Monday, 29 September 2014

I've had some new photos taken

.. and posted them to my advertising sites tonight.........

What a relief :-)  They are a necessary evil, but the shots have been taken and some of them uploaded - over and done with.  I dread having them done, and I don't like looking at them either.  Well.. maybe some of them :-)

I'm not going to display any of them on here because to be listened to and taken seriously I do not think photos of my bod are applicable; besides I have other places for that sort of thing ya know !

I try at all times to be discreet.  Discretion is one of my 'things'.  I bang on about it a lot, maybe a little too much, but really, it is the number one rule of punting and I fulfil my half of that bargain.. It's up to you to do the rest by covering your tracks well

As far as having photos taken are concerned, well..  I used to use a professional photographer, but there is no need to do that any more since modern cameras are so easy to use.
This latest lot have been taken with my mobile 'phone and they are perfectly alright.

You can see it is me but without it being 'me'.
What I mean is...  you will know it is me should we ever meet, but you can't tell who it is from the photos.  So hopefully anyone who knows me would look at them and not put two and two together.

In my personal life I never wear anything provocative, or low cut, although I do wear shorts and short skirts, I don't wear heels or anything that you would look at and think I was a bit flighty.
Nobody sees my boobs unless they are completely covered up, so when they are on display at work, it's only my client who sees them - well it is my job innit :)

'The photo' is just a part of my job.  It begins with the pictures and ends with the knock on the door, so I have to have them.  I wish I could simply advertise with words, but men don't look at words :)


Sunday, 28 September 2014

Oh Lynda.....

So sad this morning reading about this lovely elegant lady.

I have been a fan of Lynda Bellingham for years.  Like many people, I loved her in the OXO adverts, and then on Loose Women, but I know she has done a great deal more not just as an actress but as a fundraiser for  lots of causes.  I expect people have asked her to support causes because she is so approachable and genuinely nice.

What I like about her is the fact that she always remains a lady in the first sense, and her strength and resolve combined with an ability to laugh about everything.   Her beauty is in her smile, and her smile tells you everything you ever need to know about this lovely person.

She comes across as a kind person, and when I first heard she had cancer..  never give that disease a capital letter... I was concerned.  Why is it always the nicest of people that this happens to?

I'm glad she has decided to stop with the chemo, and I hope she gets her wish and lives to spend Christmas with her family.

I feel really weepy this morning reading about Lynda like this.  I lost my own sister to cancer back in 2006.  She was a bit younger than I and a mother of two very young children when this disease took her.
She was too ill for chemo - the disease raged through her entire body very quickly, and she died really before we had come to terms with what had happened.
I would ever want another human being to go through what she went through and I never ever want to see anyone die like she did even though I know they do - my heart and soul goes out to the family of anyone suffering in this way.

A cruel way to die.  What was the most hurtful thing of all was that she of all people did not deserve this.  She never hurt a living soul, always helping others and being a shoulder for her friends when they were upset or worried.

I do not mind telling anyone that I visit my lovely sister regularly at her graveside and tell her personal things, and when something bad happens to me, I just thank my blessings that I am alive and not six feet under.

Once you are dead, that's it.  Life is for living.  Grab every day and live it to the full. you don't know just how very lucky you really really are.

Saturday, 27 September 2014

I'm not intolerant.. after all, I am British aren't I?

But, Hell's bells. I am sick to the core of people making demands on other people simply because of some religious belief, special to them only and not to the rest of us, upsetting our lives into the bargain.

I'm talking about this.

So they are flying on an ordinary flight and have their seats bought and allocated, and then to their shock and horror find out they are sitting next to a woman, so they kick off and disrupt the flights of other decent people whose only crime was to purchase a seat on that flight.

They should have been kicked off that plane.
So they have a religion.  We can all see this by the way they dress.  This does not lend itself automatically to anything else such as making other folks feel uncomfortable.  Just because you choose to worship your God in your way does not give you rights over other people !

In Britain we are multicultural these days, and much as a lot of people do not like it - other nationalities  are here to stay and I accept this.   I like to learn about other races and their customs, and am always willing to try new things, new foods, and meet new people.
What I don't accept is the demands some people make simply because of their religion, and how they change the goalposts all of the time.  I so so many double standards going on because of religion.  Some women wear the Burqa, or the Niqab or Hijab as is explained here and as I understand it, it is entirely up to them what they wear, but is usually because of the country of origin.  And yet their menfolk wear trendy clothes with no restrictions there, and during Ramadan a great many of them are to be found frequenting brothels and drinking alcohol.

A friend of mine who worked in a parlour said Ramadan is the busiest time for the girls !

It seems to me that the religion card has now replaced the race card now since that that particular game was done to death ages ago.

My country of origin is here.  I make no demands on anyone other than to expect to be treated in the same way as I treat others.  I may or may not have a religion.  Whether or not I do is my business and not for anyone to second guess, or to assume.  It's private.

I wonder why all these other religious sects ever wonder why they feel the need to live their religion out in the street?

