Road Trip Conclusion

My road trip proved to be a successful one and I am thrilled.  Everything seems to be on the right track for me financially. I hope this year keeps going like this because it would mean that I will be buying my house sooner and paying off all of my debt. Goals baby!

I met an older gentleman on the 2nd day of my tour that practically accounted for half of my entire earnings! Peculiar but nice guy that wanted to drink my pee and paid me $100 for every 5oz and you bet I made quite a bit because I do pee a lot.  So I ended up making a few thousand bucks in addition to my fee for my time.  He also liked nipple play so I had some nice clamps to bring him to ecstasy.
The next day he took me shopping and had me fill up 2 sports water bottles with my pee so he could have them with his sandwich for lunch.  He didn't quite finish them but he paid me for the amount I brought plus I did some damage shopping at my favorite designer stores.  I definitely hope I see him again because he's probably one of the easiest and most generous clients I've had.

The rest of the tour was pretty normal and I discovered a few hidden gems so it was also great market research.  We did a few threesomes and I did my fair share of fucking guys in the ass with my strap on, lol. But for the most part, the men were boring.  I guess they were just happy to be with two beautiful women that they didn't expect to do much. The probably didn't know how.
I am now at home, at my mom's relaxing before I head back on the road again. Headed overseas this time (Europe & the Middle East) ;-)

Love, Light, and Prosperity!

New Year! 2016

January has already come and gone and let me just say that my new year started off with a bang!
I ended up in Tel Aviv on New Year's day working a private plane gig.

Then I went to go visit Benjamin and linked up with a potential (Richard).  He turned out to be just another needy energy sucker who was "too scared" to invest in the relationship because he had been burned in the past.  I did get my beats wireless headphones and Chanel perfume that I wanted from him plus he had a car take me to the airport.  But I had to cut my ties because I just can't be with a man that isn't generous.  I'm sure he will be back, but for now I have bigger fish to fry!

I'm winding down from a 3 week winter tour in the North East and it has been quite lucrative.  Then in a couple of weeks I'm embarking on a road trip tour with another escort colleague.  That should be fun, lol.

All in all, I am setting goals and excited to keep checking every one of them off my list.  The world is my oyster.  Stay tuned...

Wind down of Summer 2015

I'm currently on a NE tour this summer and I am quickly realizing that these parts are much better in the winter/spring, yikes! I guess I will just have to brave the cold and come here a few times in the year.

In any case, I have decided to extend my nomad life by one more year before moving to California.  I'm loving it way too much and I am thankful to be able to be in the position to do so.  I'm chatting with some bloke off MM now and as usual he's all about the intimacy and has not yet inquired about my life and what I want.  Typical…oh well, we will see how it goes. I might use him to fund some trips for me.

Not much has happened this summer, just more discovery of where to tour in the summer.  This has definitely been a learning experience and I am glad for it because it makes my touring that much more efficient.

I went out last night to the bar at the Four Seasons, met a gentleman who definitely gave me a "client vibe", I gave him my number and he hasn't called so I know he's definitely a client.  I suppose I could have prepositioned him (because he was smitten by me) but I'm all about "Time & Place". I drank a lot so today has been sluggish, lol.  I already ate lunch and I think I will take a nap now.

Till next time...

Happy New Year!!! 2015

2015 is here and I am excited!!! What a whirlwind the end of 2014 was! I rang in the new year in the UAE.  Before that, I was in London, Oslo, & Berlin.  I had such a great time, linking up with old friends and making new ones.  I did very well on this London trip, so it's safe to say that London will be a permanent city on my roster ;-) I have a lot of goals to accomplish this year and I am so ready!!! Still on my world tour but back in the States for a few months, then I'm off overseas again. Will be spending a good part of the summer in Europe.  I plan on linking up with Madame as she supposedly has clients in all the hot spots: London, Cannes, St. Tropez, Monaco, etc.

