EVEN CALLGIRLS NEED THEIR OWN FUN AND I LOVE SHAGGING

It may seem strange that having sex for a living that my favourite pastime outside of work is having sex but that is because I love it and although my work is a real buzz it’s nice to choose who you really want to have fun with, I advertise on a number of dating agencies and recently got contacted by a nice sounding guy, now generally I will ignore contacts from guys unless they are like my Master Charles who are offering me something special because out of preference I like sex and relationships with girls. The email from this guy grabbed my attention because he had a girlfriend who was also keen on meeting me, after several emails.texts and phone calls he arranged to meet me at my place for a coffee and a chat!!!!

For the sake of keeping their names anonymous I will call them SB (sexy builder) and DB (dirty bitch)

When SB arrived he was a really good-looking fit guy in his forties and over a coffee he told me he was a builder, seems like I have a thing for builders as the best guys and best sex have had as  nearly all been with builders. I had dressed in a fairly sexy outfit as I always try to make an impression and while chatting he was obviously impressed with what he could see, surprisingly after some flirting from both sides we ended up naked and in bed, now how on earth did that happen LOL, a horny dirty tart and a randy guy are a great combination. He is approx 5ft 8in with a well toned muscular body,hairy without being like an ape,short shaven hair and a 7-8in cock with nice dangly balls which are clean-shaven mmm, I sucked him off and he had a fantastic hard and long cock which he really knew how to use, he licked and sucked my pussy, which I keep shaven in a landing strip and gave  me several orgasms. I rode him cowgirl style,which I love as I can control the depth,then he rode me hard on my back ramming his cock into me hard which was incredible, SB  then put on a condom and with me still on my back butt fucked me which felt fantastic,filling my arse to the max, he  then he pulled out and wanked over my face spraying all my face with his hot cum which being a dirty bitch I licked every drop off. Before he left we had another coffee and chatted and he showed me pictures on his phone of his girlfriend and she looked HOT which made me really keen to get to know her more

SB sent me a text saying his girlfriend DB wanted to chat to me so I sent her a text and after swapping several texts we had a nice chat on the phone, we swapped a few pics through email and she was stunning and we arranged to meet the following weekend. During the course of the week the texts were getting hotter and hotter and it was clear she loved sex and would be a right dirty cow just like me LOL. We arranged to meet on the Sunday afternoon and the day really dragged. I showered,shaved and made extra effort to make myself look as good as I could and was a little bit more nervous about how she would take me than if I had been seeing a guy. DB sent me a text saying wear a skirt with no undies on so I wore a long shirt top with leggings on underneath which I removed when I got to our meeting place. I drove to the area where she lived and arranged to meet on a car-park, when she arrived I could not believe just how incredibly sexy she was and  her photos just did not do her justice, she was very  pretty, shoulder length brown hair that glistened and looked ultra soft, she had  fantastic body,approx 5ft 2in and her eyes were the deepest brown ever and  so amazing I just melted into them. She could not believe the way I was dressed and asked me what I was like LOL.After a quick kiss and a brief chat  we drove off to find somewhere quiet to have fun, I was driving my new car and when the engine started racing I thought the clutch had gone but thankfully my heels had pushed the mat under the pedal (typical dumb blonde,and after moving it sorted things out. We drove out into the country and found a nice spot in a field down a lane. We kissed and I removed my top, she sucked my nipples and said my tits were fantastic but when I pulled her top down her tits were better than mine, they were about a 36C soft to the touch but fairly perky and her nipples were dark brown and  huge and oh so suckable. It was a great struggle in the car but a managed to go down on her and lick her wonderful juicy and very wet pussy which was neatly trimmed,sweet-smelling and which tasted divine. I did use my strap-on, but it was not easy in the front seat of a sports car, then while she was sucking my nipples I made her come with my fingers,when she orgasmed it was so powerful she nearly bit my nipple off!!, not that I was about to complain, she used her fingers expertly on me and gave me several intense orgasms. We had a chat before I took her back to her car. I was on a real high and floated back home…….

