I can’t seem to stay away from the place, I don’t why.
After juggling with dates and emailing a couple of my favourite clients up there, I find I’m on my way to Manchester in the summer holidays.
I’ve had a look at dates and the 13th-16th looks best for me. I know it’s a fair way off yet, but gents, consider yourself warned. This buxom black beauty is on her way back up north, again,lol.
See you in August.
I did a bit more ruminating over the weekend and I put up an announcement on the main page of my site yesterday.
Although there really wasn’t much to think about. If successful I get good company and extra spending money for LA. You get a big, tall, gorgeous Black Goddess either for dinner or an overnight at a much cheaper than normal rate. Or, to quote the department store I used to work for many moons ago, “We don’t use the word ‘cheap’ here. We say ‘less expensive’, or ‘more reasonably-priced’”,lol. So either way, you get me at a “less-expensive-more-reasonably-priced” rate for the evening of the 7th April. And remember, you don’t have to fork out for a hotel.
So, for my overnight at Heathrow I’m offering £500, normal price £700. Or if you really don’t want to catch my morning breath (I smell like roses, honestly), my dinner date will set you back £300 for two hours private time and two hours at dinner. Usual rate is £400.
As I stated in my last entry on the 18th though, there will be certain conditions:
1. For either the dinner date or the overnight you will have to pay for your own parking if you’re driving to Heathrow.
2. For the overnight dinner is still on you.
And, I’ve thought about this one over the weekend:
3. Also for the overnight I’d have to kick you out of bed pretty early in the morning, obviously so I can get up and get ready for my flight. I’m thinking around 6am. But saying that, I’m not averse to a bit of ‘how’s your father’ early in the morning, to send me on my way. Morning breath et al.
I hope it doesn’t sound too regimented. But I thought it might help if those that might be interested know what’s what and don’t have any suprises on the day (or in the morning).
Otherwise it’s business as normal. May I stress that it’s a one-off opportunity which won’t be repeated. So gents, please don’t ask me for this special rate at any other time. Or ask me if I’m willing to give a discount on any other service on the day. You won’t get p****d off when I say no, and I won’t have to get mad and threaten you with a spanking for asking.
Please do feel free to either drop me a line or give me a call at the usual number.
If you’re in the Victoria area tomorrow afternoon (Wednesday) around 1-1.30pm, why don’t you give this gorgeous Black BBW a call so I can put a smile on your face?
*07900 848 567*
Written with kind permission from the client.
I had a booking this morning, yes, Saturday morning, at 10am. Now remember, I don’t live where I work. So this meant I had to get up at 7am for my regular coffee and fruit, get my head around being up at 7am on a Saturday morning, which, believe me, took some time in itself. Then into the shower, where I shaved, scrubbed and exfoliated my way into gorgeousness. Then on my way into Victoria.
Luckily for me, my client turned out to be a lovely chap on his way down from the North East, with a stopover at Victoria. And let’s just say, without giving away too many naughty details, that he knew how to make it up to me. But I will say that the box of Milk Tray chocolates was also a great touch.
So gents, if you want this gorgeous Black BBW up for an early morning booking, for any day of the week, weekends especially, then I am quite susceptible to being bribed. I daresay the Milk Tray will probably have a cupboard life of about 2 days. So it got me thinking. If you want to keep me sweet, then I’ll have a packet of Thornton’s Milk Chocolate smothered Vanilla fudge please. They’re around £1.89 a packet. They do different ones, but it’s got to be the Milk Chocolate covered Vanilla ones. Then I’m utterly and totally yours and I could do wicked things to you. And whaddya know, as luck would have it, there happens to be a Thornton’s mobile cart in the middle of Victoria Stn, on the way to the flat *Ahem*:-)
And thank you M, for a lovely morning. It is a great way to spend a Saturday morning, isn’t it?
Thornton's Chocolate Smothered Vanilla Fudge
I’ll be at my usual incall base in the Victoria/Belgrave area tomorrow (Thursday) afternoon between 2-4pm. If you’re in the area why not drop by for a quick fumble n’ tumble with this gorgeous Black BBW either before or afterwards whilst I’m there. I bet you could do with the break. You know there’s no better way to relieve the stress.
Give me a call – 07900 848 567.
Posted with kind permission from client.
Yesterday (Saturday) I had the aforementioned booking at my usual base at Victoria. He sounded lovely on the phone and I was looking foward to it.
Imagine my suprise (and slight horror) when I opened the door, and this gorgeous young man came in. My first reaction was “Oh my God, you look so young. How old are you”. He assured me he was 21. Well, I thought he was already here and he’d come a fair distance so the least I could do was take him upstairs to the bedroom.
We had a pleasant chat, got the niceties and the business end out of the way. I have to admit I was still a little reticent, but he again assured me he was 21 and, let’s face it, he was here out of his own free will.
But then comes the added pressure when he said that this was his first professional encounter. I thought “Lordy Lordy, not too much pressure here, eh.” Whilst I’m always chuffed when gents choose me for their first encounter, I then find that it’s up to me to ensure that their first time is memorable.
And at 38, (old enough to be his mother I hear you say, *shut it*) I still felt like a dirty old woman. That is, until he took his clothes off, and all feelings of guilt dissapated. What a body! It was all I could do to stop myself from wiping the drool from my lower lip. I did have to admonish him a little though, because he was going to keep his socks on. Gents, for a romantic encounter, uh-uh! no to keeping your socks on, please.
Anyway, I got him on the bed and it wasn’t too long before we were both relaxed. He said he always had a penchant for older big black women and he’d only come across (leave it!) my website the day before and made the booking shorty after. Talk about the impetuousness of the young.
I was impressed at this young man because it was obvious that he’d paid attention to my site. He’d read on my site the joke about bringing a bottle of Pinot Grigio for the fridge and bring one with him he did. I’d commented that not a lot of gents pay attention to the actual writing, they just phone and ask for a booking in an hour’s time when it clearly states that this is something I can’t cater for. He said, “really, can you blame them?” What a flatterer.
Obviously I won’t go into specifics, but oh, what an encounter. It’s young gents like him why I don’t have a lower age limit. A lot of escorts don’t like seeing guys under a certain age. I have no such restrictions. That goes for an upper age restriction. As long as you’re of legal age and you don’t have a dodgy ticker, then I see gentlemen of all ages, gentlemen being the operative word. And a lovely young gent he was.Well mannered, smelt good and very respectful of me. Unfortunately some of his counterparts have this idiotic notion that just because they’re paying for it, anything goes and manners are out the window.
He confessed that he had difficulty in finding compatibility with ladies of his own age, and I could understand why. He was more of a love-maker than a ‘wham-bam’ type of guy. At least he was with me. And it’s not something you find in most 21 year olds. I hope he does find somebody of his maturity. It’d be a crying shame if he didn’t. Although he’s welcome back anytime I wouldn’t want him to spend his hard-earned solely on professional encounters. Especially as he has a goal to save for.
When he left, I even got a kiss on the hand too. Who the hell does that? Wonderful. Not to mention the text afterwards thanking me for a wonderful time. Whoever his parents are, they need to give themselves a pat on the back for doing such a grand job in raising this young man. With constantly hearing depressing news of young men in gangs killing each other this chap was like a breath of fresh air. I’ve been blessed that most of my encounters have been with some lovely gentlemen. This one will be among the most memorable.
I think it’s true what they say. Women don’t reach their sexual peak until they reach a certain age. I’m having a great journey getting there. Bring ‘em on, young and old alike:-).