On another note, I'm back in my paradise but briefly.  Just saw the regular of mine with the weird fetish for bright make up and clothes.  It's still so funny to me that he loves bright eye shadows and lipstick.  So much so that he makes me re-apply after it wears off multiple times during the session.  It is quite bizarre but hey I'll take the money. I am going to spend time finishing up my BDSM website in the next few weeks so that I can really tap into that world.

I'm off to the west coast this weekend for a little while. Got a few prospects on SA…even one bloke wanting a date to the Oscars..keep you posted.

xoxo

The life of a nomad

So I left Vegas and I'm back in Paradise for a little bit and I just saw a client.  Things seem to be busier (much busier than when I lived here full-time), one client even brought me some presents and Godiva chocolate yesterday.  Things are great! Although it had me thinking where the hell these clients were when I actually lived here, lol.  I guess the saying is true that people miss you when you are not readily available.
I actually met some girls who are escorts as well.  They were actually cool, normal people unlike some of the flakes and shady girls (both squares and escorts) I've met.  It was refreshing to meet nice fun girls.  We actually hung out in Vegas and since I've been back, I've gone out again with one of them. It definitely is great to find someone on the same page as you. She understands how to read a guy and knows that if it's not about the money, there will be no interest.  You would be surprised how hard it is to explain this to a square girl, lol.
I went out with a square girlfriend last night and it was great catching up. She's actually one of the squares that gets the sugar baby lifestyle, but of course I don't tell her all of my business.
I have to say that being "homeless" is definitely working out for me.  It's so great to just pick up and go without having to worry about tending to your "home affairs".  I love it! I can't wait for more adventures…I'm headed to London, Germany, & Norway soon.

I will try to blog more about my adventures…life just gets so busy and fun sometimes that I forget to blog.  I will do better.

Till next time...

Miami Swim Week 2014

Well, I just wrapped up with a new client, Russian New Yorker who loves to talk dirty in bed.  I don't know what it is about this particular act, but I feel it sounds so fake, especially if you don't know the person, but hey I'm here to please.
I'm now going over the pictures from my super hot fetish/glamour shoot from a couple of days ago.  This is the hard part.  Trying to decide with picture you want and which ones you wish to delete; there are probably a thousand photos!  It's a process in itself but I'm glad I did it.
I ordered some delivery, it's gonna be a "stay in" kind of a night as it is non-stop thunderstorms today.  I'm looking forward to attending some swim week events.  It was fabulous last year so I'm sure it will be the same this year...ciao

Independence day weekend 2014

Well today was unexpectedly busy and lucrative.  I saw a regular of mine and a new client which is always great.  I worked out (working on getting my splits back) and had a pretty nice day. I've pretty much kept to myself indoors and have filled my time with sleeping, eating, working out, and watching TV.  I have a hot shoot coming up and I have to be just so.

I got a call from this match maker I spoke to a couple of days ago.  It's a high end match making agency that claims to have the guy I'm looking for but they want me to shell out $2,500.  I don't know how I feel about that.  Plus my head is not wrapped around dating at the moment...I've switched back to my old self, the one that is focused on financial freedom.  I've decided to work on becoming a millionaire myself until I meet my billionaire. So I don't even think I will be any good, because I plan on traveling non-stop in a couple of months.  I will probably meet my match during my travels.
Besides I don't know that they are THAT good.  If it was a guaranteed, then I would probably be more interested, but I've been burned by a "high end" match making service before. They claim to be great but in the end, they end up catering to where their money is, THE MEN.
I didn't even bother calling her back.  We've already talked on the phone, I don't know why she wants to "talk" some more.  I'm a woman that knows what she wants.  No one needs to persuade me to do anything.

In any case, I'm getting ready for bed as I have a morning flight up north.  I'm touring this week because it is way too quiet and boring in paradise.  Most of the "money" is up north or in Europe which is where I should be!  But I'm not even upset....I have a little over 60 days left and then I'm off being a jet setter :-)

Men wish to be under my feet....

