Wishing you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy prosperous New Year. See you all in 2010.

Selina.

xx

This Saturday (and Sunday morning) you can enjoy a real sensational experience!
Edinburgh incalls by two delightful and imaginative ladies!
Crista and Selina will be offering duo appointments at a central location close to Princes Street
The ultimate Black and White fantasy!
Call soon if you would like to arrange a meeting, as this opportunity is only available this weekend! Come and meet two very feminine but raunchy ladies, who will enjoy playing with you, together.
Saturday until late and possibly Sunday, if you are early enough!

http://crista.moonfruit.com/
One on One also available

07789 583422

Things are getting exciting!

First of all, I have decided that as Christmas is getting closer, I would like to see my friends from my tours earlier this year one more Festive time before the holidays. So I have decided to go back and visit the places I have previously toured, between December 10-12, and December 15-20. More details of these new tours will be in the Touring section of my main website

And for those of you who are London based, some VERY exciting news. I have decided that from December 2nd, every Wednesday I will be offering in calls in a lovely hide-away in Notting Hill, all day until late! And from time to time, depending on other commitments, I may be there on a few other days of the week too.
Again, details will be updated on my main website, so keep looking in…!

(To be continued…)

Travel, I mean! I really am not a good traveller, I have decided

I have already described for you the horror flight that I had to take recently in that elongated Pringles tube that called itself an airplane and “hops” (huh! That’s what fluffy bunnies are supposed to do!) around the Channel Islands. Well I recently went back to Jersey to visit some of my friends and made sure that I was booked to fly on a proper sized aircraft – you know, one with a stewardess to serve a drink… one with the captain hidden in his cockpit up front where he should be… one where I am not sitting right next to a door that might fly open at any moment! I was sure that the journey would not be too trying, even though I much prefer to be firmly planted on terra-firma

How wrong can a girl be?

On the flight home, I noticed it was quite windy, but nobody thought to warn us that we would be flying headlong into a Tsunami that appeared to have gathered over Gatwick ready for our arrival! As we came in to land, the plane was rocking and rolling side to side like a fairground “attraction”. It was horrible. The wings were all over the place! And as we were coming right down on our final approach suddenly the engines screamed out loud and we shot up, up, up…. I thought I was on the Space Shuttle! And then we spent half an hour going around in a big circle being buffeted around in the wind like a stick on the surface of a stormy sea, while the captain explained to us that just as we were coming in to land, the aircraft in front had been so badly blown by the wind that one of it’s wing tips had actually touched the runway surface and been damaged – thus causing a major emergency scramble for the airport fire and medical services! And closing the runway –just as we were going to touch down!!

Well, hearing this certainly gave me added confidence for our chances of a safe landing when our turn eventually came about, so I was already to jump up and demand to be given a parachute and left to fend for my own survival! But at this point the (rather charming, I must say) young steward, who had been watching my knuckles getting whiter and whiter and the clumps of hair that I was tearing out in impotent frustration, decided that enough was enough and he slid quietly into the seat next to me and held my hand for the rest of the circling until we did eventually make it down onto land! Now that is what I call good service!

And no, I didn’t slip him my web-site address, although I would rather have liked to see him again!

(To be continued…)

I have been living in London for many years now, and I really love this great city of ours! At different times, I have enjoyed the retail therapy (what girl doesn’t?), the nightclubs, the theatres and music haunts as well as browsing around some of the quaint “villagey” areas that are still around. More recently, I have been living a little out of the centre where things aren’t quite so hectic for my family, and – to be truthful – where I am closer to the places I need to get to regularly every week for my “other” work

But I always try to be honest with myself and I am now ready to admit that I do rather miss the buzz of being “downtown” (as our American cousins like to call it), close to all the things that make London what it really is! Unfortunately, my “other” work does not involve me being a banker with big bonuses or an MP with access to extensive expense accounts, and so I am not right now in a position to move all of us into the West End – much though I would like to!

But what I have decided that I can do, is to find myself a little hide-away, close to an underground station, so that every now and then I can rush into town and get a little fix of the atmosphere and vibrations of the city!

And then it dawned on me… why not combine the two things I love and get the best of both worlds? Why shouldn’t I sometimes make use of my little hideaway for some incalls?

