I’m looking forward to being among good company with some of the best ladies in the business, including the divine Miss M, Melody, our maid, who always makes me laugh. I’m arming myself with a bottle of champers to break open between ourselves to toast my last party and of course I went to Marks yesterday to pick up some spare stockings…..and some bakewell tarts,lol. It’s going to be a good couple of days.

The party list is a mixture of regulars, returners (from last year) and newbie clients. I really am looking forward to it. It looks like a low-key affair tonight, but tomorrow is gearing up to be nice and busy.

If I haven’t managed to persuade you to join in on one of our dos, you know you’re welcome to come and see me outside of the party hours; between the hours of 4 and 6.30pm later on today, or anytime after 3pm on Thursday, or before 11.30am if you’re an early bird. I did have a booking for Thursday evening at 6 but that’s now been cancelled, so my after party diary is now open. Shorter bookings are welcome.

I won’t be back at Victoria until Saturday now, I’m taking a well-earned rest on Friday, obviously recovering from our shennagins.

And don’t email me gents, I won’t have my puter with me on this occassion. It’ll be better to give me a call.

Otherwise wish me luck for a successful two-day party.

Well, the party’s almost upon me. Unfortunately, one of the ladies, Claudia BBW, won’t be attending. So there’ll just be the three of us, myself, Sara and Ellie.

We still have a couple of spaces left for Wednesday night. And as the ratio will still only be 2:1, this is ideal for those of you who’ve always wanted to partake of a party atmosphere but found the large numbers that usually accompany them a tad overwhelming.

If you’ve been following my blog, you know this’ll be my last ever do. You’re welcome to come say goodbye in style. Other prices and durations are available than what is on the party page.

Drop me a line or give me a call gents.

Written with permission.

And nothing went wrong? Unbelievable.

You may have remembered that I mentioned a 4 hour private party a client wanted with just himself and four gorgeous ladies, including me,lol.

Well, that was yesterday. And what a most decadent, debauched  way to spend an afternoon. I should’ve been apprehensive, wondering if all was going to go well on the day, it also didn’t help that the penthouse suite we had booked was on the 13th floor. *Cue theme from the Twilight Zone*.

But nothing went wrong. What a fab time we all had. I greeted our client at the door with a big smooch, took him upstairs where SJ had a bottle of pink champagne at the ready about to go pop. Both Kiera and SJ greeted him with big long snogs. We told him a bit of a porky and said that his fourth lady Celine had a bit of trouble with the trains and would be there momentarily. Imagine his suprise when, after we undressed him and led him to the bathroom, he found her buck nekkid in the jacuzzi with the bubbles going.

And it was all downhill from there. Inhibitions went out the high-rise window, lingerie was discarded, the bed creaked rhythmically and noisely (the sofa took a bit of a battering too), even the bathroom saw some action. Well, with a jacuzzi you just have to make use of it, don’t you? We were a tangle of arms, legs, boobs and all the other naked bits you can think of.

Inbetween we rested with chat, some lovely buffet food that we picked up from good old Marks, and we also made sure we had enough wine and juice on the go, you know, to replenish our energy with.

Things finally came to a head (ooeerr) around 7.30pm (we had started at 3pm). Where the time went, I don’t know. The client was a lovely, lovely man who I know enjoyed every single minute of it, and we did too. It was the sort of stuff that guys only dream about, but he made come true.

I hope he got home okay and his legs didn’t give way too much and  didn’t look too strange with that wide grin on his face.

A big thanks to you P, and thanks for the Thornton’s chocolate. I shall take my time with those.

Three years after our last party together in Oxford, Sarah Jane, Celine and myself are getting together with my colleagues Sarita and Kiera for a one-off Christmas party on the 3rd and 4th December in Central London.

Some of you lovely gents will remember them. They were mainly held in either Central London or Oxford. Oh, and they were fantastic. Do you remember all those lovely sweaty writhing bodies? In the bedrooms, on the sofa, on the floor?? Pah! Who needed a bedroom when there were other available surfaces. As long as it/they was sturdy.

To the golden oldies, you’ll remember that Sarah Jane was the first escort to start BBW parties. She is pretty much the pionneer of them. Her first review on Punternet dates back to 2002 for those who’d like to reminisce, or for those who’ve never been to a BBW party before. I joined them sometime in 2003 when she called for help because there so many horny gentlemen she needed an extra pair of boobs. Other escorts have gone on to hold their own parties since and others have realised that you could run successful BBW parties. So there are quite a few out there now.

The confirmed line-up will include SJ, myself, Celine (she’s not officially a BBW, but she is our honourary one), Sarita and one of Essex’s finest, Kiera. We’re going to hold two 3 hour parties. One in the evening on Wednesday 3rd, maybe around 6pm, and another do in the daytime, sometime around 2pm, I would imagine. Details are still sketchy, as we only finalised plans yesterday (Friday). But please watch this space.

This is a one-off gents, believe me. SJ always said she wouldn’t do anymore, and this week she was finally persuaded by Celine. If nothing else, you’ve got to come and say thanks to Celine for persuading SJ out of party retirement.

And I tell you what, you better get your skates on if you’d like to book a place. Within an hour of SJ putting up an ad on Punternet this morning, one gentlemen has already booked for the evening party. And would you believe it, my lovely client from this morning, mentioned in my previous blog entry, has asked to attend the daytime do. On the rare occasion we came up for air, he had just happened to mention the fact that I didn’t do parties anymore. I thought the timing was hilarious considering we’d only just made up our minds to go ahead the day before. I promised him a sexy Christmas outfit. I better get on with finding a skirt that’ll fit over my ample arse,lol.

If you’d like to attend, you’re welcome to drop me a line or give me a call. Let me know which party you’d like to attend. It’s going to be bloody brilliant! Boobs and arses galore.