I did a Dom session last night.  This guy was actually good looking, from Jordan.  He kissed my feet and licked them like he was starved.  He also wanted me to trample him and really hurt his penis.  Men have all kinds of ways they love to be turned on.  I slapped it, twisted it, bent it, etc.  He cried in sweet ecstasy.  I think I'm going to create a "Mistress" persona in addition to being an escort.  It seems I am suited for this sort of thing.  The men keep requesting it and who am I to deny them the domination they so deeply desire from me??? Hahahaha.

Tonight is my last night here before I head back to the bubbling city. I am going to check out the "Sex and the City" hotel tonight.  I should at least do something touristy while I'm here.  Tomorrow afternoon on my way back, I just might stop and take pictures of the mosque that everyone keeps gushing about.

I kinda had to cool it with Mr. Algeria because he told me the dumbest lie.  We were supposed to go boating and to the Blue Marlin on Friday.  I didn't hear from him till Sunday and his excuse? "Oh I left my phone in a friend's car and he drove it to another town 1.5 hours away"...hahahaha seriously??? I guess I look really young and dumb.  In any case, it worked out for me anyway because I really didn't feel like explaining my whereabouts to him while I'm here.  I will contact him once I'm back in the big city.  He's not even boyfriend material, just someone to know whenever I'm in town that will take me out.  I'm sure he has a complete family somewhere else, but hey nothing shocks me anymore.

Strip Strip Hooray!

Well, I went to Key West this past weekend with some friends to check out the scene there for work (Escorting/Stripping)...Apparently, they have quite a few whore houses there, so I didn't really see many clients.  I did however end up stripping...I have to say it was pretty fun and busy but I know why I don't do it often, lol.  A lot of work and I can make what I made in one night in one session!
I woke up sore this morning, but I guess it was a good workout.  I have a massage appointment later thank God!
I'm excited for my upcoming trip back to the middle east....till next time xoxo

US Tour

Sometimes I feel like an artist with my extensive tour across the U.S and the world, lol.  I am currently up north where it is freezing! I just wrapped yet another fetish wrestling session.  I'm not sure what it is about me that makes guys want me to wrestle and subdue them, lol.
In any case, my tour is off to a good start.  I have so many goals that I wish to accomplish this year.  I am super excited :-)
Hopefully I land a good/stable sugar daddy.  They have been all over the place for the past couple of years.  Maybe I've just been too focused on myself which is not a bad thing.  The key here is BALANCE.

June 12th-13th! 2011

June 12th
2 shows today and tomorrow, ahh!!! Kidding...I know it will be fine. I didn't think I had anyone coming today but alas, at the end of the show, Carlton (met him at a star island mansion party) was there...I pretended like I didn't see him. He might be someone to know but he's gonna have to work a bit at getting me, lol...I saw he had texted earlier about coming but I never got the text messages due to the fact that I have no reception in the theatre building. I bonded a bit with my gay boyfriend, I flat out asked him if he was gay and he told me he wasn't...some nerve, lol...oh well, I guess he's not ready to come out of the closet. I was exhausted after the 2nd show that I didn't even go into the lobby to greet anyone.
June 13th
I carpooled with the gay boyfriend, I probably shouldn't have...I forgot it was very sunny and hot out but I sucked it up...it was a good show. It actually got taped so it looks like I will be getting a reel done, yay!!!. Went home, got in the jacuzzi, showered and watched one of my favorite shows, True Blood. I signed up for the evening pole class...looks like I will definitely be sleeping late tomorrow...I love me life!

