My keepers, why keepers, I'm in no danger of stirring an inch, ah I see, it's to make me think I'm a prisoner, frantic with corporeality, rearing to get out and away.
- Beckett
I am reading Kate Holden’s In my skin, a memoir. I am a not a fan of writing reviews before finishing but I’ve been wanting – no needing – to talk about In my skin. Isn’t a book you can mull over with non-industry friends, in a book club or something. I can’t stomach the non-industry Amazon reviews because all you
I posted this journey on another site but thought it'd make for a for a fun blog. It rates as one of my most memorable moments in my entire career as an escort. This happened last week on an overnight.
A regular client requests pony tails, and I'm not a pony tail sort (not into the whole pornoslut/school girl thing - I'm too old) but I obliged. Felt like a goose but as soon as I put the pony tails on I was transformed and had a the biggest grin on my face. For whatever reason I though