The Scottish client sent me an email of thanks today. He ended it with: “P.S., this morning’s was a floater”. I can take the hint! No more discussion of bowel movements during appointments, no matter how daintily I put it. I phoned the man of neglect today. Well, I say today. I had phoned a [...]

The Scottish client sent me an email of thanks today. He ended it with: “P.S., this morning’s was a floater”. I can take the hint! No more discussion of bowel movements during appointments, no matter how daintily I put it. I phoned the man of neglect today. Well, I say today. I had phoned 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 giggle, expecting a [...]

The man that came to see me today was my first ever face-sitting client last year when I’d just started in this profession. It had seemed a strange request at the time. Why would a man want nothing more than for a woman to sit on his face? It was a bit of a reunion, [...]

An Oxford client bravely announced that having met me once and now feeling comfortable with me, he was ready to take the plunge for some tie and tease. Tie and tease and slight BDSM had always had a certain appeal to him, but he’d never had the nerve to try it. I’ll say this for [...]

Someone phoned to book me. At first he said he’d like to come and see me today. Then he rang back a couple of hours later to say he couldn’t make it and would like to book me for tomorrow. But meanwhile, he was so horny, what were his chances of some phone sex? Pretty [...]

Sometimes you get on so well with someone on the phone, that it clouds your judgement when you meet them face to face. This gentleman flirted in the style of a man of advanced years.  He was 64 and claimed to live in sheltered accommodation. His style was very slap and tickle, but just [...]

I’m now in a position to say with confidence that my dream of an apartment to work from properly is such a dead cert, I can announce it. It’s in between City Road and Angel, has two rooms, and wooden floors The first time it was ever suggested to me, I’d asked in dismay if [...]

Small build, looked a bit nervous. I half expected him to announce he’d changed his mind. He’d wrestled before, but with a lady called Marsha* who not only never let him win but used to beat him black and blue. This he hadn’t seemed to enjoy, but the desire to be wrestled by a curvy [...]

I was on my way out to go and meet a prospective landlord. The phone rang and for a minute I wondered why the number was familiar and if perhaps this was a regular prankster. But it was the number for the Metropole Hilton at Paddington. I suspended disbelief for a second. He was interested [...]

Mr Role Play came again, under the guise of the Surveyor about to have his wicked way with his client’s maid. I was duly dressed as the maid, ushered him in while he went upstairs to freshen up. I’d made it clear there’d be no spontaneous oral without him giving his pecker a good wash. [...]

I took my braids out last night and today gave my hear a long and luxurious wash.  I wasn’t expecting any clients today so it didn’t matter if my hair were au naturel. Then sod’s law came a call and shock horror, he wanted to see me today. I consoled myself that that was [...]

I didn’t believe he was going to turn up. The Americans never seem certain of what they want. And when he pressed me to describe the size of my nipples, and how far out they jut, the politest response I could come up with was, “You’ll have to see for yourself,” And I wasn’t going [...]