Sunday, 20 April 2014

And another from the Archives... Anyone for tea?

Every morning my daughter makes me a cuppa when she is getting ready for work. This is the single most important and necessary thing she will do in the entire day. Forget work.. Work? What is that when compared to my motherly needs eh?
I'll tell you... it's the difference between me being human and otherwise is wot it is.

She leaves it in a strategic place, so I can - in my neanderthal state - first thing of a morning... grab it and and drink it before we leave the house, or if we are late... drink it en route: and if we are really lucky the cup will fit into the cup holder of the car (nine times out of ten she picks The Wrong Cup) so I can pick it up at the lights and take a gulp.

I love tea:) I neeeeed it first thing in the morning. When I arrive back home, I make another, but it's never quite the same as that first 'hit'..LOL
God help me if we run out of teabags - it's like a crisis in our house. I have to drink juice !

I don't do cigarettes, drugs or alcohol.. saying that - in best Essex voice... 'I enjoy a nice glass of Chardonnay dear' ... joking... I spit in the face of Chardonnay... it has to be Sauvignon Blanc or Chablis... or bubbly.. LOL.  or maybe a nice glass of chilled rose.

I do enjoy a glass of wine or three, and I like a bottle of decent lager or a fruit cider when I am watching 'Big Brother' or 'Celebrity'.. you know, it just seems to go with my mood, but I do not drink to excess and never have done. Okay.. I'll admit.. I have been blathered - I cannot tell a lie - but again, only socially :)

The only substance I have a dependency upon is my early morning cup of tea............... ahh..... Bliss!

Later on I will make a cup of coffee in my cafetiere. I hate instant with a passion. It's pretty disgusting muck. I do not like the taste at all, but I adore good coffee and I always have some cream to go with it whether that be at home or in my flat.

This is an important subject. Some things just have to be 'right' and there can be no compromise :)

So - what's your poison then?

From the Archives and brought back just for you :) " I have an eight inch cock - will you see me?"

......  errr...  Can I take a rain check please?  :)

The above  request was in the content of one of my emails one morning after I joined a well known Adult advertising  site for ladies.  Is this what I can expect from now on?

You know me very well - I told him off. :)

I told him that emails like that are very off putting.  I mean... imagine a cock that size going inside you...   the very idea...  *smile*

Sorry, but email content such as this does not do a thing for me. It doesn't get me going.  It isn't the size that matters - it's what you do with it, but more importantly than that - I would rather just find out naturally than having to have it shoved down my throat  ( metaphorically speaking of course )  .... by email.

They say that men are from Mars and the rest of us are from other places...  I think that is about right.

You see, he doesn't want to talk to me about his obsession with Oscar Wilde, or his CD  collection of 'The Three Tenors at Christmas and other Holidays',    no..........  he wants me to take his EIGHT INCH COCK.

We all know what I do...  I take all sizes - I'm not afraid, but I would rather have the man behind the cock than just his cock or he might as well shove it through my letter box and I'll shove it back when I'm done (which come to think of it, sounds pretty good from where I'm sitting :)

I love dirty talk, but I love it in the right place, and I like it the best when I initiate it which is why I don't engage in texts or do much of any of it on here - it's just not my way.  I am a lady you know:)  We can still be ladies even if we are whores :)

The thing is - I have not said anything leading on my profile to even encourage anyone to write to me like that.  I don't have a menu on my site and I won't discuss services by email or on the  'phone.  You may wonder how I ever got by, but I do, believe me I do, and that's because I see men who do not just have eight inch cocks..................  I see bigger and better than that !

So Mr 8"er...  get your cock out and after placing  it tenderly in your hand..  yes that's right, start to do that up and down motion you love so well.. yes you got it..  like you were doing when you wrote to me, and while you're at it, get a mirror out and watch the love :)

Hang on a mo'..  there was no picture to back his claims up.  Eight inches my blimmin' arse

Nuff said

Saturday, 19 April 2014

This Story is The Truth, The Whole Truth.. and Nothing But The Truth

I used to work for an agency many moons ago.  Looking back I do not know why I stayed with them for so long, because some of the jobs I was given were ridiculous to the point of ludicrous hilarity.

I was having a conversation with the boss one day.  It was very quiet, there was a distinct lack of work, and she said to me - 'if you were a blonde I could get you loads more work'. ' Why don't you get a wig?'

