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Paris' way of ranting and raving

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Come Dine on Me

After a night out with a great mate of mine – and perhaps a couple of beers too many – we started discussing the difference between guys and girls and their approaches to sex.  I argued that girls were just as sexually driven as guys, and he of course argued the opposite.  When an argument is fuelled by alcohol, objectivity is almost always absent.  I forget who it was who threw down the gauntlet, but one of us challenged the other to prove their opinion with a real-life demonstration.  And that

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Blow White and the Seven Knobs ...

Okay, I’ll admit it, I watch porn.  In fact, lots of women do … they just don’t openly admit it.  But I’m secure enough in my identity to admit the fact that I enjoy all aspects of sex, including watching others perform it.  And one of the genres I really enjoy are the parodies, and even more so the ones that take the piss out of really successful animated movies.  And then a stroke of brilliance hit me … why not create my own porn parody? With that in mind, I set about gathering my own “

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Just Do It

Just do it.  One of the most famous slogans around.  We can thank Nike for that.  But we’ve seen that slogan adopted in so may other ways that it no longer belongs in performance sport alone and has become a mantra for so many of us.  I, for one, am glad that I took Nike’s advice.   For the longest time, I’d been one of those reserved soccer mums, although in my case the sports were more footy and cricket.  You know, suppressing the wild side of me to make sure the kids and the hubby w

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Banging Bingo

I love Bingo. Not everyone does, but I definitely do. Someone once said to me that Bingo was boring because all they did was wait for the numbers to be called out and 90% of the time, they had 22 or 23 of the 24 numbers needed and someone else yells out “Bingo!” to frustrate them. If only they knew why I love Bingo so much! You see, I’m not your average Bingo grandma...   I have this other side of my life. One filled with pulsating excitement, lust and debauchery. Every time the caller bellows

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I am ready to talk ....

I am finally in a position to let people know what happen to me . This man raped me and he thought that just because I am a hooker he could get away with it . Well to all men out there No means No in any situation ...   He is an ........... Man in his early 40's . To talk to him over the phone he doesn't sound .......... , I was quite surprised when I met him . I had seen him probably close to a dozen times but in a parlour . This was our first and only private booking . During our bookings in

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“It’s a fine line between pleasure and pain”

We recently lost Chrissy Amphlett of Divinyls fame. One of the most haunting memories of their music is still the lyric saying “it’s a fine line between pleasure and pain”. Nowhere is that more evident than in our industry where clients and providers indulge in varying degrees of pleasure and pain, fantasy and reality, sub-culture versus mainstream. For a vast majority of encounters, the standard fare applies, with maybe experimentation extending only to the point of requesting different outf

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A different shape of blue

Dear Diary,     I have had the most enjoyable day today and I thought I’d tell you about it.   I helped a friend out today and worked at the nursing home with her. Fortunately, my qualifications had not expired yet and I was allowed to perform the duties of an aged care nurse. Unfortunately, due to uniform shortages, all they had for me was a white nurse outfit that was really a tad too small and a tad short on the skirt. But I was fine with it, happy that the inner exhibitionist in me h

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Gott im Himmel

Dear Diary,     Today, I had the most amazing time and I really needed to tell you all about it. This was a realisation of my deepest, most carnal, lustful sexual desires and I am starting to get wet again just recounting it here.   I went to this block of luxury apartments in the city today. As I rode the elevator up to the penthouse apartment, I was feeling excitement, nervousness and lust, all rolled into one. The apartment was only one of 2 occupying the whole top floor, so it was ea

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Dear Diary - an erotic story

Dear Diary,   I’ve just gotten home from the most unbelievable night of knee-trembling sex that I just had to jump straight in and write it all down.   It started off quite a few days ago. Eduardo was coming to town on business and he sent me a message asking if I would see him when he was in town. Having never seen him before, I went through all the screening steps until I was satisfied, and we then set a date and time.   Well, yesterday finally arrived and I headed off to meet Eduar

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When did the playground become the battleground?

It’s funny how most of life’s most complex problems seem to have their most obvious solutions in childhood-related things.   Think for a minute of all the times when we were kids and played in the local playground. We didn’t care that the other kids wore the wrong coloured socks, or sat on the swing backwards, or spoke a different language or was a different race, colour, religion. We had someone else to play with and have fun together. We didn’t require they sign a no-fault injury disclaim

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