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A WOMAN IN A BAR

I was sat having gin and a glass of red with a couple of small plates of expensive but delicious food at the bar of a restaurant in the Bellagio Hotel. I’m staying there on my post-retirement poker break in Vegas.

NOT A SEX WORKER

She’s not a sex worker; she’s part of the wide circle of people I am lucky enough to connect with on Twitter. As I have with a few from there, we agreed to meet up in real life; an evening of Tapas, red wine and what became a wide-ranging discussion about life, family, and food.… Read More »

PRETTY AS A PICTURE (sinful sunday)

I am neither artist nor art critic but I love works where a single, well drawn line or a few brush strokes hint at the beauty of a scene and invite us to fill in the rest of the picture ourselves. This image does that for me.

LIKE AN OLD FRIEND

I met with the delightful creature that is Miss Lilly Watson recently. It seemed like it had been ages since we had been together, and I had missed her soft, sweet smile. I’d missed a lot of other things about her too. She was just as I remembered her. Beautiful, warm, fantastically affectionate and adventurously… Read More »

A DUNGEON FOR MISS HARDY (sinful sunday)

Some of my most memorable times with sex workers have been when I’ve been able to give someone an experience they haven’t had before. I don’t even mean just kinky experiences; Lilly’s trip to Cirque Du Soleil, and Elita’s first visit to the Royal Opera House were wonderful too.

WHEN ONLY THE SPIRIT IS WILLING

Were a sex worker to tell you that you had a nice cock, you might perhaps, have two reactions, one negative, one positive. The negative reaction might go: “I’m paying her to make me feel good, so I should dismiss this well meaning flattery!” Alternatively, were you all post coitally glass-half-full, you might think: ”… Read More »

HOT IN HOXTON

Hoxton. Is that a place name to excite the mind and set the nerve ends tingling? I guess, unless you live in London, it will carry no recognition at all. And yet in Hoxton in East London, close enough to the financial district for straying city types, is found The Hoxton Dungeon Suite, one of… Read More »

OVER MY SHOULDER (sinful sunday)

So, I wasn’t going to do a Sinful Sunday. I was just back from holiday with no kinky image and the theme of “camera in shot” seemed a bit techy for me, more one designed for ‘actual’ photographers. But in the end I gave it a go.

FAMILY – confessions

Well that was emotional. We’re in wonderful little Spanish restaurant near my brother’s cave house, an hour or so from Alicante. We’ve had a few beers earlier, and are now on to an excellent local red. The food is wonderful, as it always is at this place.

“I REALLY ENJOYED YOU”

I suspect that, at least to some extent, we all hope for the same thing; we men-who-see-sex-workers; we clients. I suspect we all hope to leave something behind that goes beyond  the rumpled sheets, the condoms and the wet bathroom towels; something to separate the time she spent with us from the time she spent with someone… Read More »