Now that the new year is here I’ve stepped up the job search and have already sent in a couple of applications. Who knew they’d be so time-consuming? One of them I won’t hear back from as interviews are for this Friday and if I didn’t hear anything by this past Monday I knew that would be a non-starter.
Over the weekend I filled out another application. As soon as I put the finishing touches to that on Monday afternoon I had to do an aptitude test, which was another hour and 15 minutes. It’s a good thing I had taken the day off my Other Job to complete my assignment as it was due yesterday. After that was done then came the job application immediately followed by the aptitude test, it appeared as soon as I submitted my application online. I can’t remember when I’ve ever done one so all I can do is cross my fingers. The deadline is not until this coming Sunday so if I do hear anything it won’t be until next week. Given the job market situation at the moment I expect the response to this particular job to be immense. We’ll see.

Meanwhile I’ve started working out. That’s right, you heard me, I’ve joined the countless masses that have thrown themselves into getting fit for the new year. It is something I’ve been promising myself for a while and there’s no more procrastinating. I only hope it’s not going to fall by the wayside and the dvd becomes a coaster for my morning coffee. Although I’m eating a lot more healthier than I did over two years ago, for some reason I couldn’t bring myself to work out and I’m not sure why. Laziness I suppose. But I have the time (in the mornings unless I have work) and I’ve no more excuses.
You should’ve seen me when I did it for the first time last week. There I was, looking like a right ‘nana. Seriously, I must’ve looked like a banana. I had my big yellow Spongebob t-shirt on with black cut-off trackie bottoms. Brown both ends and yellow in the middle. Yep, a right bruised banana. So this week I dug out some old work-out gear that I haven’t worn since my regular days at the gym ten years ago. The top barely fits but that’s okay as it’s tight enough to stops my boobs from whacking me in the face everytime I make an attempt at jumping.
Today’s work-out was hilarious. The cat was eyeing me quizically the whole time I was working out and when I was flat out on the floor during the Legs, Bums and Tums section of the dvd, she jumped down off the window sill and trotted over to me, miaowing and pawing at me, as if to question why I’m flat out on my back with my legs in the air sweating bullets. If cats could laugh she’d have been in hysterics. I’m sure she was having a chortle inside.

Apart from wanting to get fit for the new year, New York is around the corner. I love walking around Manhattan so I need to get fit just for that. Not to mention my girl Amy who’s coming with me walks like she’s in a race. From experience I have to almost jog to keep up with her. I have longer legs, I don’t walk fast, I amble. Amy has the littlest legs, she walks like SJ, they both go like tiny rockets. I don’t know what it is with short people.
So for those reasons I have to get fit. Besides, I want to eat with gay abandon when I’m there and not worry about having to squeeze into my jeans when I’m back home. And hopefully when I do get back I’ll keep up with keeping fit.

Work’s a bit thin on the ground as it usually is at this time of the year. I had an outcall last Thursday and I’ve another one this Saturday and Yorkshire P’s coming down to London next Thursday. I never expect too much out of January, February too for that matter. Everybody’s still broke after the holidays and things don’t normally pick up until March, so I’m happy to just totter along and see what comes.

Not that I haven’t had my share of attractive (wanna-be) bookings. I got a phone call from a chap last night, a real fast talker, called approx. 5.30pm wanting an overnight that night. It’s obvious he hadn’t bothered to read the site properly or he’d know that I don’t do short notice bookings (especially overnights with people I’ve never met), or work on Tuesdays. I knew as soon as this chap started talking that he was a timewaster. He was a pretty slick talker and I was answering his queries, waiting for the other shoe to drop. He asked me how kinky am I and was I prepared to offer this, that and the other service. Most I said yes to, anal sex was a no. He said he’d pay extra for another specialist service to which I replied that it wasn’t necessary. I’m always suspicious of gentlemen who say they’re willing to pay extra. Why would you if the lady has already stated that she would offer it anyway? And then the other shoe dropped. He wanted bareback sex because he wanted to “feel deep inside me”. I sighed, told him no, it’s not something I offer. He persisted, I hung up. It was going nowhere so there was no point in wasting both our times.
I understand there are escorts who do offer bareback, if the profiles on Adultwork are to be believed. Why not search for a lady that fits all his requirements instead of browbeating somebody who’s said no to you once already? So that was yesterday. If anybody would like a (straight-forward) booking this week, with an understanding of the services I do offer and won’t browbeat me into doing something I wouldn’t offer in a million years, do drop me a line or give me a call.

In other news, my fervent wait for the flight sale is over as I’ve found a relatively cheap flight to New York for the Spring. And I’m so pleased with myself. Especially as I’ve snuck a look back at Expedia today and found that said cheap flight has now increased by about £50. I didn’t realise the sale started on Christmas Day. I was doing a bit of mindless surfing, waiting for the buzzer to go on the oven when, as luck would have it, I happened on a banner for one of the big airlines announcing their “very very big sale”. Which meant if one had started it, that means they all have. Which is why I booked through Expedia, there was no point trawling through various airline websites when I could just look at one very-well established comparison website.

So that’s me well and commited to New York now. The hotel was already booked a couple of months prior (c’mon, you know me by now, this is the gal who’s already booked her hotel for Manchester in August) and I must say I’m very much looking forward to it. A colleague of mine, the one I call Amy, the pitbull of Saafe, is going for the first time in March. Don’t laugh but I’m excited for her as well. New York is not a cheap city by any means, but it is a very exciting place and I hope she has a great time. I’m even slightly envious of her because she got a cheaper deal, but I take a little comfort in knowing it’s because she isn’t going during the Easter holidays.

