Since the changes I’ve had to make on my website re: the swap from SW1 to SW5, Google has already picked it up. If you enter “BBW Black Escort London SW5″, my blog actually comes up in 1st and 2nd place, then my main website, followed by my listing on the Pretty Big Escorts directory, where most of my new clients find me. It’s brilliant. She said she “pinged” Google. I’ve got no idea what that means but I’m glad she did. I don’t have to worry so much about not coming up in new searches. I had to drop her a line and thank her for her hard work on the site last weekend. If you look at it you’ll see the new text I’ve had to implement.

Ironically, I haven’t had a chance to use my new premises yet. I’ve only had one booking this week, a same day 2hr outcall to a lovely gent staying at a hotel not too far from Marble Arch this past Thursday. There was one chap who also made a same day booking for an incall at Earl’s Court for Friday. Although he confirmed, he text back not five minutes later and said that his work plans had changed and he was being sent to Canary Wharf. He said he was fuming as he was really looking forward to the booking, could he please change the time, not sure to what yet but he will call and let me know. As I said, that was Friday and I’ve still yet to hear from him. I’ve left him some negative feedback on Adultwork and his number is now filed in my phone under “J-A/W(no)”. You only get one go.

In my other life it’s been an interesting week. I had a sit down with my supervisor on Monday, just to check on my progress, make sure she’s happy with me and that I’m happy with things. We were both happy so all was well. I did get the suprising news that she’s ready to sign me off, which means I get a certificate and I become a fully-fledged adviser. Which I’m a little suprised about I must admit, as I’m sure training was for two years. I must double-check with her when I go into Work tomorrow. If it is the case then it also means that I’m stepping up looking for a job. There are quite a few vacancies on their website, some within the company itself which I wouldn’t mind as I’d be happy to continue working with them, albeit in a paid capacity. So things are progressing nicely.

In other news I’ve finished my first assignment and it has been sent off to my tutor for marking. I may or may not let you know what mark I get when it comes back, it depends on if I pass,lol. I’m going to start reading today to prepare for my 2nd assignment, due the middle of next month.

Yesterday I went for my first tutorial at my local college, although it wasn’t the first as I had to miss one due to the wedding I went to a few weeks ago. It was very interesting. I met new fellow students and as it was only the six of us that turned up, it was nice and cosy and we seemed to get on really well. The two hours flew by.

Back home for a relaxing rest of the day, interspersed by a chuckle or two I had when the work phone rang at 6.50pm and a chap asked to see me in the next hour. And another call at 9.30pm asking to see me at 10pm. Thanks for the laugh fellas. Sometimes I feel I should just have a site full of pictures and a contact number, seeing as the text seems to go unnoticed. Thank goodness for you patient chaps who do seem to bother and take the time to read the blurb.

This week I’m hoping to catch up with the warrior that is Adorable Amy, as she makes her regular jaunt to London, from Wednesday I think. And a couple more bookings would be nice, as it’s that time of year again soon and I’d like some spending money. Yes, it’s my forty-*sneeze* birthday on the 25th, which is a Saturday this year. I have a tutorial that morning but after that I plan to go missing from home for the whole day. What my plans entail, I’m not quite sure. I’m going to have a look see if there are any special exhibitions at the museums during that time. If not, some light shopping; maybe at Westfield, and lunch by myself with my Kindle. Either way I’m going to enjoy myself.

Have a good week.

Unusual in that, thank goodness, this isn’t something that happens every day. In fact, in seven years, this was my first time dealing with this. Please bear with me, it might turn into a long ‘un. Better still, get yourself a cuppa and make yourself comfy. This’ll be a novellete.

Yesterday I was able to take a same day booking for 2.30pm. It wasn’t a hard decision to make. The only other plans I had was to shorten some net curtains for the living room.  So yeah, shorten curtains, or go out and have some sex? Not a hard choice to make. The client mentioned that he wasn’t too far from Victoria and I asked if he knew where a couple of landmarks were. The first he didn’t know, the second one (a pub) he did. So I arranged for him to call me when he got there.

I get myself ready and off I go to the train station to get the train into Victoria. I arrive in plenty of time as I normally do to get into my stockings and sussies, put the lippy on and whack the contact lenses in so I can see who I’m groping. Then tousling my hair a bit to give it that come join me in bed look.

