Kinky La Rue

His name and this entry posted with permission.

It’s a good thing I’m not the sensitive type and took it personally. We were having a bit of a cuddle afterwards and I could feel his body relax and the snoring was *ahem* unmistakable.

When I gently chastised Michael for falling asleep on me, twice, guess what he said? “I wasn’t asleep, I was thinking heavily”. Luckily for him I found that funny.

I did feel slightly guilty when he told me that he’d been up since 3.30 this morning making the trek down to London from Newcastle to see his team Liverpool play West Ham at Upton Park. They won 3-0 so it must’ve been a good day and worth the early morning. He’s now making his way slowly back to Newcastle.

Thanks for squeezing me into your day today and thank you for the fudge. Have a safe trip back home.

I’d like to do one tour next year and I’m trying to think where I should go. I was speaking to one of my fellow escort friends this evening and whilst she has a list of where she’s planning on going, I can’t make up my mind.The problem is she’s going to visit a multitude of places. I would just like to visit one place.

For personal reasons there are couple of places I can’t visit, such as N. Ireland and Glasgow. Manchester was wonderful but I’ve done that twice this year now and I have no plans to go back, even though I have fond memories, of the place and the wonderful clients I met there.

I’ve also already been to Liverpool, Cardiff, Aberdeen, Southport (in the NW) and New York, for that international touch.

The funny thing is, I received an email from a gentleman in Pennsylvania asking me if I’m ever likely to visit. And it’s what got me thinking these past few days, even though I told him I had no plans to come back to the States. What’s so funny is the same thing happened last year; I received an email from a gent in New York asking me the same. I told him then that I had no plans to visit, and guess where I ended up going last Easter,lol? And after retiring a couple of years ago and coming back in the space of rat’s fart, I’ve learned never to say never again.

Send me your ideas gents, either on here or drop me a line. It would most likely be just before Easter in April, around the beginning of the month. I know it’s early days yet, but it can give me something to think about. It can be either in the UK or even back in the US. Who knows? I don’t,lol.

Where do you think? If you’ve always wanted to see me, but I was too far away, now’s your chance to let me know.