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Please IM me. Yahoo: fetishrock25

My reply to that email:

Hi

Introductions 101 : If you wish to get to know somebody don't order them to IM you. It's rude and won't work.Try making an effort and actually introducing yourself first with a few interesting details plus a question or two about the person you wish to know. Then exchange a few emails before requesting an exchange of IM usernames.
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Do you think I reacted unreasonably?

Time Waster

I've had a few clients since going pro before Christmas, but only a few. I've had conversations and even telephone conversations with many more, but bookings weren't made after all of those conversations.

I have one guy who calls from a private (silent) number that uses a different name each time he calls. Eventually the conversation always come around to anal and arse play, this is his thing. He tries to con me that he's been to see me before, but I don't want him to know I don't have a client on my limited list called, Chris, Stewart or Aaron. When he talks about my black strap-on he'll start moaning. That's when he gives himself away. His Hmmm is very distinctive.

He annoys more than anything because he makes a booking, then doesn't turn up.

I really want to say to him the next time he calls, and he will call again. 'I'm not a free masturbation service, bugger off.'

Alone

What’s a girl to do when her original plans for New Years get completely destroyed? Make her own fun of course.

I was lounging on the sofa, watching a movies and polishing off the last drops of a bottle of white wine when I was realise it was only 8.30pm and I was bored. My plans for seeing 2009 in with a good friend and a hearty orgasm had been squashed, so I was home alone and slightly pissed.

I got up and walked into my spare room. I use it as a dungeon and all my toys are in there. I switched on the lamps and picked up my medium butt plug, dug several pegs out the box, a ten metre piece of rope and a vibrator.

I took my pants off and I slid onto the well lubed butt plug; it stretched me and filled me making me quiver. Then I took the pegs, one on each nipple, my tight t-shirt holding them firm and pushing them down. Then I spread my legs and clipped the pegs to my moist lips, four on each side. The rope was threaded between my legs holding the butt plug in and looped round the pegs, holding me open. The ends pulled up and wrapped tightly around my torso, clamping my breasts tight.

I sat on the edge of the bed, feeling the butt plug push deeper. I rocked from side to side, feeling the plug massaging me from the inside. The pegs tight on my lips, tugging at me. I reached down with my fingers, running them along the tight skin. Sensations heightened but the tautness of the flesh. I ran them over my clit, sending a tremor down to my toes. I fingered it again…the shivers going deeper until I was a shaking mess laying with a arched spine on the bed.

I was in bed and asleep by 11pm. I had a lovely New Years alone, not quite what I’d had planned, but they say the unplanned things are sometimes the best.

Happy New Year...

... and general Seasons Greetings!

Is Cane Toad the only one who think my Christmas themed fingernails look like kiwi fruit?

Mannequin Porn

I work in a rather conservative environment so had to have a chuckle when I was getting a cup of tea the other day and saw a pile of off duty mannequins having a right old time. I was a bit jealous actually...they're getting more action than me.

Complex

Allow me tell you a tale, followed by a quiz.

There is a man. He's not a bad looking man and he is generally a happy go lucky kinda guy with a comfortable life. Ok, so he's single, but he has at least three f*ck buddies. Life is pretty good.

There is a girl, one of the buddies of the above mentioned man. She fulfils a need in the man, not only cooking him the odd meal and going to stupid movies, but she also dresses in latex and let him watch porn in her lounge. Life is OK for her too.

Now, when these two are making woopy, he can get pretty rough, she doesn't mind that too much. He will penetrate her and she'll get ohh so close to achieving a 'little death' but then he'll withdraw and finish himself manually. This happens everytime he goes in the front, but if he f*cks her arse, he finishes inside.


Now the questions:
Should the girl get a complex?
Does the guy have a problem?
Is the girl over thinking this?

Scent

The scent that comes at you before you even lay a finger on the smooth texture of the fabric, as soon as you open the wardrobe, the draw or the self sealing bag it is kept in. Have you stored it powered, or clean? If it’s powered, a light smell of baby powder with rise to greet you. Johnsons Baby Powder, a distinctive smell all of its own and the vaguely chemical smell mixed with the odour of innocence. If you chose to store in another brand of talc, you may be assailed by a more flowery smell combined with the rubbery scent that makes you weaken. Stored clean, then all you'll get is the over whelming smell of rubber. No talc, no imagined smell of purity.

Latex stored in powder will glide over your fingers when you touch. The hanging items can be freely stroked as your hand touches it, running quickly over the surface, sliding between the layers. Flat folded items, each layer will lie heavy on the other, a hand slid between these folds will feel the weight pressing down. If you chose to store clean, the natural tackiness will result in your fingers skipping over the outer surface, tripping, to get to the next sticky part.

You select a piece or pieces to wear. It may be a top, does it have arms? It may be a pair of trousers, tight or loose or even a skirt, simple A-line with a zip up the front. Will you be wearing gloves too? Each item will require careful donning. These trousers are not denim; you can't just drag them on with wild abandon. This is not a cardigan you can tug at. These are not work gloves with ridges for support. You'll want too dress quickly, but beware. A fingernail out of place may do damage, but only if you have long ones that shine with scarlet polish, if you a boy, then not so much to worry about. But first the talc you used to store with comes in handy. It will help the item flow over your skin, caressing you as it moves. If you stored clean, then talc before pulling on, hair plucked at this point will take away the pleasure of that first kiss of latex. Dress slowly, enjoy the moment. Draw it out and savour the moment as you would a fine wine or delicate morsel. Roll the scent that the stretching and heating releases around on your tongue, taste it as the air around you fills. Breath in deeply as it engulfs you.

If the initial touch of the glassy fabric didn't get into your head, then the freed essence will convince you, again, that this is for you, always.