Chapter 1 - The early years

I was born in Ethiopia where I would live and be raised till the age of 12. It was just me, my older brother, Benjamin, our nanny, and my dad. My parents had divorced shortly after I was born and my father kept us, so I never knew my mother till I was about 6. The laws in Ethiopia give the parental rights to the man; this means that the father can practically keep the mother away from the children if he wanted. That was exactly what my dad did. Apparently, it was a messy divorce, so messy that my dad (as though he were a bitter woman), cut out my mom's face from all the family photos so we wouldn't know who she was. My brother however did remember my mom because he was old enough to remember when my parents divorced. Benjamin even remembers our mom coming over to the house one day to try to see us and my dad going outside to tell her to leave his property. They were arguing and screaming at each other and eventually my mom left and never got to see us. We had our live-in nanny take the place of our mother. We changed nannies a few times so I never really got to bond with any of them. My dad worked a lot so I never really bonded with him either, neither did my brother. The only person I ever really bonded with, and that I am very close with today, is my brother. While my father was at work, our nanny looked after us until we were old enough to start attending school. For some reason, Benjamin and I did not attend the same school, come to think of it, I don't think we ever attended the same school; not elementary, high school, or college. Weird huh? We got dropped off and picked up from school by our driver. Our nanny prepared our meals, bathed and clothed us, and basically took care of us and all the household duties. Sundays were our nanny's days off, she went to church; I believe she was Catholic. We never went to church, we weren't religious. I liked my nanny so much that I would ask my dad if I could go to church with her, and he would always respond sternly, "no".

I remember life with my father being very fabulous indeed. We were very spoiled! Whatever we wanted, we got. We had the lives of pampered children; private schools, lots of toys, driver to take us were we wanted, country club memberships, etc. We lived on our own street (as in my dad's father owned the land and decided to name it after himself), in our own private estate. There were two houses on the estate and my dad rented out one of the houses to a family with two young children about the same age as us; we got to play with them once in a while, although it wasn't at all encouraged by my dad. We also were instructed to never, under any circumstances, eat or drink anything from their home. This rule actually applied to everyone; on the rare occasions that my dad took us to visit his friends, we were not allowed to accept food or drinks from them. I never did understand why, until I got older. My dad was afraid that someone could poison us, both in a physical and spiritual sense; you will understand why he thinks this way as you read on. We did sneak sometimes and accept food from our neighbors when our dad wasn't around, after all, we were children ;0)
I absolutely loved Christmas time because of all the lovely dolls and dresses I would get; even though we weren't really christian, we celebrated Christmas anyway. And during the holidays, we actually get two sets of presents: one on Christmas day, and one on New Year's Day. Life was great indeed; I suppose this is why I like receiving gifts and being spoiled. My brother and I used to play all the time, which sort of turned me into a tom-boy as a child. We climbed trees, raced each other, watched my dad's porn (though I was very confused as to what they were doing at the time, lol), played house, and pretty much did what normal children do. My dad was big on pets, especially exotic ones. We owned a parrot, a dove, an eagle, a monkey, and a dog. After we moved out, I heard that my dad got several more exotic animals. Our groundsman used to kill lizards to feed eagle and we loved helping him hunt; we made believe we were Indiana Jones! LOL. Our nanny trained the parrot to say her name whenever she came around. I didn't care much for the parrot though because it bit me one day when I was trying to play with it; that bastard! LOL. My dad was very big on education; we had private tutors and he even took time, on occasion to tutor us himself. Most of the lessons he gave us were on our language, Oromigna. We spoke English, which was our first language, all the time. My dad wanted us to speak our language as well so he would give us fun lessons outside. We never did learn our language because it was never spoken to us, only taught to us in a classroom format. All we knew how to say were certain small words, and we knew how to greet a person. My dad also taught us how to play soccer because he was an avid soccer player. He absolutely loved the sport and so he wanted us to love it as well. We never got much visitors at the house; we didn't have any relatives come around. I came to find out later that my dad disowned his entire family which was why they were restricted from ever coming around. I never met my grandfathers on either side; they both passed away before I was born. I did not get to meet my dad's mom until I was 17; I met my mother's mom when I was 6. We were loners; it was always me and my brother. I think that is one of the reasons I am not really close with any of my family except my brother.
My dad was an excellent cook; normally, it is the woman who is a better cook because she is the domestic one, but my dad somehow was a great cook. Maybe it was because he never had a stable girlfriend around to cook him meals.