If someone refused to sit next to me on the bus, or to deal with me in a shop for whatever reason their religion comes up with I would accept it in any other country other than the place where I live and hail from.  if someone refused to sit alongside me on a 'plane because of his religious beliefs I would feel nothing but relief to be honest, but would then fear for the safety of the whole aircraft.

I do not want to eat anything Halal or Kosher thank you.  I avoid those kinds of foodstuffs. I don't shout about it or kick off as these people did.   

If I was to get on a bus and complain about the Muslim man sitting next to me because I thought he was about to behead me, I wonder if I would get the same kind of press as these folks do?  I think I would be branded an idiot, but you know what... Stranger things have happened recently haven't they. and all in the name of religion.

Look at what happened to Lee Rigby. He was only walking on the street when they attacked him.

Religion  has an awful lot to answer for if you ask me.

Tuesday, 16 September 2014

The dreaded smear test

Oh boy.............  how I hate it.

When they send me the letter to attend the surgery for the smear test I read it and then put it to one side.  I then manage to 'bury' it with other mail  by shoving it in a sort of ignore/'to do' pile and merrily get along with my life.

They send me a reminder after a while and I ignore that too.  Why?  It's important, it's my health, my life, my well being and I choose to ignore something so crucial to all of that?

I hate being fiddled with. ...  down there :) I also have a fear of what they may find.

I've had three children.  I've made them in the first place which involved a lot of being 'fiddled with' down there but that was in a nice way..............

I've known my family doctor for years and feel completely relaxed with him.  When he examines me it is intrusive and a little embarrassing but not overly so The smear test is not about anything other than the fear of the big 'C', and I shy away from having it done, putting the inevitable off for as long as possible.

This time, I went to see the doctor for something else having forgotten about the letters they sent, and he asked me why I haven't had it done, and that I must make an appointment now.

I had the test done recently and this morning I got the all clear note from the doctor.

A friend has not been so lucky.  She went for her test - on time and they discovered some bad cells on her cervix.  Next she went for a biopsy where they take a tiny bit of the cervix to have a better look, and now she has been for another procedure in hospital, and been told she has nine weeks to wait before she finds out if she might have cancer.
She is only in her early twenties.

It made me feel ashamed for my irresponsible attitude to the whole thing, but deep down I can only translate that into cold blooded fear.

I think there is an awareness campaign going on at the moment urging women like me to have the smear test done when it is time, and not to ignore this serious 'first look' at your health.

Enough said.

Monday, 15 September 2014

Lack of communication or rudeness/complacency?

These days,  most working ladies can be found on line. It is how I get my business.
If there was no Internet then I would have to advertise in a newspaper, and that is another thing - I'm not actually sure without checking if I can still do this now.
A few years ago, the newspapers were told to clamp down on these sort of adverts because they were in bad taste.

At the very best best, advertising this way would certainly limit my customer base to  the area where the newspaper was sold.

The Internet truly is the holy grail for the working girl.  I think it would be fair to say that  most punters go on line to find a service provider and when he finds a lady he might want to see,   then there is an on line form of etiquette, which is simply being polite, as hopefully he would be in any other walk of life.

You do not want to piss your prospective shag off do you?  Working girls are not something to be used, which is  what punters used to think.  (and some still do)

These days we are actually  recognised as human beings and of worth, don't you know :),  therefore if you want to see me,  I expect at least a small introduction - nothing too detailed, but polite and nice stating what you want and when.

I know there are still ladies walking the street, and I know a man can still walk into a parlour, but theses days even parlours have websites and galleries where he can view the ladies within and have at least an idea of who he may see when he arrives there. That's the power on the Internet innit.

In the main, if a man wants to see an independent working girl, he will look on line and view one of the directory sites or go straight to an individual lady's website depending on how easy she is to find.

People who wish to see me will find out very quickly that calling me is a lottery since I keep my 'phone at my flat and if I am there it will be because I have an appointment, but there is always a slight chance I could answer and be available.
I do not rule out being called, but by sending me an email, or contacting me through Adultwork, you can guarantee that I will at least read you even if I don't respond straight away.

If you want to see a lady, surely you would send a half decent email?  You know - if you have been taught at school how to read and write and your parents taught you any manners, you know how to approach anyone if you want something...........

I receive emails through the Adultwork site and some of them are so crass and rude that I ignore them or block the sender.
I received an email the other day from a guy who did not want to make an appointment but he wanted to discuss condoms with regard to his own cock.  He sent me three photos of his cock, which unfortunately was not large enough to fit a condom on, but he still wanted my comments on the condition of his cock.  One of the photos had a condom perched on the end of it.
Sorry but I am not your doctor.  I'm paid to suck it and fuck it dear.


Another one said simply  "what area  Leeds you in"

Sorry but get lost.  Blocked.

