Oh my GOD, what an event

I met a mature WG just before Christmas for some fun and frolics. Time set was approximate for around lunch, and as is usual I underestimated the time to get there and had to wait around for some time. I never quite know what to do in those situation, sitting there in the car listening to the radio a discrete distance from her home. You think all the others in the street will be twitching curtains, and wondering what house I was casing. Time came and I arrived at her door, and was made comfortable in her boudoir and was refreshed with some bubbly. As is my want we ended up talking and getting to know each other. Then we had some raunchy sex, and a quiet moment of relaxation and more conversation. I was thinking it was about time to leave, so I could get home in time. Then the horrendous scenario she had outlined about what had happened to another client, started to unfurl for me. Yes family decided to turn up, family who had a key and could let themselves, in this case son, and his father. Ooops shit what was going to happen. She quietly dressed as I did, and she left to meet the family. I stayed quiet in her bedroom, safe in the knowledge that this was her private space. OMG what was going to happen, would I be found, would I be able to leave in time to get back home. My phone had been ringing with people wanting to contact me and wondering where I was. I waited, and every minute I waited, the more I waited the more tense I was feeling. I did not have an alibi for not being at home, and time to get home was getting nearer and nearer. Well actually I did not know when I had to be home, those phone calls I was not answering were messages to say that we were on our way home. I was getting desperate. Luckily son was not there for more than 30 minutes, and I was released from the bedroom. Quickly back into the car and a mad rush home, was able to make it, light the fire and was sitting watching the TV before the door opened and my wife was back. Phew lesson learned, make sure you have an excuse for every scenario that could happen.

The new year

Time for resolutions. My resolution is to make no resolutions. What's the point, I never stop drinking, whoring, eating. Yes I am a bad example for all.

I do hope my friend, who gets out of rehab on Wednesday does continue with her resolve, and show me what can be done. She will still be getting support from rehabbers and also the rehabbed she met going through the treatment. I do really wish her well, it's going to be tough for her. I expect all the drug dealers will be queuing at her door trying to entice her back onto Cocaine.

When her friends drink in front of her she will be tempted. I can't imagine giving up the pleasure of drinking. It's so social.

I do so hope she fights these urges and turns her life around. She was positive today, but is under no allusion to the future problems.

A trieste which did not happen

I am generally pretty lucky with the women I meet. I go with gut instinct, generally choosing from people I have chatted to on forums or through email. I now rarely read reviews preferring to go in with an open mind. I am cynical about reviews, often forged and often used to discredit escorts by openly forging them so the escort loses all her reviews for ever. Yes Punternet's review system is open to abuse by those who want to give a girl a bad name.

Well it all went wrong in Shrewsbury, a seeming poor place for a client. I saw there was a Massage parlour near where I was staying, Shrewsbury Massage. I rang them, open to 8.00., but busy till 7.00. No I could not book ahead, just turn up.

I dutifully toddled along and arrived before the time. I was told she was still busy, that there was someone already waiting and that they could not accommodate me. Go away, ring at 7.30.

Rang at 7.30, no some one else was with her and there was another waiting in the queue and I could not be see. No outcalls available. So no here I was already for action and no one to spend some sensual shared time with.

So quickly rang an independent escort and asked if she could come to my hotel. Yes but not until 11.00. OK said I so then had supper and then watched some TV waiting for her. Then along came the dreaded text message, sorry can't make it, family trouble.

Damn what to do now? I am afraid it was open the iPad, and watch some porn already loaded down from youporn and a quick self administered hand job.

So next time I am there, a little bit more planning will be required, maybe I should have gone with my initial thoughts of securing the services of Elite Courtesans or an agency from Birmingham.

The cold weather

I chatted with my friend who is in rehab, on the phone.  Its a bit difficult as I have to go through the  switch board and I am checked to make sure I'me someone she wants to and can speak to.  She ditched her mobile, so many dealers kept phoning her. 

The rehab has been a real journey for her.  She's been looking at her life from when she started taking drugs as a kid.   She is  coming to terms with giving up drink, and also moving on from her present life style.   This is going to be hard for her.   Not only did she enjoy herself, she was also bad at budgetting and planning ahead for the next weeks bills.  It seems this rehab is also teaching her to budget, and have self restraint.

Although the rehab is paid for the state, and her children are being looked after by family, she ended up going there with no money at all.   She had nothing to pay for her meals in the hostel, and nothing for any extravegances.  This week it became cold, and yes you have gussed it, she didn't have a coat.

She does'nt have to worry about her living expenses there, I have seen to that.  At least is not a great deal for me.

She's not a bad person.  She is a lovely person, she will help anyone in trouble, and she makes anyone around her feel happy.  The way she talks and chats with everyone.  Nobody is beneath her, everyone is touched by her humor and kindness.  She won't walk past anyone in the street who needs help.  It has just been this dependency on drugs.  I some times feel that this could have been me, but luckily I never inhaled.