After swapping several texts we arranged for the three of us to get together at my place a few days later. I got up early to make sure I showered and washed my hair so I could look my best for them. When they arrived DB  looked even sexier than when we met in my car and SB looked pretty hot. As we had a coffee she told me the bad news that she was on which was a great shame for all of us as I so wanted to see her getting lots of pleasure. We kissed on the sofa before stripping off and going into the bedroom, we both   sucked DBs cock between us and he lay there with a big grin on his face, we kissed and she sucked my tits while he licked my pussy. I rode his wonderful cock for a while then he had me on my back and after putting a condom on gave my butt a really hard fucking pounding in deeply while DB encouraged him to do it harder which really turned me on, when he was ready to come he took of the condom and while we lay with our heads together he wanked over our faces and we swapped his hot,sticky.sweet,salty tasting cum licking it off each others faces,it was such a wonderful,dirty sexy moment and the whole thing really turned me on. We had a coffee and chatted before they left and I am hoping our next time together will be even better for all of us.

DB and I  swapped loads of dirty,sexy texts and I could not wait for our next meeting a week later. DB had been drinking wine and was in a great fun,relaxed mood and I opened a bottle so we could both have a drink, we both wore PVC nurses outfits,mine was red and white and DB’s was black and red, she put on shiny black,calf length PVC boots, I noticed this time that DB had shaven completely and her pussy looked even prettier with its smoothness showing off her sexy lips, I wore black thigh boots with metal studs running their full length, she is without doubt one of the sexiest looking women I have ever met, with the best arse you could ever see on any woman,broad and firm and absolutely perfect and my pussy was twitching before we even started. We went into the bedroom and while SB was shagging DB doggy style I climbed underneath on my back so I could lick them both while they were shagging, the juices were pouring out of DB’s pussy and the softness and wetness were simply magic, in-between ramming hard in and out of her he pulled out and I sucked his thickly veined  cock which tasted divine with all her juices on it, when he was ready to come he pulled out and while I was still licking and sucking her fantastic,juicy pussy he wanked over Db’s arse cheeks so the cum ran down the crack of her arse ,past the dark brown hairs and into my eager,waiting mouth, it was one of the most magical moments of my life and something I have fantasized about for years and I was not disappointed. We licked and sucked each other while he was recovering and then we took turns getting on top of him, he then pounded into her doggy style and while her orgasms was building up I stuck my fingers up her arse and she had a screaming orgasm which just the sight and sound of it bought me off as well. We took some photos and films of the fun we were having and they looked fantastic. I got out my flogger and spanked his arse while he lay down and then he butt fucked me for a while. I put my big dildo up my arse and DB managed to get a huge dildo I had bought into her pussy, it is the biggest dildo I have ever seen and I thought It would have been impossible for any woman to get it in their pussy but she is a bit special. The whole afternoon was an incredible experience because we all get on so well and even though they are not married to each other they are obviously so much in love and one of the best couples I have ever seen together which makes being with them even more special and Think I am more relaxed than with any other couple I have been with which makes my orgasms so easy to come by. Hope I see a lot more of them  because we are such a dirty pair of bitches there is so much more fun to be had and If we do I will be sure to tell you all about it.

Until then

Love and lust.

Sophie.XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

July 2010.Great shags and sex fun in my escorting life

Sorry I have not been keeping up with my blog just lately,I could make the excuse it’s because I have been so busy but the truth is I have been too knackered to have the energy but here are a few interesting client stories you may enjoy.