My brain started working overtime :)

At that time there was a good quality wig shop in the indoor market in Leeds.  I decided to do some research, and paid it a visit, and tried a few on just to see.........
.Apart from a few where I looked like a poor version of Dolly Parton, there was one which actually suited me.  It was a sort of dark Blonde and quite similar to my own hair in that it had a fringe, but it was longer than my hair which was bobbed at that time.

This wig - not unlike the one in the picture - made me look like a different person and it looked pretty good, so I bought it.  I took it into the agency office and tried it on in front of the boss who told me I looked like Myra Hindley.  The girls in the parlour all had a good laugh at my expense, and it got passed around, and tried on by them all before I disgustedly put it back in its box and buggered off home :)

The wig was put away on top of a wardrobe where I forgot it existed.  Then, one night the boss called me and said 'get that wig out, I've got a job for you in the Marriott, and he wants a blonde'.

I said I can't........  she said 'you can', and I did.

I have lots of hair.  I experimented with the wig but my hair would not allow it to sit firmly on my head, no matter what I did with it.  Eventually I used a whole packet of hair clips and managed to secure it firmly to my bonce.  Though I say it myself, I did look alright, so I got ready and drove into Leeds incognito.........  As I drove along I could feel the wig rising up my scalp and I kept holding the hair at the sides and pulling it back down.

Just as I entered the hotel lobby and made for the lift a man crossed the foyer and seconds before the lift door closed, he jumped in and stood next to me smiling.  He asked me if I was whatever daft name she had given me that night, and I said  'yes'.

He seemed really pleased with me, and the punt went well until I started giving him the blow job, then I noticed he was staring at me in a peculiar way. I thought I had blown it - the punt not his willly - and got hold of the hair and pulled the wig hard down onto my head.  Some of the clips had worked loose as well.

This was not one of my better punts.  He was a bit weird, and had asked the boss if he could pay by cheque which she had agreed to, so when the fun was over he wrote the cheque and ushered me out.  Before I left I went into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror.

What the fuck.............  I had only put the wig on over my ears.  Now I realised why it did not fit :)  And now the penny dropped and  I realised why he was staring so much and wanted rid of me..........  he thought I was an alien.

And to put the tin hat on it - the bloody cheque bounced as well.

Next time the wig was aired, my daughter wore it to an 'Abba' disco at school, and that was the last time anyone used it.

When I think back I can hardly believe some of the stupid things I have done - all in the worst possible taste of course, and the frantic pursuit of extra marital sex :)

Saturday, 12 April 2014

Prostitution and Racial Discrimination

Loads of arguments from people within the sex industry on this one !

If a girl refuses to see a man and he just happens to be not white, some people say this is discrimination.

If a girl justifies herself by explaining why she will not see men from a particular race, she is deemed a racist by some and supported by others, and in justifying herself she leaves herself wide open for the antagonists out there who would argue about anything.

What we do is so personal - I cannot think of any other job where people get so personal - surely we should be allowed to say who we will and will not see without being called an 'ist'.

I prefer to say I have a choice.  It's a much better word than saying I discriminate.

Do I discriminate then?

Well, actually, yes I do, but you decide...............

I will not see someone no matter what colour his skin is or what culture he comes from or what religion he is -  if he has not had a wash that week.

I will not see someone who I have seen before  knowing he was rude to me in some way, or short changed me, or if he smelled bad, or if his breath was vomit inducing.

His ethnicity has nothing to do with it.  If however he just happened to be black and had not had a wash, then tough.  I find the worst offenders for poor hygiene are whites anyway.

Just because I am a prostitute does not mean I have to accept everything that is thrown my way.  Being a prostitute does not mean I am not fit to be allowed to make choices in life.  Some people might think I am 'scum'.  Thank goodness they don't figure to me.

Saturday, 5 April 2014

Here's one person who will not be watching The Grand National today.

Nothing Grand about it in my view.  Sorry folks if you are having a 'flutter' today and fingers crossed that your each way bet will bring you back at least what you paid for your stake, and if it's the winner then there will be a good drink in it for everybody................

Here's hoping that no horses have to die on one of the unforgiving jumps designed to trick the horse because of the drop at the other side.

Four fatalities at the Cheltenham Festival recently  and for what?  Thrills and spills.

I am not a killjoy.  Anyone who has met me knows what I am like, but I hate injustice.  I abhor the thought of some beautiful animal having to be shot today because it failed at one of those cruel jumps.