Addiction

I am so pleased for a friend of mine.  She has battled for years with a cocaine addiction, I didn't know for a long time. I should have, late night requests for money.  She has had counseling for this addiction for some time, but despite wanting to stop, was always going for another fix.  Dealers don't make it easy, they are always there on the phone offering their goods.  Much of the problem for her was she lives alone.  As she said she never took the stuff while I was around.

Why am I so pleased?  She is almost half way through her rehab.  She has been there now for over 6 weeks, and by all accounts doing well. No mean feat, she has never been away from her children for so long, and will be away from them at Christmas as well.  She is looking at her life from childhood to present and wants to turn her life around, get some qualifications and start life afresh.  I am so pleased for her and I really wish I could be with her to support her when she leaves rehab.  

San Franciso sex workers have been running a poster campaign on the San Franciso municiple transport system.   They feature a number of sexworker portraits with slogans such as 'Sex workers are mothers, school teachers, and social activists'  The campaign was organised by the St James Infirmary, a peer based organisation offering free medical and social services to sex workers.

There is a report about the campaign in the Huffingtonpost, with a long thread of comments.

I see there are supporters and detractors on these comments.  I am a supporter of sexworkers, I am not John but Steve.  I don't buy people, I buy sexual services and companionship.  Luckily in my country this is still legal, and long may it remain so.

I celebrate this campaign being run by St James.  My experience of sex workers is that yes they are normal self entrepreneurial people running their own business.  They are often good mothers with children who have been abandoned by their partners.   Others are in it for a temporary period while they pass exams.  Some do have partners. They are all elected to work this way.

All SWs I have met, whether working independently or through agencies and brothels have been working on their own volition.  Some, and these are my favourites who I see time and time again enjoy the work and would not want to do anything different.  Some consider it a job, if they had the money they would stop, but it still beats office cleaning or serving in a pub.

How do I know this?  I listen to the sex workers and visit the same ones again, we confide in each other and we get to trust each other.  Buying sex its not totally selfish.  You chose the partner for what they are willing to provide.  Never do you buy sex from someone who is unhappy with providing a particular service.  Sex workers have boundaries and the majority of clients respect that.  Yes the majority, because with trust you hear from the sex worker that the large majority of clients are respectful.  This is what I hear, and is also backed up by several recent UK research teams.

Yes every sex worker has bad customers, but then every other service industry has bad clients.  The terrible problem is that in the US the sex worker cannot go to the police to make a complaint.  At least they can do that in the UK. In some counties of the UK they have conviction rates of 90% on sex worker assaults and rapes.

I do though find the hatred of sex workers by some members of the community intolerable. Some sex workers I know who were 'outed; by the news papers lost their full time job (yes sex workers can have other jobs, and work  as SW for pleasure and additional income).  They also found (mainly women) posting excrement through the doors of their house.  How small minded?  This worker was not even working from her own home or in the same town.

I whole heartedly support this campaign, and commend the MUNI for allowing the advertising. Alas though it is a small start with limited funding unlike the millions of dollars which Ashton Kutcher can bring to the table.  I understand that swaay is running a mobile bill board advertising in the LA shortly.

Dinner Dates with Escorts

I had to write this after reading Capital Punters blog post on meeting escorts in public.  I whole heartily agree in taking an escort to lunch, dinner, or even a drink in the bar adds an additional aspect to the visit.

For me, I travel around a bit, so having a dinner, or meeting in a rock pub for some music fills in some time.  Lots of conversation, and someone to be with.  Whats worse than lots of middle aged men sitting on there own, drinking on there own.  On the monetary side, I have met many escorts who are quite happy to have a nice meal and some company and won't charge for the time other than taxi and baby sitters.  Some have started to suggest bars to meet in.  OK the sex afterwards, (in my case preferably before is paid for)

Being in another city it is generally safe for me, the risk is to the escort, but  in public we do respect our boundaries, well I am the long lost older cousin/uncle.  Having said that, it became a joke with colleagues when I turned up late for meals, that I had been seeing a friend.

I have taken it to extremes, I have taken two different escorts to Glastonbury on different occasions, and Reading Festival another time. Its a big crowd, but there were friends of both of ours there also.  And even worse to some extent the TV coverage.  This year the escort I was with always wanted to be at the front of the stage, on the barriers.  There were several shots of us together shown on BBC.   Hey it was a crowd, you could be next to anyone  I even think there is a YouTube video of us and the DJ announcing our names and where we were from, and there are many Elrond's in this world.  For those you may bump into at the festival, you have to have a story.  For my friend, this probably was not a too much of a problem, me depending who I bumped into.

There is no Glastonbury next year, and after a straight acquaintance suggested the venue, I am seriously thinking of taking an escort to the Bucharest festival next year.

Manchester Fun

I had an evening to spend in Manchester.  I thought about all the parlours, but didn't know where they were.  So what about an out call, immediately I thought of Lou4Fun a Manchester Independent Escort, someone who I follow on twitter, who has quite an outspoken cyber  personality which gets her banned of most forums.  Dare I meet her, I booked her time through twitter with a little bit of trepidation.