I seem to be getting a few late night calls just lately which I do not mind but after a certain time of an evening the body starts to go into relaxed mode and suddenly you have to get ready for work. A youngish sounding guy phoned me for a outcall at nearly 10pm and before I confirmed the booking with him I did lots of check ups with the agency in case it was a wind up but after several calls he assured me it was genuine. Did the usual shower and washed my hair,trimmed my bush and put on sexy undies with stockings and a nice party dress over the top then set off.The place was in a little village nearly 40 miles away from my place. When I got there it was a huge place with electronic gates at the end of a long driveway. The guy was in his late twenties,great looking and as it turned out he owned a building company so was as fit as fuck. When we got inside he poured me a huge glass of wine and after a very short chat I stripped off. He had taken liquid Viagra and his good-sized cock was as solid as a rock, we didn’t spend much time kissing before I went down on his cock and got it in the back of my throat, as I suck I use my tongue to lick around the guys cocks at the same time and it always as a good effect and soon shot hot salty cum down my throat, he was still hard and  got me on my hands and knees on the sofa with my face buried into the cushions then fucked me nonstop for over twenty minutes then he asked if he could do anal. He put on a condom and I used some lubrication as he was a good 7-8 inches long and fairly thick, once the head was in he pushed the full length up my arse and it felt massive, he got into a steady rhythm and I relaxed and was pushing back to meet him but he fucked my arse really hard for over 30 mins and it felt as wide as a bucket,he shot his load into the condom and pulled out, I felt my butt hole which I could slip several fingers in with ease and it was soaked and when I looked at my fingers they were covered in blood so I had to go to the bathroom to clean up, there was no pain but it took a while before it stopped bleeding. Had a drink and a quick chat about his work and he was ready to start again. I sucked him for a while then he fucked me on my back with my legs right over the top of my head. He asked if I would use my dildo on his arse but as he had never had it done before I took things at a steady pace, I used plenty of lube and inserted one finger then when he was happy that was OK I used a second finger a finally my dildo,it is one I carry with me and is soft and shaped especially for guys butts, he really enjoyed me using it on him. I gave him a tit wank before sucking him again then he wanked off all over my face, I couldn’t believe how much cum he produced considering it was the third time he had cum in just over an hour. Got paid,dressed and got home for 2AM then back up at 7.30AM to go to work, no peace for the wicked but a hell of a lot of fun!!

The next job a couple of nights later was completely different, a mature guy who wanted to come to my place again of an evening. I dressed in a nice dress with bra,panties,stockings and suspender belt with black stiletto’s and did my make-up quite classy. When he arrived he was a smart-looking guy in his late sixties with grey hair and well-built which is what I prefer in a guy. He wanted to take things very slowly so we had a coffee and a chat on the sofa. We started kissing but every time I tried to move things on he told me to hold back and not rush things, he was the type who wanted things to be much more of a girlfriend experience which I must admit is far nicer some times than just an out-and-out shagging session. We went into the bedroom and after removing our clothing spent ages cuddling and kissing in bed. When I felt he was ready I moved slowly down his body gently kissing all the way until I got to his cock which was now standing proud, he wasn’t huge but enough to satisfy most girls, I sucked his cock and balls flicking my tongue all the time, when he started making the right noises I got on top but he quickly turned me over and had me on my back, once he was in he thrust into me for several minutes before coming inside me,after which we lay there cuddling up to one another for ages then we had another coffee and chatted before he left, looks certain to be a regular.

The next guy I saw was on the weekend which I love as I do not need to worry about work and it’s nice to relax more, he phoned me well in advance to see me later that day which gave me all the time in the world to get ready. When guys phone they have an idea what I look like through my agency photos but I never have any idea what they will look like until I meet them, this guy sounded in his forties and asked me to dress very tarty in thigh boots,stockings,see through top with no bra underneath and a micro mini, found out the perfect one which is like a glorified belt and makes my legs look even longer than they are. Spent ages getting ready and sat listening to music until he arrived. When he got here I was right about the age but he was HUGE, must have been well over twenty stone and the biggest guy I have been with.He was very impressed with how I looked and loved my big tits which he couldn’t keep his hands off, we stayed in the living room which I thought with his size would be more comfy for him. I got him stripped off and for all his size he was very gentle, we kissed and I sucked on his man boobs which he loved, his cock was not over large and although he would have liked full sex it would have been very difficult so I concentrated on sucking his cock and balls, he fingered my pussy and sucked my nipples and we kissed for a while before I went back to his cock, it didn’t take to long before I felt the signs that he was about to come but when he did it was quite a shock as he produced loads of cum filling my mouth completely. Sat and had a coffee and chatted before he left.

