Il y a ce type au bureau, que j’ai une furieuse envie de baiser. Il le sait, et il en joue, le bougre.

Il y a eu cet étrange électricité entre nous, lorsque nous avons été présentés, au détour d’un couloir, par le chef de projet. Ce dernier, tout en bonne humeur forcée, respirait l’angoisse. Si le projet capote, c’est lui qui trinque. Nous on s’... (click to read the full post)

Below is one of my favourite poems which I discovered years ago when I was in college. I'd like to share it with you:

Sex Without Love by Sharon Olds

How do they do it, the ones who make love

without love? Beautiful as dancers,

gliding over each other like ice-skaters

over the ice, fingers hooked

inside each other's bodies, faces ... (click to read the full post)

I've been a very busy lady since my last diary entry. A couple of weeks ago I attended the champagne fuelled opening of a new hotel in the middle of Soho, its being dubbed as London's Rock 'n Roll hotel where any request is possible. This made me wonder if gentlemen that stay at 5 star hotels have the balls to ask the concierge where they can get ... (click to read the full post)

Well, the time has come to update my "blog" and what better way than to tell you about my latest interviews! I am always interviewing new girls but find that only 3 out of 10 excite me enough to text regular clients who I trust to see all my newest editions! These days there are sooooo many escorts out there, too many in fact! If I were a man I... (click to read the full post)