Gentlemen! Remember I’m off to New York next week.

Whilst I have a booking for 4pm this afternoon for an hour, I wouldn’t mind squeezing somebody else in (ooeerr) either before or after. Give me a call today if you’re lurking in the Victoria or SW1 vicinity.

And in the midst of packing and running around like a headless chicken getting ready for my trip, I will be available every day (excluding Easter Sunday) until next Tuesday, where I’ll be at my volunteer job the day before I leave. Yes, that does also mean I’ll be available on Bank Holiday Monday if anybody fancies an Easter romp in the hay.

Otherwise, everything will be back to normal on the 16th April.

Happy Easter.x

with the aforementioned Glen regarding getting that darned review up, he said something in one of his emails to me that made me titter and gave me an idea.

When you can spare a moment, have a look at my new “disclaimer” on my About Me page on my main website. It might put a smile on a few faces.

….by another satisfied customer.

(name used with permission)

And many thanks to Glenn for persevering with its submission. He will readily admit that he’s not the most techy or web-minded of souls, so I know he did find it a bit of a challenge. Not so much writing the review itself, we did have a wonderful time during our booking so I’d imagine it was easy enough to put into words, but I could almost hear the knashing of teeth when it came to submitting it on Punternet.

Still, with a couple of hiccups he persevered and my newest review is now up here.

Thank you again for your patience Glenn.

Glenn submitting my review.

Yesterday I had a morning booking with my Newcastle Brown favourite (he knows why I call him that).

On a few occassions he’s asked that I greet him at the door naked, but I’ve always insisted that I at least wear a pair of thongs. I didn’t want to be responsible for scaring my landlady’s cats.

But yesterday they were out and I thought, why not. I buzzed my client in as I was just about to change into my….contact lenses. But I didn’t even get that far. So there I was, wearing nothing by my specs. My client came up the stairs and I swear if he had his way he would’ve taken me there and then on the landing. Now that would’ve really scared the pussies (ooerrr, missus).

It was a little odd but yet refreshing being free of stockings, sussies and basques.

It shall henceforth be known as the nekkid secretary look.

And my apologies to any that might have somehow stumbled onto me site and reads my blog.

Partner and I on our way to the local dump this morning. You know how it is. The sun comes out and all of a sudden you want to spring clean.

Anyway, a couple of lovely old dears came looming towards us ready with the pamphlets and the spiel. One of the ladies got as far as, “Would you be interested in…” and partner stops her short and says “Sorry no, not interested. I worship the devil”.

You should’ve seen their faces.

After 2 and a half months of training I’m now a proper, fully-fledged volunteer adviser. It’s really been exciting stuff and I’m so glad SJ talked me into doing it.

As part of my training, or maybe because there weren’t enough staff available, some of us had been thrown in the deep end and ended up helping some of the general public. But now it’s all proper-like and I no longer have to say that “I’m just training”.

I know this sounds cheesy but this job really is a rewarding and fulfilling one. I like the idea of helping people and giving them the tools to help themselves.

I reckon I’m going to be doing this for a long time. Love it!

Bring on the degree *she says as she cracks her knuckles.”

I received an email last night, from a gentleman asking for an overnight either last night or tonight; selling himself and impressively so.

It all sounded great until the last sentence of the email: “I have a brand new apple iphone 32gb 3gs – RRP is £550. Will you accept that for a night with you?
Let me know if you’re interested.”

Well, let me see: my overnights are only reserved for past clients; they cost £700 and I don’t work Sundays. Which makes me think this gentleman didn’t even bother to read my site. Also, I think I’m more than capable of upgrading my own phone to an iphone if I so wished. Funnily enough, I upgraded my personal phone only last week, and the one thing I didn’t want was an Iphone.

And I did get the impression that this email was sent to more than one escort: I wasn’t referred to by my working name (“hey sweetheart”! yeahhh, no), and his signature was in a different size and font to the rest of the email, even a different shade of grey. So the poor chap seemed to be doing the rounds cutting and pasting to see who might take him up on his generous offer.

Maybe a lady in desperate need of a piece of techy equipment may take him up on it. It won’t be me. Thanks though.

Subject to my 5.30pm confirming this morning I’d be happy to see anybody else that might be lurking about in the SW1 vicinity. Either before or after obviously.