I need not have worried, she was lovely, intelligent, good fun and caring.  She was not quite like her online personality which can sometime come across as antagonistic. In fact if anything she initially looked a bit nervous at the meeting.  We met in the bar of the hotel, I spotted her immediately she came in., despite her not showing her face on the site.  We sat chatted and had a drink before retiring upstairs to bed and some fun.  Later on , dressed and purchased a bottle of wine and a couple of glasses from the bar.  Yeah no funny looks from the bar staff, why should they care that you are shagging someone the same age as your daughter.

At midnight I accompanied her to her taxi and waved goodbye.  Thank you Lou, hope to see you again some time.  With luck I will be involved in large project in Manchester next year.

Oxford Bliss

I have a brief liaison a few weeks ago in Oxford.  On of the women on my I must see list was touring the ivory towers of Oxford.  I only got to hear about the tour a couple of days before she was due to arrive, I had luckily read her blog.

Duly booked I ventured into Oxford.  I always get the timing wrong. I don't want to be late, so invariably I end up an hour early.  There were no queues on the A34, despite being rush hour. The park and ride bus left immediately I got on the bus, and had soon whisked me into Oxford.  Plenty of time for a coffee and croissant. Plenty of time to check the street where the apartment was.

Well I met my liaison, we chatted we made love we had a good time and I left satiated.  Going back was not so fast, waited a long time for the 300 bus back to the park and ride.  Thank you miss A.   I hope to see you again when you are in the area.  It alas is extremely unlikely I will ever be passing by your seaside resort.

Escort review sites

As you can see I am avidly following Capital Punter and viewing every word he writes.  Now this is my take on review sites, yes sorry I am taking my cue from his blog ideas.

Before I started punting I spent ages going through reviews in the area I thought I might pluck up courage and go for my first punt.   I spent ages reading the forums.  I went for a punt at last, either none of the girls in the reviews was working that day, or I was in an absolute panic and forgot every review.  Sitting there in the sauna with these other guys, catching the old glimpse of a an escort as she came upstairs and then was whisked back down stairs to work again.   It was a busy day, so I took a leap of faith and chose the next available.   It was a fabulous choice,  memorable because it was my first punt.  She also became a regular until she left to go back to Germany.

I avidly wrote reviews to feed back my encounters, until they were all deleted because said sauna did not want reviews, or latterly because the escorts I see were falsely accused of cheating, or because I could not review them as they were on adult work or some secret no review list.

I now very rarely use reviews.  I go on my gut instinct, and I have rarely been let down.  I choose  escorts who have a reputation of some sorts on the forums and have shown they have a heart of gold.  When I say reputation, it might be a good reputation, someone I know I will get along with them from the way they write, or it might be someone (the initials L4F) should give it away, who for one reason or another have been banned from all forums other than twitter, but intrigued me.   L4F did not let me down, she was fabulous.

I still write reviews on PN and give feedback on AW if I book through there (so far only twice).  I leave PN reviews because I want to give something back to the girls so they can market themselves.  Also to lay my cards on the table, I left reviews because I could go back and reread the reviews.  They were my aide memoir.  Even reviews that were deleted are still available to me to read on PN as the author.  What though distresses me are that there are so many good girls out there who I can't leave reviews on, for one reason or the other.   The whole review system has in my mind come into total disrepute.  So personally I take little notice of them, and make my own mind up.  Now my aide memoir is my blog, if and when I get around to writing it up.

I said I choose girls (women) who have a reputation.  Sometimes this is not open to me.  I then search for people, or use selectanescort to locate someone in the vicinity.  It could be an agency, or it could be an independent.   Honestly in the last year it has always been a success.  Somehow this must be because, I am extremely lucky, or I have a high tolerance for crap, or most girls out there actually very good.  

An example would be Plymouth, the delectable Rhia Charles had left the area before my arrival.  So someone of reputation was not possible.   Instead it was to SelectAnEscort, found someone who looked good from an agency and booked her.  I congratulate this agency, it rang on the day saying they could not fulfill the commitment and offered me someone else.   It was a fab appointment in the end.

There is always one exception, and Brighton I totally fell on my face with some pretty mediocre experiences,  except  for a bright light of one asian escort.

As part of my job, I do read reviews.  I may add them to escort sites.  My trade mark is not just a number, but a quickly chosen phrase from the review to link to the review on PN.  Whilst doing this, yes I got interested in the said lady, and had to have a shower to cool down before continuing.  Would I book her based on those good reviews.   No something in the conversations with her does not quite gel with me, and I don't think I could quite hit it off with her.  Another lady I have done the same for, yes I would see her because she sounds absolutely fabulous, and if and when I am in her area, then I will pay her a visit.

I am meandering here now.  As a trained scientist I feel I should be going with these reviews and the consensus, and not rely on gut feel.  For me though gut feel, and also absolute chance seem to be the elixir of love.