I wonder about human nature at times.  This is a prime example of human cruelty drummed out year after year and little done about it.  Yes I know they did some work on Beechers' this year/last year, but if just
 one horse dies today as this apalling excuse for fun then they need to rethink and do it properly.


I'm not a farmer, I'm not a politician, but I do have an opinion on the culling of badgers and I'll bet you know what it is :)

Princess Anne has now waded in with her opinion on this subject and said that gassing badgers is the best way to get rid of them.

Humane groups say that gassing the badgers with cyanide is the cruellest way of getting rid of them.

Will getting rid of badgers completely get rid of Bovine TB I wonder?

Where did it come from in the first place?  Badgers?  I don't think so.

They said that when they shot and killed those badgers last year that they mainly shot diseased animals.  It was proven that about 1.7% of those animals were in fact ill.

It has also been said that Bovine TB is a direct result of poor farming.

Why always blame the badger?  Because farmers say its badgers that cause their cattle to have TB?

I would rather have concrete proof.

According to the RSPCA here are some facts which may surprise you !

Problems such as mastitis and lameness in cattle are much bigger welfare issues resulting in suffering in much larger numbers of cattle.  They don't tell us this on the news do they?

According to the RSPCA Bovine TB is spread from cattle to cattle and it is much more significant especially since cattle are transported all over the country.

An analysis of Badgers killed in road accidents over seven counties in three years showed that even in the parts of the country worst affected by TB, most Badgers tested negative for the disease.

There are about 20 species of animal including deer that can carry TB besides Badgers and cattle.

The results from a recent trial of Badgers that had been culled showed that 88% of them were Bovine TB free.

I could give you more facts, but you can read it all for yourself if you can be bothered to take your head out of your arse and put the gun down.............  on the RSPCA fact sheet.  I say fact sheet and not hearsay sheet.

So what can be done to stop the spread of Bovine TB?

Testing of cattle before and after they are moved around the country for one..........

Less movement of cattle around the country (the PSPCA has been calling for this for years)
Quarantining new stock brought onto farms.

Lets look at ways of tackling this issue before we start looking at ways of destroying an animal which is not cute and cuddly but does have every bit as much right to be allowed to exist as all the other furry animals that are not being blamed for this, and get something right.

The issue here is not about culling Badgers, it is about stemming the spread of a disease which affects us all.


Saturday, 29 March 2014

I'd like to take a minute to discuss the on-line forums 'we' as sex workers and punters participate in (well.. some of us do!)

I have talked about forums before but the post has been archived, and anyway time moves on, new people and new forums emerge; some good and some bad as in all aspects of life, so here goes.

I post on one forum only, but I am able to read other forums.  It is through reading other forums that I make my decision where to have my identity as an on-line poster within the sex industry.

The forum I post on encourages both parties to post and welcomes ladies as a part of the posting community, so that is good enough for me.

You get all sorts of folk on these forums.  You may not like the posting style of your community members, but that does not mean you have to dislike them as a person, and that is where a lot of people go wrong.

People seem to think if you disagree with them, that you do not like them.

When things get hot on any forum, best thing to do is take a break.  A while back every post I made was answered mostly in the negative by one other person who seemed to live on the board and answer every new thread that was created - thus dominating the board.
I could not cope with the barrage of this one person's constant 'yapping at my heels', so I took a break for a couple of months.  I was so pissed off that I did not even visit the board to read.

What this person did was to negate debate for me [personally, and debate is what I love to do.  Some people seem incapable of having conversation - all they want to do is hammer home their own one sided view of something and that is completely dreadful !

Having said that - we are all so very different, and that is what makes forum talk lively and interesting. I can be over-sensitive at times and the person to whom I am referring is not like me, so there are no rights and wrongs really.

I also  find that people dive in on a subject that interests them even though they have little life experience on  that particular subject matter, and so their view means little to me and I want to correct them or tell them to shut the fuck up, but I do not.

There are some things you can talk about but other subjects are best steered clear of especially if the subject matter is emotive because for every view you may have there will be ten others who have an entirely different view.

This is where respect for fellow posters comes in, and when there is little or none, then I take a break...

Of course if I know something for sure and can back up my argument with facts - then I will say my bit...  and then I leave it.

I am not a forum bully.  I dislike them intensely.  Most of them do not even know they are bullies which is a shame..  but I am not a meek little lamb either...............