I’ll be seeing some of my favourite all time customers in the next couple of months.

My Glasgow favourite is zipping over to Edinburgh to see me this week. My Manchester favourite, “Twiggy” has written to me this weekend to inform me that he has finalised travel plans and will indeed be coming down to London to spend a nice long session with me. Michael from Newcastle will be paying a special visit to see both myself and SJ next month. Thanks for fitting us in between footie fixtures Michael,lol. I am missing my Newcastle favourite though. He’s not been well recently. Thank goodness he did drop me a line to say hello which was good, as I had wondered how he was doing.

I must admit, although I have met a couple of right characters (do you remember I wrote about the gent who ran away), I’ve also met some wonderful gentlemen. I’ve heard of unfortunate stories where escorts have had their fair share of troubles one way or another with clients. But apart from the odd timewaster and runaway, I’ve never encountered any real problems. I’ve been really lucky I think.

*Mentally smacks face and shakes herself out of reverie.*

What the heck, I hear you say!

Well, I thought why not. What with the brand new pictures on my site I thought I might also update my blog theme as well. Isn’t it pretty? And no, I haven’t turned girly. But it’s always nice to have a bit of a change don’t you think? Especially as it seems I spend a lot of time on this part of the site.

Michael in Newcastle texted me this morning to say he loves the new pictures. Thank you, lovely. It’s good to know that my new pictures are well received. A big thank you again to SJ for taking them and a big thank you to my webmistress for all the hard work she’s put into my site. A gem of a gem.

I promise I’ll stop mucking about with the site now. Well, I might still have a tinker on the blog, just change some of the headers, install a calender, that sort of thing. Just little things.

Night night.

Had a client this morning, whom I call “My Newcastle Favourite.”  I’ve been seeing him regularly every 3-4 months for the past 5 years, ever since my days in Caterham in Surrey.

And for the first time today, he suffered what is commonly known as an “orgasm headache”. Only he didn’t realise what it was. Very strange though. He’s in his 50′s and says he’s never had one before and I have to say, in the 5 five years I’ve been seeing him, he’s never had one in my company. So we had a bit of a panic today when he suffered his first one after he *ahem* arrived. It was a good thing that I’d heard about them and I figured that that’s what he suffered, especially as it happened the same time he climaxed.

He did have to rest for a bit and I rushed to get him some water and I put the fan on as it was quite warm in the flat this morning. In a few minutes the headache completely disappeared.

We had a bit of a break and did a bit of catching up with each other as we normally do, but in no time he was ready to go (he doesn’t think he’s a stud, but he his). He was a bit worried about the headaches though, so we took our time. He did indeed climax again, but he said that the headache wasn’t as intense as the first one, which sounded about right.

I told him to Google “orgasm headaches” next time he’s at the computer and he’ll see it’s nothing to worry about. It seems  it can happen at anytime in a man’s life.

And of course “Newcastle Favourite” was back in the office with a smile on his face, headache forgotten.

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.