting for a confirmation phone call from a client due to be landing at Heathrow. His call would be my cue to set off for our rendezvous at the Metropole Hotel, Paddington.
I chose to dress formally – business suit and a harmless looking lap-top back-pack. It […]
I’ve probably mentioned in an earlier blog that Internet access played a key role in my choice of hotel while on tour in Belfast as an escort. I’d sleep on the floor if you promised me 24/7 access. Never mind that this same hotel had been the choice of presidents before me. […]
I arrived from my unremarkable second tour of Ireland (it had been Belfast and Dublin this time) to find, amongst the usual retinue of bills and ominous brown envelopes on the other side of the letter flap, a package.
It had been dispatched from the online store LadyB Wear. Which could only mean one thing. […]
This was what I felt like, sitting in a rather small hotel room in Belfast (nice hotel, mind you – I just hadn’t forked out for the presidential suite). Devoid of my three land-lines, broadband Internet access, favourite radio stations, a fully stocked fridge and freezer, garden with swinging hammock, and local shops back […]
Taboo III
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