Although saying that, I do have a dentist’s appointment at 11am today so anybody I do see might end up getting more than they bargained for. Anybody fancy a drooling wreck today?

I think I’ll also take this opportunity to remind anybody that’s thinking about seeing me soon that I will be away for the Easter holidays. Although I don’t actually go until the 7th April, what with the bank holiday and me doing my other work, my last available day will actually be Saturday 3rd.

So either come see me before I go gents, or you’ll have to wait until mid-April when I get back.

Give me a call.x

I’d like to mark an occassion myself.

Back in 2004 myself and SJ up a website called SAAFE - Support And Advice For Escorts.

When I was a moderator on a punting forum back in the day, I used to keep getting emails from newbie ladies asking for advice on becoming an escort. I had a chat with SJ about it one day as it became tedious writing the same answers as the questions were always the same. It was then that the idea of a support website came to fruition. It did start off as a collaboration between a few different escorts, but they all fell by the wayside and myself and SJ were left. We’re no longer involved in the running of the website, SJ left a couple of years ago and I finally handed over the reigns last December, to cut back on my involvement in the industry. As per our ethos, the site was made and is run solely by female escorts.

Anyway, long story short, it celebrated its 5th birthday last October and SAAFE has now been recognised by my fellows peers in the adult industry. It is now up for a Best Website Award, to be presented at The Erotic Awards. We were nominated back in January and I have recently been informed that we are now finalists in our category.

I know you gents would never have heard of it, I wouldn’t expect you to. As I say, The Erotic Awards are in recognition of  outstanding work, or outstanding people, in the adult industry.

There’s going to be a big ball and an awards ceremony and everything, called Night of The Senses . It’s been going for over 20yrs now. I personally won’t be attending but the ladies I left in charge of the running of SAAFE will be. My fingers will be crossed on the evening and they’ll have to keep in touch with me. If we do win, we walk away with a flying penis. You heard me, a flying penis.

Whilst it would be fantastic if we won, it really has been wonderful to have just been recognised after all of mine and SJ’s hard work in this industry throughout the years. SAAFE has become an important resource for escorts and many of my fellow escorts recommend it to others. Indeed, the content of the site has been nicked on a couple of occassions. In one instance, large chunks lifted and put onto somebody else’s website, with no accreditation back to SAAFE itself. In another, again, large chunks of our columns lifted and used to increase another website’s SEO – search engine optimisation. It’s highly ranked on Google and, if I do say so myself, the best resource out there for newbie escorts. If we do win it’ll be the cherry on the cake.

Wish us luck.x

Whilst I  was at the flat waiting for what turned out to be a truly scrumptious encounter this past Wednesday, I received a phone call. This is how it went:

Gentleman: Hi, I’m just looking at your website now.

Me: Thank you. What can I do for you?

Gent: I want to make you an offer.

Me (interest piqued): Oh yes?!

Gent: I want you to take you to Dubai. First class plane ticket, five star hotel, the best of everything. I treat you well.

Me: Oh, that sounds lovely.

And it theory it does. It sounds like somebody wanting to jetset me off to a lovely place, all expenses paid for. But think about it from my point of view. I’ve never met the gentleman caller before, so I have no idea what he’s like. And if anybody knows anything about Dubai, then you’ll know that prostitution is very much frowned upon, to the point of imprisonment, so that’s where the reticence comes in. Did anybody read about the woman who was thrown in jail after reporting a rape? Or that couple from a couple of years back who were also thrown in prison for having sex on the beach? No ta.

I didn’t want to sound like a wet blanket so I did later on explain to the gentleman caller that I’m afraid that I didn’t go to such far away places with people I haven’t met before. But he was welcome to make a couple of bookings for whatever duration here in London first (he was calling from a London number) so we could at least get to know each other and maybe he could change my mind. He hasn’t called back. Maybe because he couldn’t understand why an escort would turn him and his generous offer down and so moved on to another lady, which is his perogative.

If I was doing this 20yrs ago and I was a young whippersnapper with no responsibilities, then maybe. But now? Nah! Now, if it was a weekend away at a spa of my choice in the UK with a truly lovely gent and all the treatments I could think of, then you’re talking my language.

I don’t want much do I?