Old Men and their fetishes...

I decided to go out in Palm Beach Island last night and my first stop was the very popular Buccan.  I went to the bar as soon as I walked in and asked for a wine list.  To my surprise, and older man approached me as asked "so what are you going to have?". I was quite taken back as most men are afraid to approach me, especially the older ones.  This guy was quite the gentleman.  An attorney who lived on the island and was buying me drinks? I decided to explore further.  Of course he was reveling in my upbeat energy while adding nothing back.  I've noticed that men of means tend to be a lot more upbeat, especially when they meet a woman…I started to have my doubts.  He suggested we get out of there and go to HMF at the breakers which was quieter (I think he just didn't want me to get snatched up by anyone else, lol) and I obliged because I wanted to see what he drove.  Alas it was a Ford Explorer! I gave him the benefit of the doubt and thought maybe he was the "green" type.  He ordered a bottle of champagne at the breakers which got me thinking he might be ok.  Then when the bottle was empty, he suggested that we go back to his place for some more. I went along because I wanted to see what his house looked like so that I could make a better judgement call about him.  Alas, he house was small and old! Infact, he just sold it to someone that is planning on tearing it down while he moves AWAY from the island to a townhouse in a not so great area.  Plus it was poorly decorate and looked cheap on the inside. That was it for me.  He has some money, but he's not fun enough for me to not care that he doesn't have enough money.  I told him I had to leave right away and he was wondering why the rush.  I told him because it was late, but really I had made my judgement call.  He tried to steal a kiss but of course he knows he has to earn that. He must have been thinking he hit the jackpot and I would sleep with him, ha! I thought maybe I should have propositioned him, but I just wasn't feeling it. I went out downtown and hung out with some friends till late.
Of course he's been texting me since this morning trying to hang out tonight and tomorrow but I just can't get myself to waste my precious time and energy with this old man who will probably take ages to be worked on.  Perhaps if I still lived here, I would have put him on my roster but I don't, so I won't.  We will see.

On a side note, I got a call from my BDSM advert.  An older man with foot fetish.  He basically worshipped my feet and ass and we finished him off with a foot job.  Quick and easy! I much rather have a straight forward approach, but I know I have to play the game in order to score my BIG fish!

Here's to playing the game to WIN!

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.

Chapter 10 - REAL TIME POSTS FROM HERE ONWARD

I've decided to start posting in real time from now on.  I will save my other adventures leading up till now for my book. 
So from now on, every post will be for the date you see on Blogger, not my own dates as I have been doing in the past.

So let me catch you up....I finally landed (what I thought I wanted) a full-time job working as a flight attendant on a private plane for private owners last year in October.  The pay is ok with benefits.  This is my first real job ever! LOL. They charter the plane when they are not flying so I'm staying pretty busy.  So far I've flown the President of a country, billionaires/multi-millionaires, and a Tennis star.  I really thought that this was what I wanted but alas, I've found that they are taking too much of my time and I would rather work for myself, so I'm giving it a year.  It will keep me busy as I plan the rest of my life.

I had a falling out with the BFF, so I'm not really hanging out with her these days.  I basically discovered that she doesn't care about my feelings, so I decided to spend less time with her. I guess friends come an go (I really need to focus on myself right now anyways). Alternately, I linked up with an old escort friend of mine (Carrie) from New York; she had traveled to another country and made lots of money there, so when I resign this job, that is the first place I will be going to.  We are also going to tour Europe, working and playing.  I have decided that this is the last year I will ever have to worry about money again.  The plan is to tour outside the US, make tons of money, buy a nice place on the beach, and just live my life flitting from pleasure to pleasure.

At least I proved to myself that I can make it in the corporate world if I wanted that life- I can do something outside of the adult industry successfully.  Now that I know this, I would rather work seriously as an escort for 3-5 years, save my money, and live off the interest.  I'm still going to dabble in my other non-adult businesses at my leisure, as I am an ENTREPRENEUR at heart.

I have to say that I have seriously evolved and grown over these past few years after parting with Richard.  It feels good.

I know I will marry my billionaire eventually, but I'm not going to sit around and wait for him to arrive (although something tells me I will run into him in Europe).  I'm going to live my life as I want it and when the time is right, my ULTIMATE SUGAR DADDY will reveal himself to me and we will live happily ever after.

So far, I have 8 more months with this gig on the private plane, then it's off to making real money.  I will keep you posted on my endeavors.

Till next time.....stay happy