I sprawled on a mammoth beanbag in my Islington apartment, a beanbag lent to me by a benevolent neighbour, while waiting for Argos to deliver my dining furniture. I returned to London last night to find the drains on my street blocked and no one really sure who was going to do anything about [...]

Last night I made someone’s life-long face-sitting fantasy come true. I could say more but won’t. This is one of those rare occasions where I really feel I should say as little as possible. He has been naïve in the past and it bit him in the arse, hence he abruptly ceased all [...]

I spent the whole of today with just one client. He was also let down both in February when I missed my flight on the only day he could see me, and then in March.  He’s got a mischievous voice. I’ll often speak of people with mischievous voices. They’ve got [...]

Morning came early. Much too early. And so was my first client of the day. Not much too early. But early. He was one of the clients I had to disappoint when I cancelled my March visit. He’d been one of the first to write back in the affirmative [...]

I didn’t miss my flight to Belfast. I was the picture of organisation itself. But I was still exhausted and questioning the wisdom of agreeing to a 10.30 pm appointment for that same evening. I was just getting the swipe card out at the door when he phoned to see if I’d [...]

I broke in the City apartment with a client who rang me from the Midlands earlier in the day and asked if he could see me. The City was a darn sight easier than Streatham for him to get to, so that was it. A part of me wasn’t sure if he would [...]

I had a pure domination session today. He’s a regular so I decided, since the new apartment was still not fully kitted, we’d use here. No smiles; no cuddles; no innuendo. Just tell him to his face what a bastard shit he is and make him feel like dirt. I was [...]

A married friend came round to borrow my spare room for a bit of “how’s your father” with his mistress (also married). I’m hardly in any position to start moralising. So when he rang and told me his plight and how he didn’t want to shell out a full night’s rate for a [...]

I had an outcall booking with a Scots man. He booked weeks ago. Awesome when some people can order their lives so well. I’m a dedicated follower of the last minute movement, myself.
There’s something about the Scottish accent. They could be chanting the Lord’s Prayer but I’d still be suppressing a [...]

Today I stood in my new City apartment alone for the first time. No previous occupant. No landlord. No furniture. Just me.
“Fuck!” I thought. I knew it was big, but not that big.Â
But I’ve finally done it. Taken the plunge and now separated my personal life from my escort [...]

Today I stood in my new City apartment alone for the first time. No previous occupant. No landlord. No furniture. Just me.
“Fuck!” I thought. I knew it was big, but not that big.Â
But I’ve finally done it. Taken the plunge and now separated my personal life from my escort [...]

I explained apologetically to my client from Paris who has a thing for PVC and had asked me to get the PVC bed boots why I hadn’t got them. Basically, when what you want is not an item in demand by other clients, you’d better be prepared to provide it yourself.  But [...]

I explained apologetically to my client from Paris who has a thing for PVC and had asked me to get the PVC bed boots why I hadn’t got them. Basically, when what you want is not an item in demand by other clients, you’d better be prepared to provide it yourself.  But [...]

In preparation for an incall tomorrow, I visited a sex shop at Waterloo, Lower Marsh Street called Honour.  The client wanted me to get bed boots, which are PVC style boots without heels. But if worn with patent high-heeled shoes, they would look like boots. The added bonus is that unlike my [...]

In preparation for an incall tomorrow, I visited a sex shop at Waterloo, Lower Marsh Street called Honour.  The client wanted me to get bed boots, which are PVC style boots without heels. But if worn with patent high-heeled shoes, they would look like boots. The added bonus is that unlike my [...]