My dad had lots of girlfriends, most of them I don't even remember. He had a child with one of his girlfriends and I would get to know my half-sister later on in life. My dad treated his girlfriends very well; he spoiled them with gifts and money. (I guess that's where I get my sugar baby tendencies from). I must say though that African men are raised to take care of and support any woman in their life. So it is not a big deal for a woman to be on a first date with an African man and, if he is smitten with her, he starts asking her about her bills and even gives her money right away to take care of expenses. African men feel very proud when they can support their women financially, but they are very possessive. I didn't care for any of my dad's girlfriends. According to Benjamin, one time, when I was still a baby, one of my dad's girlfriends got angry with me and turned me upside down started shaking me while I cried; I don't remember this but Benjamin does. So you can say all the girlfriends hated us and just wanted to marry my dad so that they could control things. As a child, I could pretty much care less about what their intentions were because I didn't know nor did I understand what they were prone to think or do at the time. Plus there were so many of them that it was hard to keep track, especially since most of them did not last more than 3 months. My dad never married any of his girlfriends though, and he still has never re-married till this day. None of my dad's girlfriends really had a strong hold on him until the girlfriend I would like to call the VENOM.

I'm not sure what kind of super pussy Venom had, but apparently it was super enough to convince my dad to go completely mental and start treating us badly. Before I tell this story of how my dad ended his relationship with me and my brother, let me first say tell you that "voodoo" is something most Africans take very seriously. Venom took my dad to consult the "oracle", who practically tells the future and cannot tell a lie as far as voodoo followers are concerned. My dad was a serious voodoo follower; his bedroom was painted all red, he had red candles everywhere and we were never allowed in his bedroom. We would have to sneak in there when he was at work; I never understood why his room was that way or why we weren't allowed in until I got older. He was my dad, and so I did whatever he told me and followed all his rules. Even his girlfriends weren't allowed in his bedroom, they always slept in the guest bedroom whenever they spent the night.

During the time Venom was dating my dad, his real estate firm wasn't doing as well as he would have liked due to the economy. My father did not want to believe that was the reason and needed something/someone to blame for his misfortune, so Venom took my dad to her oracle, who was practically a 100-year old woman (I mean this bitch was old!!!), and the oracle told my dad that the reason his firm wasn't doing well was because we (my brother and I) were poisoning it with our evil spiritual powers. According to the oracle, we were children of the underworld sent into my dad's life with the sole mission to ruin it, and would you believe he fell for that bullshit? Yes he did! As I look back on those times now that I am adult, I often wonder "what the hell? Who seriously blames a 5 year old for ruining their business?" He actually asked us one day, "why wouldn't you use your powers to help my business instead of hurt it?" After the oracle was consulted, that was it for us. We were beaten everyday for confessions of our plans to destroy my dad's business; my dad made us sleep outside (naked) so we couldn't contaminate his house. Poor Benjamin, he took most of the beatings because I would hide behind him when my dad struck us with the switch. He has most of the scars, but I would get mine later on from my mother. We were taken to all kinds of petrifying shrines in order for some horrifying rituals to be performed on us to "cleanse us of our demons". Food and drinks were sacrificed to the "gods of the water". I remember wondering why they were throwing good food and drinks away, I just didn't get it because I was 5! My brother didn't get it either because he was only 3 years older than me. When I got tired of getting beat up everyday, I just lied and confessed to whatever the hell my dad wanted to hear; I don't even remember what I said in my confession. Benjamin just stood next to me crying and nodding in agreement to what I was saying. The funny thing is that I never once believed that we had spiritual powers, I knew there was no such thing even though I was 5 years old. Even though I "confessed", I didn't believe what I was confessing to; I knew I was lying in my confession but I was doing what I needed to do. There was nothing anyone could do to brain wash me into believing I had spiritual powers, I had to see it to believe it. That is how I am till this day especially when dealing with potential sugar daddies that claim to have money; I have to see them spend it on me to believe that they are sugar daddy material. I just don't believe the hype. The whole experience after Venom entered our lives was like a dream, it was like we were in the twilight zone; life went from being wonderful and fabulous to dreadful and depressing. When my all of my dad's effort to cleanse us didn't seem to be working, there was only one thing to do. Get rid of us!