Nottingham Love Story

I returned from Nottingham today, a little earlier than I had anticipated.  After a very stimulating and naughty nurse role play session as my first booking, the rest of the day settled down into a predictable pattern of clients not turning up for appointments. 

It made less and less sense to tell my London clients […]

Buzzing and Ringing

It started as I was entering Victoria Underground station. A trembling feeling going through my hand and the suitcase I was pulling behind me. It made perfect sense that it would be a train traveling beneath.
Then I got to the platform, and noticed the vibration seemed stronger. But there was no […]

No, I don’t Hate Men

You can’t really think I hate men just because I have a strong view on leeches. I only despise the ones that’ve got it into their thick skulls that bedding as many women as they can is a competitive sport. And to the women hitting the night clubs every night so desperate […]

George McCoy in the Flesh and Cap at Erotica 2005

I’d never met George McCoy before. When the BBC announced that the hunky (in my opinion) Robert Kilroy-Silk’s daily chat show was to be pulled following the regurgitation, out of context but at the worst time politically, of a column written by Mr Kilroy-Silk himself, my first thought was, I’m never going to see […]

The Booby Sisters Doing Erotica

Continuing on from what I saw at Erotica (there was too much to blog for one day’s blog) the Booby Sisters came out to play at Erotica 2005. Identical from head to two, even the size of their tits straining out of a really skimpy, stretchy top. Foolishly, I thought they were selling […]

So, This Guy Stops To Chat Me Up

While browsing the stands at Erotica on Friday, chuckling at yet another brazen display, a man approaching in the opposite direction leered at me and made a comment about a nice smile and wasn’t I going to say hello.
“Hello,” I called back, over my shoulder. That was all the encouragement he needed.
“Wait, can I […]

Will, Grace, Gas Masks and Bitches

There was a stand at Erotica 2005, called Rob, that had loads of rubber outfits, gas masks, “room odorisers”, and electrical butt plugs. I gazed longingly at their leather & fetish wear and accessories
One of their gas masks caught my eye. It had the long pipe like trunk extending from the nose of […]

Another Police Officer Down

I had wanted to blog about my visit to Erotica 2005 today. But then I saw on the news about the murder of one police officer and the wounding of another, in the same incident. This happened in Bradford, the Yorkshire part of the . The fact that the officers were female officers just […]

Hold The Man’s Dick, Damn It!

Talk about totally screwed up. He was racked with guilt, and indecision. He alternated between wanting to relax and enjoy our time together, and wanting to cum as quickly as possible so he could leave before he began to like me. Because liking me, an escort he had booked to avoid emotional entanglement, […]

Truly Saved By The Bell

The phone rang, jolting me awake. I reached for it in the dark, guided by the flashing screen, cursing first the person calling me at such an ungodly hour. Then I cursed myself for forgetting to mute the ringer, which is what I normally do when I go to bed. Then I […]

Whose Dirty Laundry is it Anyway?

I think I’ve a right to be furious, as fond as I am of him. We go back a heck of a long way. We’ve individually and together had cause to sit up bolt-right at just how far back that is. I naturally have entrusted him with a lot of information, […]