The last interesting job this month was last night, got a phone call from a guy who lived on his own approx 20 miles away and wanted me to see him at his place in 2 hours, he stressed that he wanted me to dress in a classy outfit as he did not like the tarty look, he was mature sounding and rang from his home number so everything was easy to check out. Showered and washed my hair which I dried and left loose. I did my make-up in very subtle tones and used mu best Chanel perfume, I put on very expensive underwear and pure silk stockings then put on a vintage lace dress with sequined cardigan and brown Mary Jane style heels, his place took a bit of finding as it was out in the country and down a lane (really must get sat-nav), it was a very large detached bungalow with a posh looking motor outside. When he greeted me at the door he was a retired guy but in great shape and I was pleased to see he was a well-built guy. He quickly wanted to get down to serious sex business and as is always the case that guys who want you to dress classy want you to act like a complete tart,never figure that one out. He stripped off and got me to remove everything apart from my silk stockings then we went into his bedroom. He laid on his back on the edge of the bed and said his favourite thing was to be rimmed, I can honestly say it doesn’t do a great deal for me but as long as a guy is very clean I will do it, I went down there with great enthusiasm using my tongue to great effect and he loved it, I sucked and licked his ball and when my mouth and tongue got around his cock he stopped me as he said I was to bloody good and he would come straight away, we kissed and cuddled for a while then I got on top of him and his cock was fairly long but very thick which as to be the best combination, I climbed on top of him and rode him cowgirl with him thrusting up hard to meet me,it was wonderful and my pussy was being stretched to its limits, then he turned me on my back and I held my legs over the top of my head while he shagged the living daylights out of me, I had not had sex for a couple of days and had been really horny so it was fantastic, sensing he was close to coming he stopped and we went back to kissing and more rimming, the only problem was after that he couldn’t get properly hard again so I could not get him to come which is always a disappointment for me as I pride myself on trying to always leave guys satisfied. We cuddled for a while then got up and had a coffee and a chat in the living room. The place was really nice and he explained he was a retired professional cricket player which would also explain why he was in great shape. We had a nice chat and listened to music and it was well after midnight when I left,sure I will be seeing more of him in the coming months.

More sexploits soon

Love Sophie.XXXX

MY FIRST SLAVE AND MASTER EXPERIANCE

You would think that being a working girl I would have experienced most things and when I have finished work the last thing on my mind would be more sex but you couldn’t be more wrong.

I am a very highly sexed woman and like all women I have cravings,fantasies and my own personal tastes so when I have sex of any sort out of work it is generally at my choosing. Since I was very young I have always fantasized about being controlled and punished severely and I love the feeling of pain when being spanked,caned etc and although I have had clients that will do it for me and pay for the pleasure it has never been the same as having a real master so when a guy sent me an email saying he was a master who wanted me to be his slave I was very interested. I knew that this had to be someone who was both good at what he did but most importantly it had to be someone I could trust completely,after all letting some idiot tie you up and beat the crap out of you could cost you your life so if anyone is considering being a slave then make one hundred percent sure it is the right man or woman, check out places like the slave register and find out everything about them first.

