I’ve put an ad up today, having a little bit of fun at ladies who do this. I just think it’s hilarious that such acclaimations can be made. How is their popularity measured? What means do they measure said popularity by? Who says they’re the best? And what exactly is the criteria for such a proclamation to be made?

You know what they say about self-praise being no praise at all. Anyway, here is my ad, *bigging* myself up. I did have some fun writing it I have to admit: http://www.punternet.com/db/readmsg.php?msg=89690

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:-).