I then waited for 2.25 when the client, “Alan” I’ll call him,  was due to call me from the pub to let me know he was there. 2.25 came and went, no phone call. I waited until 2.35 then gave up when I didn’t hear anything. It was obvious he had changed his mind and I thought I may as well get ready and if I hurried I’d catch the 14.53  train back home.

I made my way to the station and just missed the .53. No problem, I thought, I’ll catch the .03. As I was about to get my ticket out and go through the barrier my work phone rang, displaying a landline number. It was Alan, who had just arrived at the pub. He said he had a devil of a time finding it, which I thought was a little strange given that he had said in our initial phone conversation that he knew where it was. I asked him if he didn’t have a mobile phone so he could’ve kept in touch with me to let me know what was going on. He said he didn’t like to use it “for obvious reasons”. I took that to mean in case I was some untrustworthy heathen given to commiting nefarious deeds. I tried not to take that too personally.  Whilst I understood his need to be wary and discreet, in these times of £10 mobiles and throw-away sim cards, there really isn’t much reason not to have either if you don’t want to use your personal phone, especially if you are going to engage in a hobby such as this. But I respected his need to be wary. He didn’t know me from Eve. It was his comfort zone. Remember though, it goes both ways. I don’t know this guy from Adam. Which is why I have a seperate phone. But this should’ve been my first signal really.

Anyway, I thought that as he had made the journey and was waiting, and I was still only at the station, I’d go back to the flat. It was no big deal. I asked him to give me another five minutes and to call me again when I got to the flat.  Please also bear in mind that this is my working flat only. Gents who’ve seen me in the past will know this. It’s owned by a lovely lady, an ex-escort who thank goodness remembers what it’s like working in this business. I had to call her again to make sure it was okay to come back.

So off I go, back to the flat to get ready for the second time. I dismissed the stockings and sussies this time around as they take time to put on and just prayed that he thought my bare legs were silky smooth. My feet area always pedicured so I had no problems showing my legs off. As arranged, Alan called and I gave him the door number. By this time it was 3.05pm. Now, from the pub to the flat it should only take a minute tops. The second alarm bell was louder and it rang in my head when it took him 10mins to finally press the buzzer. I buzzed him in and went downstairs to greet him.

He made it as far as inside the door when he said, “Sorry, I can’t do this”. I said, “What do you mean?” I was genuinely confused. “I can’t do this, I’m too nervous”. True enough, he looked like the proverbial deer caught in the headlights. I reminded him that I came back a second time for him. All he could whimper was, “I’m really sorry,” and off he skedaddled down the stairs and out the door, leaving me at the top of stairs completely speechless.

I unfroze and went back upstairs to change back into my civvy clothes, again, still gobsmacked at Alan’s behaviour. I’d heard of this happening to other escorts, but in seven years, this has never happened to me, so it was a new experience. I guess after all this time it was bound to happen. He’s what we call in the business “a runner”.

And to top it all off, when I got to Victoria, my train was cancelled. Of course, I thought, that’s par for the course. I patiently waited for the next one.

On the way home thinking about it, I thought I’d be more p****d off. But I wasn’t. Not really. I think I would’ve been had it been a guy who never bothered to turn up at all. That has happened before, twice, and now both numbers are safely ensconsed in my phone as “Never Again 1 & 2″. “Never Again 1″ has since called to try and make another booking. Not happening. You only stand me up once.

No, I appreciate that Alan turned up and did try and go through with the booking. His nerves just got the better of him. But I hope, for my own interests, he’ll forgive me for never taking another booking from him. It turned into too long a day yesterday to have nothing to show for it at the end. And I’m not just talking about the financial aspect of it. And I was very tired by day’s end. Prior to the booking that never was, I was running around in the morning doing errands, and I’d not long got home and was in the middle of lunch when he called.  As I say, too long a day.

But I was much cheered up when later on in the evening I received an email for a booking next Wednesday with a gawwwjuss young man whom I’d briefly seen at our parties last December. I was gutted that I didn’t get to play with him at the party, and he did say at the time that he would try and get to see me on his own. So it was wonderful receiving an email from him. I told SJ this morning and she’s dead jealous. I also have that private party I mentioned next Friday for four hours. So next week is shaping up better than this one.