The guy who contacted me sounded perfect but we swapped many emails  and phone calls before a meeting was arranged. His name was Charles and he spoke in a very friendly,well spoken and deep commanding voice which had me turned on before we met, He came to see me last week and arrived at lunchtime in a very expensive car. When he arrived he was dressed immaculate and bought clothes and a bag of implements. He told me I looked incredible and I stood there thinking what an incredibly sexy guy he was. We had a coffee and talked before any procedures took place. When he decided it was time he told me to get a dildo and put it inside myself while he got ready, I sat there on the sofa in anticipation of what was about to happen, I was on the verge of many years of fantasies and needs coming true and I was both excited and very nervous. He walked into the living room wearing leather trousers, a PVC shirt and long rubber raincoat. He got out army standard cuffs and attached them to my wrists and ankles then told me to bend over. The first thing he used was a tawse and I expected him to instantly start thrashing me but instead he just tapped the end over every inch of my bottom,he explained that a good many inexperienced people make the mistake of not warming their slave,lover,victim etc up properly to start with and that it is very dangerous not to as it can cause serious damage and permanent scars plus it is likely to have blood splashing everywhere. He continued like this for a while increasing the strokes a little at a time getting gradually harder. He then used a paddle and started to hit my bottom with more force but nothing that seemed difficult to handle but then he went back to the tawse and this time he made me jump with every strike,He then told me to pull my panties down which being tied up was both difficult and embarrassing, as the pain increased so did the orgasm building up inside of me,then he got out a riding crop and tapped all over my bottom and legs with the tip, the first of countless orgasms ripped through my body and left me in an endless state of excitement, I then found out to my cost not to underestimate a real master as I started to relax and enjoy just pure pleasure because he then hit me with such force it took my breath away. He altered the force and speed of the strokes all the time so my body was never sure if it would be real pain or just gentle but each stroke had me jumping whether it was painful or not. He got me to stand and hold my hands above my head and got out a cane which he ran between my legs getting me soaked,then he started to smack me between the legs and on my pussy causing me to cry out in pain, I was then told to bend over again and received many hard strokes of the cane making me shout out in pain with each one,this all carried on for six or seven hours but then he announced we were going to get changed and he was taking me out for an evening meal. I got ready and he took me to a wonderful romantic  restaurant where he ordered expensive wine and fabulous food .As we sat chatting  over our meal and wine I realised that I was more in love with this guy than I have ever been with anyone in my life and I knew he could ask me to do anything for him and I would. After fine food and several bottles of good wine we came back home. As soon as we got into the house the real master returned, I learnt to my horror that I had been lulled into a false sense of security imagining that he was my boyfriend and we had just returned from a perfect night out. He told me to put on a shiny PVC bondage dress and put the cuffs back on me but this time he secured me with a  heavy-duty chains and told me I was not allowed to speak. I was told to bend over and wait for him to get ready, nothing had really changed from before we went out for a meal but now I found myself shaking and scared. Again he started off slowly warming by bottom but also this time my thighs and legs, when he decided he was ready the strokes started to rain down on me hard and for the first time ever I realised the tears were beginning to stream down my face,it was such a magical moment that I will treasure it forever, I have dreamt and fantasized about such a moment and when it happened it came when I was not expecting it. He made me stand again and put his hand over my mouth with such force I could not breath then he made me wear a gag. When he started to use the crop on me again the orgasms just followed one after another and the force of the strokes got harder and harder, he took the gag out and forced me to my knees and holding my hair he face fucked for ages before gagging me with a silk scarf, then he used the cane on me again. It was nearly 3 am and he said it was time to stop as he refused to give me anymore punishment as he realised that whatever he did I was never going to use the safe word and get him to stop, he told me I had been a very good girl and he was proud of me. He said as it was my first time he would allow me to sleep with him and not tie me to the bed.

In the morning I made him coffee and he tied me up with rope with my hands secured to my sides and my legs tied together, I was then told to go and get tape and the riding crop while he drank his coffee, it was almost impossible getting in and out of bed and walking but at no stage did he make any attempt to help me or show signs of my discomfort. He then told me to fetch a large plastic bag and asked me if I had ever been bagged before, I knew what he was talking about and said no, the thought terrified me but I had so much trust in him I did not question it, what was about to happen would never have happened with a client but here I was about to put my life in the hands of a guy I had only met the day before. He put tape completely over my mouth and nose allowing only holes for my nostrils, then he lay me down and started using the cane on my backside,after turning me over he got the bag and held it over me head, I was amazingly calm about the whole thing until the air started to go out of the bag and I began to suffocate, I looked at him with real terror in my eyes and when I started to shake my head back and forth he removed the bag, as I swallowed in huge gasps of air through my nostrils he told me what a good girl I was and I felt proud that I had pleased my master. He did this several times during the morning and each time was very scary but each time I felt nothing but love and pride for making him happy. It was getting on for lunchtime when we got up and he got ready to go. When it was time for him to leave I held onto him and told him I would love him for ever and I ment every word. He as promised to take me to some fetish clubs as his personal slave and I cannot wait as this last two days have been the best of my life. He told me the marks and bruises would take several days to go and I have added some for you to see and I am very proud of them.

Thank you master

Love Sophie.xxx

AM I A SINNER?

I ask this question because of something that happened to me the other night.