Apart from that, it was a very quiet Christmas. I’ve been holed up in the house on my own since the run to Gatwick on Boxing Day and as usual I’ve loved every minute of the peace and quiet. But I do have things to do before I fly out to the West Indies on Saturday. So I have to force myself to leave the comfort of my home the next couple of days to run errands and do “stuff”.

I’ll be back on-line to say ta-ta before I depart on New Year’s Day.

When I got home at 11.30pm I was hungry, having had no dinner, so I made myself a grand meal of…..a bowl of museli and a chicken sandwich. You know the age thing that creeps up on you where it becomes less and less easier to digest a full dinner so late in the evening? I had to bear that in mind.
So of course I woke up hungry this morning, had my usual fruit for breakfast but I did go a little crazy at lunch-time. And as is usual for me, feeling furry around the eyes this morning because I didn’t go to sleep ’til gone 1.30am, waiting for the food to digest. Oh what a sexy life I lead, eh?

It remains for me to wish you all a Merry Christmas, Happy Hannukah(sp), Happy Kwaanza and all that to those who celebrate differently around the world at this time of year. And have a happy new year or happy Hogmany if you’re in Scotland.

I’ll only be available for a couple of days next week, inbetween Christmas and New Year, remember I have my uncle’s funeral in the West Indies to attend on the 1st and what with that, my Other Job and training days at my Other Job, I won’t be available until January 13th.

Thanks to all the wonderful clients I have met this year, old and new. Thanks to my regular clients for staying my regular clients. And here’s to meeting some wonderful people next year.
Happy Holidays all.xx

At least I had a wonderful booking yesterday. I had a chap who has “followed” me for a few years now, from my last incarnation as Brandy to this one as Kinky. He was flying into Gatwick from Denmark so I had my breath held until he actually called from Victoria Stn. What with this weather I’m taking nothing for granted. If you’re in the UK you know what the airports have been like these past few days. Anyway, he arrived on time, he says his fantasies have now been realised and I enjoyed making his fantasies into reality. Happy man sent away to enjoy the rest of his holiday in the UK.

I have an outcall to Central London this evening at 8pm. It’s going to be some fantasy roleplay with me being the naughty secretary. I’ll have to make sure and bring my tight skirt, tight blouse, high heels and push-up bra to make sure I leave this gentleman with a smile on his face. I think I’ll ask him to put on one of his work suits, add to the fantasy.

I was going to work for half the day tomorrow, Christmas Eve, but with this appointment not finishing until 10pm and not getting home until well after 11pm, I’m not sure if I’ll be in any fit state tomorrow to entertain any other gentlemen. Plus I was up and in Tesco’s at 7.30 this morning doing a bit of last minute shopping before the masses arrived. I’ve already adjusted my diary.

I have one outcall next Wednesday so if anybody would like to make a booty before New Year’s Eve, drop me a line or give me a call (bearing in mind the phone will be off for those few days at Christmas.)

Apart from taking the usual time off over Christmas, I’ll be available up until New Year’s Eve either at Victoria or for outcalls up until 5pm. I’ve marked my unavailability on my diary page, so if this has confused you some, please take a look for a bit of clarification.

Christmas leftovers.

Well, mine was a nice and quiet affair, just the immediate family until yesterday, but they’ve gone to Scotland for the New Year, which means I’m on my own and I can playyyyy.

But I gotta say, a few of you gents need spanking. What part of “I won’t be available until the 28th” do you not understand? C’mon guys. I’ve switched my phone on today and I’ve got missed calls going back to Boxing Day, including a few from yesterday! I know you’re horny and you want nothing more than to get away from the festivities, but it does say on the main page that I’d only be around for New Year’s, please have a look at my blog for dates and details. And I couldn’t have made it clearer on here could I? Honestly. What to do with horny blokes when they’re thinking with the wrong head,lol. I also got a withheld number calling me this afternoon. Ooooh, come on now, you really didn’t think I was going to answer it did you? You know, the same place in which you got my number from my website, where it says directly underneath that I don’t answer them? Whoever that was, bless your cottons for trying.

Anyway, I’m back to work now. Available all this week for incalls at Victoria or outcalls to you. Whichever’s more convenient. I probably maybe over-indulged just a teensie weensie bit, so how about helping me work it back off?

Anyway, for those interested I thought I’d let you know of my availability during the holidays:
I’ll be available up until Christmas Eve, that’s this Wednesday for those who haven’t realised just how close Christmas is. Then I’ll be taking a break from then on until Saturday 27th, available again from the 28th onwards.
That means I’ll be working all the way through New Year’s. Yup, that’s New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day for those who’ve had their fill of constant celebrations with the family, and just want to get away and get up to some really naughty business with a really horny ho-ho-ho. Geddit?:-)

I’m not a big drinker, never have been, so it’s not as if I’ll be nursing any hangovers. There’s a Jamaican Rum Punch that I like to make every year, that’s as heavy as it gets. The worse thing I’ll probably get up to is too many mince pies,lol.

Anyway, if you can get away I’m available for incalls as usual, at my base in Central London, two minutes walk from behind Victoria Station on the Circle and District Line or mainline station. Otherwise I’d be happy to come visit you at home or at a hotel.

Please do drop me a line or give me a call. I’ll still have access to my emails, and my mobile will be back on from the evening of the 27th onwards.

I look forward to having you.x

(Meanwhile I hope the below pic puts a smile on your face.)

The funny side of Christmas