I can't be bothered with rudeness.  I'm not rude, but I can be if pushed :-)

Some men think we have a cheek  expecting anything after all, they do have to pay us don't they?  How awful for them  *smile*..  I think politeness never cost anything - a bit like soap and water but don't get me started on that - or toothpaste either..............

How to get the message across to some men to explain to them that sometimes the initial way you approach a working girl can be the deciding factor as to  whether or not she will see you.  Communication is the key.

It's not all bad news though.  99% of the enquiries I get are fine.  It's just the odd one or two that piss me off.  then again, if they write to me like that, perhaps I am better off heading them off at the pass..  and then shoving them into room 101

Saturday, 13 September 2014

Do you believe in horoscopes?

Do you?  Or are you one of those who selectively believes in a thing if it happens to be 'spot on' that day, but not the next?

I have never seen a ghost.  If I have - I did not know it.
I can say with some confidence that I have never had an 'out of body' experience, and I have never  knowingly died whilst on the operating table and hovered over my 'dead' body and then decided to get back in............  *smiles*

I do believe in God, because I feel you have to believe in something, and being brought up a Catholic by Irish family, religion is as important as the air you breathe.  These days I do not practice my faith but it will always be there.
When you look at this amazing planet we live on and just think about nature, you realise how bloody lucky we really are to be alive here now.

I love all things living, and that is from air to sea to ground  (think that covers it nicely) and if you were to ask me what I love the best, I would hve to say the way I feel when I look out of my window at the world, and know how lucky I am to be a part of that world.

Lately I have started looking at my horoscope on 'Yahoo', because it is there when I go into my emails, and I have to say more often than not my own particular  birth sign is always accurate at least in some parts if not in all.

This morning I looked at it and it reads like this

Social obligations have become exhausting. Don't feel guilty about cancelling a few appointments. If you keep pushing yourself, you'll experience some physical distress. Take time to stand still and smell the flowers. Ask your best friend or romantic partner to take some responsibilities off your hands. You're always volunteering to help them; now it's time to turn the tables. Usually, you do the work of two people. It's perfectly natural you want a break. An extended holiday will be refreshing.

I can relate to it in every way.  No I am not a crank, but it's uncanny how that horoscope has me down to a tee.  This does not mean I will live by it or expect it to turn out, but I like the cut of it's gib :-)

I'm taking another holiday in October and was feeling guilty about it.  I'm not now :)

Friday, 12 September 2014

I'm a size 16. Yes I really am.

If you come to my house and look in my wardrobe you will find dresses that are a size 16.
I have coats that are size sixteen and one that is an eighteen because the arms only on the same coat in a size 16 were not long enough.

I have trousers that are a size 14, and skirts that are a size 14, but the top half can't get into a 14.. no way..........  so I state I am a size 16 on my website and on my Adultwork site because that is the truth and nothing but.

My bikini that I take on holiday has a medium sized bottom bit and a large top.

Take a look at my photos.  You will see I am not fat.  I'm five feet seven inches tall, and a size 16.  I am not small in height and the body stats and my height combined make me look  slimmer than this size but I am not.  If I were five feet tall and a 16 I would probably look fat.

I am not slim, but I'm not fat either.  I am reasonably happy with my shape and size.  I could do with losing a few lbs, but couldn't we all?

Okay.  So why bleat about it then?

Simple.  Yesterday as I was nearing my flat I saw someone I recognised walking down my street.  It was another working girl and she is a much larger lady than most. She advertises a size 16 on her website. She is slightly taller than me, so that being the case, why advertise a dress size that can't be the truth??

One of us is not telling the truth, and it's not me :-)

I see other ladies on the Adultwork site who state they are a size 14, but look bigger than me in the body particularly the mid-section.   I can hardly believe some of the lies I read on there.  When I say this I mean.. the extent of the lies, not simply the lie itself..

When I look at them and look at my own profile, I know I could lie about my size, but I don't want to dupe anybody into coming to see someone they were not comfortable with;  when I open the door, I want them to be pleased with what they see.  I suffer from low self esteem, so why put myself through any more angst by lying about something so fundamentally important??

The lady I saw yesterday looked more like a size 20.

How do they get away with it?  Why doesn't someone ever put this in a review?

I get a bit fed up with working girl porkies.  The whole shebang makes me tired  How can we ever achieve any form of respect when lies are the norm?

Dress size is only one of the lies ladies use.  Age is another, bust size is probably the biggest lie of all and some ladies do not seem to realise how uninformed they are when telling these lies.

I wear a 36" bra, and have bras of different cup sizes according to how big the boobs are that day.  At some times of the month my breasts swell, and at other times they are less full, so I have cup sizes from an 'F' right up to an 'H' in my drawer.  I am currently wearing a 'G' cup, but the bra is always a 36" size because that is the measurement across my back/

If I was a 38" bra I would have a broader back, and would not be able to fit into size 16 tops.  It ain't rocket science.

If a girl says she has a 40" bust and she is a size 12 then she is either a moron or totally flat chested.

I know a lot of blokes says they have big cocks, but they aren't selling that cock to me are they?