I had been receiving a few calls recently from an Indian guy who by the questions he was asking I thought would turn out to be a time-waster and would never make a booking then out of the blue he phoned me and asked to see me in thirty minutes. I do not normally like doing rush jobs as I like to spend time getting ready so that everything is really special for my clients but he seemed really keen on seeing me as soon as possible. I quickly showered,did my hair and make-up and dressed in matching bra and panties with hold-up stockings,a nice dress and black stilettos. When he arrived he was a nice looking guy in his twenties,he paid me straight away and said he was nervous as he had never been with a woman or even seen a woman naked, I told him he had no need to be nervous as I would take care of everything, I held him close but when I tried to kiss him he backed off. He asked if we could go into the bedroom and could he watch me play with myself so I got undressed and he removed his top and trousers but still had long shorts underneath, he saw that I was wearing a gold cross and chain and asked me to take it off,which I did. I lay on the bed and touched myself,  first with my fingers and then with a dildo and a vibrator, he watched closely for a while then asked if he could use my bathroom,after washing his hands he came back into the bedroom and started to get dressed saying he had to go now. I do not like anyone leaving when they have not been satisfied and did not want to take his money for nothing but he assured me he had done what he wanted to do, he then explained that God had made him come to see me so that he could get aroused in front of a naked woman but not get tempted to do anything and God had helped him to control his passion. I offered him all his money back but he wanted me to keep some of it as he said he was a very rich man. He told me about his faith,his family and his culture then asked if I would mind if he prayed before he left which of course I did not object to. He thanked God for giving him the strength to resist me and then prayed for himself and for me in the work that I do. He said thank you and goodbye and with that he was gone. After he left my first reaction was to smile to myself about the whole episode,here I was after all a working girl who gets paid for sexual favours but tonight I had been paid for helping save a young mans pride,faith and dignity and having my soul saved but then I started to think seriously about myself and my work. You may think it strange that anyone who works in the sex industry has morals but I have faith in many things and like to think I  have strong principles. This all may make me sound like a hypocrite but I pride myself in being kind,considerate to all peoples faith and believes and never prejudice in any way. I have had many clients of all races,beliefs,different backgrounds, of all ages,sizes and ability and I have given them all the same careful consideration and kindness. I know I do what I do for money but am I a bad person because I get paid for sexual services? I have had guys come to see me who are old or lonely and leave my place a happier person than when they arrived. I have had many guys who are overweight and various disabilities. There was one guy who was severely disabled and quite overweight,in fact his penis was so far inside the folds of skin there was no sign of a penis or testicles but I still used all my skill and patience and made him come which he said while we were chatting over a coffee afterwards was the first time he had any sexual pleasure in years.  I have given free counselling to guys with trans problems and always give time for clients to chat about any problems or issues they may have.Now I do not consider myself a saint or a goody-goody but I do believe that what I do is provide a well needed service for people who would otherwise feel lonely,unloved or unsatisfied and I always try to provide the best service  in every way that I can. If it was not for women like myself  in the sex industry where would guys go to satisfy there needs for watersports,pain,fetishes and the likes or just purely to be treated like a loved, sexually attractive person because everyone deserves to be loved and considered,  so again my question is am I really a sinner?

YOU DECIDE. Sophie.xx

COMPLICATED WOMEN?

I know many of you guys out there find us women complicated and confusing,well let me tell you guys that I am one and I am confused so you have got no bloody chance!

