May 20th, 2009 by admin

I was most recently contacted by a very nice gentleman who wanted the pleasure of my company for the whole night. I was happy to oblige and details were exchanged and confirmed.

So off I set to the hotel out of London and upon arrival texted to say I am here and proceeded to make my way up to the room. I entered (oh yes more puns as promised………….) the lift and got into a conversation with the waiter there who was carrying a tray of very tempting looking petit-fours. I was staring at these yummies and my mouth was watering and I therefore became somewhat distracted.

The lift stopped at my floor, the waiter bid me Good Evening and as I stepped out I bumped into a rather nice looking man about to get into the lift. I paused and looked at him, thinking is this my client and he likewise seemed to hesitate and looked at me. However, with the waiter hovering in the lift it all seemed very quick and awkward and as neither of us prompted the other by saying……….. Is it YOU?, so I carried on and he got into the lift and apparently another conversation took place about the afore-said petit-fours!  Pour waiter!

I stood in the corridor and pondered. I thought I am sure that is Him and likewise going down (oh yes, got to get another one in Alex) in the lift Mr X realised that I had just passed him!

So after an embarrassing start we greeted each other formally when Mr X came out of the lift and found me still standing there!

So after a quick glass of wine in the room, we headed down to dinner in the hotel.

Just approaching the restaurant and who passes us? The waiter from the lift! He must have thought to himself, how odd as some 20 minutes ago these two did not know each other!

Consuming a bottle of wine over dinner, our spirits lifted (not the only thing lifting that night either!) and we were having a real chuckle as one does on a good night out. Before we knew it we were the only ones left in the restaurant and we were laughing so much that suddenly a waiter came over and suggested that we might like to retire to the bar! Oops – thrown out of the restaurant, oh well.

We decided against the bar and instead headed up to the room, where Mr X had left a nice bottle of champagne on ice for us. No sooner had we opened that and sat down to savour the first taste then suddenly, would you believe it, but the damn hotel alarm starts sounding off! Now you know that point where you wait and think is it a false alarm? Well, we waited and waited and it did not stop so we left the room and headed down to reception where sure enough people, guests and staff were accumulating.

I thought I could smell smoke on the way down and said this to Mr X, but I think it was my wild imagination with a combination of alcohol!

So there we were stood in reception with more bemused guests, some of whom had come down without any shoes on! I thought how fortunate that I had not been in one of my well, erm uniforms!

After standing there for a while, Mr X decided we should head out to the pub over the road, which we did. A drink or so later, and we headed back to the hotel and all was clear!

Now God only knows what was going on in that area that night, but after we had settled down to sleep (yes eventually!) well there were some really loud bangs and these kept going on most of the night! It was like shots firing or something else, but they were rather noisy!

So all in all it was a most eventful night what with mistaken identity, being thrown out of the restaurant, alarms going off and bangs in the night.

More tales from my life as an escort to follow in due course!

Love
Alexandra

May 10th, 2009 by admin

Last week I had the pleasure of being booked by a nice chappie I had met before and travelled some distance out of London.

I knew the criteria for the meeting was all my PVC clothing and hence also my bondage gear, handcuffs, whips etc etc (the list is somewhat endless) and of course it goes without saying that the necessaries are always in my possession too …………wipes,condoms……..

I arrived to the said location, a hotel out in the countryside on a bright warm sunny day. There was a restaurant/bar attached with outdoor seating. There was a group of chaps enjoying their beers out there.

Upon arrival I get a call from my client informing me of his pending arrival, timed perfectly with mine. We proceeded to chat and joke on the phone and whilst doing so I was checking something in my case.

Now being rather engrossed in my conversation which was getting more lurid, I failed to realise that I had not zipped it up properly.

