Poppers anyone???

I had a very interesting client this morning. Nice Irish guy who has been living in London for quite some time. He only wanted two things: 1. for me to step on his balls with my lovely boots, and 2. to worship my ass. Both things I have no issues with and actually enjoy. 

He was a nice guy, early 50s, and very subservient. He did mention one thing though that I wasn't aware still existed. He wanted to bring his "poppers" with him to the session. Now from what I've heard about poppers, it's was a drug that originated in the 70s in the gay clubs and sort of die away ever since. But apparently the Brits still have a thing for it. It was quite an easy session as he was all too eager to worship me all the while inhaling his poppers. It was quite funny, but I love clients like this. It looks like London will be on my travel rotation.... Lots of Kinky British guys that have a fetish for worshipping beautiful black women.

He texted me shortly after our session letting me know that he had a wonderful time and to have him considered as one of my regular clientele. I love hearing things like that LOL.

Curiosity Confused the Cat????

I know I know, you're shocked that I wrote another entry so soon after my most recent one, LOL. But I just had to document this experience to show the strange encounters I often come into.

My girlfriend recommended that I try out Novikov restaurant and bar for some fishing today. I had dinner upstairs in the Asian dinner section at the bar which was superb. And I then went downstairs to the lounge that is mostly known for "hooking up".

It kind of reminded me of a club scene but not filled with clubbers but mostly women looking to "hook up" with men. 

It was busy, and I just sat and people-watched for the most part. I didn't really get any hits, except from this one gentleman (and I'm stretching that word) who was very forward, but not in a good way. I knew he was cheap from the moment he spoke to me. I threw out my "number" and he certainly got scared off by it, LOL. 

I decided to call it a night instead of sitting around looking desperate. I went over to the bar to do one last glance before I headed out, and lo and behold this handsome blonde gentleman who seemed to be in his late 30s, walked up to me and offered to buy me a drink. I obliged and we started some small talk and very quickly we decided to go back to his room. I guess it pays to be patient LOL.

We get to his hotel which was very nice by the way, and we start talking and he offers me a beverage. Right away we discussed numbers and then we got comfy. Then he told me he had done something today that he was embarrassed to talk about. Turns out he saw a transsexual escort and he liked giving anal but not receiving LOL; he then told me he was going to see a sex therapist because he was sort of confused about his sexuality. He likes women (as he is married 10 years, with three children), Big boobs, but also loves a big cock in his mouth as well as anal sex (top). He felt very comfortable talking with me as most people seem to do, and was very adamant about the fact that he is not gay. I chuckled to myself inside, women have no clue what goes on with their men... Being in this business definitely opens your eyes to see people as they truly are. He asked me what to do. Should he leave his wife and three children? Or should he stay? I told him to first speak with his therapist, and then he can decide if he wants to be honest or dishonest. It's as simple as that.

Anyways, I thought I should share that tidbit of information of my night tonight. I'm off to bed as I am quite sleepy. Good night, xoxo😴💤

In London...

I decided to give London and the United Kingdom area a try for touring. So far the clientele here has been pretty normal, I also go out at night to the bars to pick up and I've been successful as well. Although I prefer to just have people call me to see me.

So far London seems pretty cool, although the weather is not my cup of tea. You need a jacket here and it's only fall. I'd hate to be here in the winter.

I met a younger French guy last night at the Palm Beach casino bar (there were a few "single" young women there who seemed to have the same intentions as myself). He couldn't be more than 35. Very nice guy with a sexy French accent. He bought a bottle of Dom right away, so that let me know he was legit. Although when we got back to his place he did say that he didn't like "paying for it", but he also wasn't looking for a relationship, LOL. Men are funny. I suppose he wanted me to just open my legs for him for nothing. He did mention that he wouldn't mind treating me out to nice dinners and financing our outings but something tells me that I won't be seeing this fella again. I told him I was a college student and had bills to pay, so he forked over the cash. Life is funny I tell you… Stay tuned for more of my adventures💋