Although I have sex for a living, well an escort is a posh name for a hooker, and I love all types of sex with both guys and girls but my own personal preference in my private life is with another woman. Now although I meet a great deal of sexy women through my work I would never dream of having a relationship with a client,well to be honest I tried it once and it was a disaster,so I have tried a few dating sites,you know the ones that specialize in women only.I know that sounds a bit sad for someone in my line of work but I do not get that much free time to myself to go searching clubs,bars etc, anyhow I was contacted recently by a very nice sounding lady on one of these sites.We got chatting and after her sending me nearly fifty texts in a week arranged to meet,needless to say I never mentioned my line of work. She lived over 100 mile away from where I live but as she sounded very genuine distance does not come into it as far as love is concerned. She was a spiritualist and was looking for a nice lady into walking,theatre,nights in etc (I know what your thinking,what the hell was she doing seeing me!!), well that being besides the point I cancelled all my appointments for the day and travelled down to where she lived. I had spent lots of time on pampering myself in the bath and washing my hair so I smelt nice, put on my best new Caprice undies and dressed in something fairly sexy but respectable in order to make a good impression. When we met she was even more attractive than her photos and seemed very pleasant. We decide to go for a drive to some nice woodland walks she knew (do not get the wrong idea ), It was a lovely sunny day and there were lots of couples and families walking. As we started walking we  got chatting and she made it clear from the beginning she did not have a problem with my being trans. We walked for miles hand in hand or arms around each others waists,the sun was blazing down through the trees and it was all very romantic, she poured her heart out to me and told me of the many problems she had encountered with guys in the past,she talked about growing up,home life,her family,her own children and life in general,she’d had a hard complicated life but then again so had I which was something we had in common and I could relate to. I told her about my past etc and the life I was leading now but omitted to tell her about my work. She had not had a full relationship with another female so I had no intention of trying to jump her bones and scare her away. After our very long walk which took hours we went for a lovely lunch and held hands across the table,all very romantic then we had a walk around a garden centre. I took her home and she told me she thought we had really clicked so I arranged to see her the following weekend, I promised I would text her when I was home safely and she said she would call me on my home phone. It was a wonderful day and I felt like there was a long and serious relationship ahead of us,I was also quite proud of myself that I had not tried to rush anything with her and allow things to progress naturally.I was on a real high driving home with the music blaring out of the car stereo and singing at the top of my voice,plus you know how it is ,when you have that feeling you are in love, every lyric of every song takes on a whole new meaning,even punk rock can sound romantic!!  When I got home I sent her a text as arranged then waited for her to ring, all night went by and no call or reply to my texts. The following day I sent her several texts as I was worried something may have happened to her but not a word all day. Later that evening she sent me a text saying she thought I was nice but did not have enough “get up and go” for her, I was dumbstruck,there are more guys who have got up me and had a go inside one month than a good many women will see in their lifetime. So there you go guys,it’s impossible to do right for wrong, I tried to be the perfect lady and not rush her into anything that either of us would regret but instead made myself to look like a boring old fart, Should I have just made a jump on her? well who knows, Like I said we are a very complicated species and if I can make mistakes like this then you guys have not got any chance to know what is going on inside  a womans head and how best to approach things. I promise if I work it out I will let you know,in the meantime I am still looking for love but will have to settle for lust.

TIME WASTING WANKERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

God I love this job!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It’s an amazing life being an escort,take today for instance………………………

I am up at 6am to spend all day in London on a photo-shoot and I get home at nearly 8pm,knackered,feet killing me through wearing ridiculous high heels that don’t fit properly,blisters upon blisters,limbs aching and ready for bed when my works phone goes,ah bliss, it’s a guy who is holding a dinner party at his house but after his guests have gone home he fancies a shag with a convenient girl like me. He gives me his name and address and says he will phone as soon as his guests have gone home,you explain you have had a long day but as long as he is genuine you will still have no objections to doing the job (you need the money and hate letting nice guys down),so you then spend 2 hours showering,washing your hair,putting on all your best sexy gear,doing make-up,styling hair and printed off directions to the property,which prove to be genuine, then despite sending texts asking if you are still needed as it’s getting late and turning down another job because you can only do one in a night you hear NOTHING!! Oh what fun,knackered,pissed off,time-wasted and out-of-pocket on two fronts, refusing another job and paying the agency a booking fee for a non-existence job,who or what do these time-wasting wankers think they are??? Do these guys order meals from their local take-aways and never collect them?,order taxi’s they never want? book tables in restaurants and never show? What else do they do for fun,dial 999 and ask for emergency services?? It is because of  WANKERS like this that when I write my book I shall devote a whole chapter to naming and shaming the bastards, perhaps I should wait and turn up at his house ( which I have no doubt is completely genuine because that’s how stupid wankers like this are) waiting until his parents,relatives,posh friends or knowing twats like this his wife and dressed in my best hookers outfit and in my loudest voice ask if he is ready for that shag he ordered?? Beware an escort/hooker/call-girl who is totally pissed off,we are worse than a thousand women with raging PMT.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH THAT FEELS BETTER GETTING THAT OFF MY CHEST, perhaps I can sleep now? Back with real tales of lust soon,watch this space or read in your local paper about some twat who has had his balls hacked off…………………………….