I locked the car, put the case into pulling motion (oh yes – got to include at least one pun here haven’t I?) and set off in full view of the drinkers watching me…………

Suddenly, my case bursts open and what falls out………..yes you’ve guessed it. Whips, PVC dress, PVC gloves, baby wipes, thigh high leather boots…………… all splattered on the floor……………

I hastily tried to cram it all back in (why is it that things go easily into a case first time but never again?) and this amid some very amusing glances from the drinking chaps.

Suddenly one of them dashes over (a knight in shining armour?) and offers to help me re-pack. Mmmmm me thinks he has an ulterior motive and sure enough he did, but let’s just say he got my number and I might be heading up that way again!

More blogs of more true tales to follow in due course.

Hope you are all having a lovely weekend.
Alexandra xx

May 2nd, 2009 by admin

To my delight I am heading off to the BFI Southbank today and I am jumping for joy as they are holding a James Bond exhibition this weekend and the best part is that the original cars from the movies are on display along the Southbank!

A fleet of 8 Bond cars will be there including a 1937 Phantom III Rolls-Royce, a Lotus Espirit and a variety of Aston Martins heavily armed with gadgets and weapons – SFX specialists will be on hand to demonstrate some of the very special extras!

I am truly a Bond fan and love all the films with all the espionage and gadgets, special effects and stunts and particularly love the many one liners that come from those movies and all the sexual undertones and inuendoes! I would have loved to be a Bond girl so today I might just be able to have a little fantasy indulgement!

Later on this evening there are going to be numerous games where one can use ones supposed secret agent skills and there’s a pretend casino. I am really looking forward to it and even feel like dressing up like a Bond girl!

My favourite was Ursula Andress who stepped out of the sea that day in a bikini – I think she looked truly stunning and of course the hourglass figure was favoured in those days! Now I don’t think it wise that I turn up looking like that though as I might end up being kidnapped by the other side!

So Bond Girl Alexandra here signing off.

Shaken but not stirred.

May 1st, 2009 by admin

Two days ago I received an outcall booking and as a lady who does not divulge intimate details (some things should be kept behind closed doors) I will only say that the gentleman in question requested the pleasure of my company at his luxurious office located very close to a superb shopping centre.

So upon arrival and following very good instructions, I parked my car in the centre car park. I got a bit cross when trying to find a space as a fool was coming down the wrong way on his mobile phone and took my space! Instead of entering into an altercation with him (what’s the point I thought) I mentioned it in passing to the driver parking his car next to mine. He seemed very happy to engage in a conversation with me and immediately referred to me as “Darling”, more than once I hasten to add! He then left and I (as I always do) checked myself in the mirror, adjusted my stockings etc, ensured I am looking my best and set off. Just as I was about to do this, I hear a voice from the aforesaid car parked next to mine and assumed it was the same driver who had returned. But no, it was not! It was another man (clearly his friend) who struck up a conversation with me by saying “You look very nice” !!! I commented how friendly the people were in this area and then asked him for the way out to the shopping centre as my client had suggested we meet there.

This man then suggested he escort (ok I know, I know, more puns as usual!) me there and on the way he fired questions at me as follows:

Q. Are you married?
A. No.
Q. Do you have a boyfriend?
A. Do you need to know that?
Q. Yes I would like to take you out.
A. Laughter.
Q. Come on, please give me your number, I want to take you out.
A. No thanks.

By this time, I am becoming somewhat nervous as I am aware my client is waiting for me and think to myself, how inappopriate would it be to be seen arriving with another man!

So, I think to myself, think quick Alexandra and as follows:

Q. Come on, give me your number, I’d love to take you out.
A. No good, I am a lesbian.

On that note, his face dropped and there was a speedy exit.

I recalled the whole funny story to my client and we did have a chuckle over it I have to say! Two hours later when I returned to my car, the other car had gone fortunately. I had a gorgeous bunch of flowers in my hand, a gift from the lovely gentleman who booked me, but I guess I would have lied if the stranger was around and said I had bought them for my girlfriend!

I wish you all a wonderful Bank Holiday Weekend.
Love
Alexandra xx