And so that is how it has happened that from next week I will be offering to take appointments in a lovely location in Notting Hill, most weeks on a Wednesday and possibly other times as well (depending on my other commitments)! I do hope that this will let me meet some great new friends – I really can’t wait!

(To be continued…)

I am just returned from my latest visit to Scotland to see all my lovely friends up in the North

but while I was there I did have a slightly tricky situation to deal with! And I don’t mean the daily hassle of sorting out the “real” calls from the “idiot” ones (who would ever believe that there are men who have time and money to make stupid, meaningless calls to Escorts, when they clearly have no intention of making a booking – and actually seem to have no idea of what Escorting is actually all about!!?? Sad individuals, I always think, who can get a thrill by wasting their time and money in this way!)

But now, I invite your opinions on how the following situation should have been best dealt with….

There I was, starting to entertain one of my regular friends, who had come to see me mid-afternoon at the hotel where I was staying. He is a lively and lovely chap (you know who you are!) and I was really looking forward to spending some time with him again!

I was dressed up in my most appropriate way, just how he likes, and we were settling down to enjoy our time together, and things were just starting to get rather interesting when our conversation was interrupted by an ear-shattering clanging bell, and the sound of distant “whoop whoop” sirens. Yep, that’s right – the hotel fire alarm had been triggered!!

Now this fire alarm thing hasn’t happened to me often – only twice before. And on each occasion, it soon turned out to be a false alarm. No harm done and no inconvenience to anyone, really but this time the bells went on ringing and ringing and ringing. So eventually I decided that maybe it was a serious alarm and we decided that we should follow the instructions that were being shouted over megaphones (well it sounded like that) and we decided that we would have to vacate and go to the car park with everyone else and at this point someone banged on the door! Good service actually, that the hotel would send a staff person to run up and down making sure we were all out and safe, I thought… (Even though I have no idea who it actually was who caused my feeling of spontaneous gratitude! Might have been a terrified guest, I suppose!!)
But whatever and whomever, the effect was to make us feel the need to dash out to the safety if the car park as quickly as possibly.

Now, here is the bit that needs your input…

I am dressed in a “boudoir” type of outfit… My gentleman friend had lost his trousers somewhere and really didn’t have much of an outfit on at all! But nevertheless we quickly gathered as much dignity as we could and ran outside in case we might otherwise burn to death!

Standing in the car park, I wondered how many people were looking at me, wondering who I was… a lady who looked like a slightly rumpled lingerie model! My gentleman had been able to pull on some basics and looked disheveled but normal – if you believe that people look as though they have only just got out of bed at 4pm in the afternoon, in a hotel car park!

The fire alarm apparently was caused by something in the hotel kitchen – chip pan or something like that I suppose. But as it was a real fire situation, they then started to do a roll call! And while this was going on my gentleman was spotted by someone who knew him and engaged in conversation…!!

So…  What would you have done?

Lingerie model, together with -
Disheveled Gentleman who was officially unrecorded by the hotel but going to be checked off, and -
Friend of said gent, wondering what he was doing there, and -
Me, urgently needing to get my gent back to the room to at least collect his clothes!

The world of escorting is fraught with the unexpected, I have to say!

That’s why it is such fun!!

(To be continued….)

Cup of coffee in hand… sit back… hands poised…
I have broken away from the pre-weekend domestic drudgery to pop in to my Blog and let you all know that on Tuesday I am going to be off on my travels again!

I am going back up North to visit my lady and gentlemen friends in Scotland. Inverness here I come! And Perth!! These are two northern towns that I have discovered to be extremely hospitable and friendly places, and I have made some super friends in both locations whom I have promised to visit on as regular a basis as I can manage. So I will be away from London this Tuesday until Saturday.

For those of you in the south, although I am away next week, I am certainly available both this weekend and next (when I have returned), so don’t hesitate to give me a call if you are interested in getting together.

And thinking of Scotland has reminded me of a previous visit when I got together with my friend Crista! I shall amuse you with the story soon!

(To be continued…)

Well, as I told you, I was away last weekend. I had the pleasure of going to visit some friends in the Channel Islands, and while I was there I was able to catch up with some of my contacts.

But I have to say that I have only just managed to calm down and return to normal, after my journey between the islands!

Let me tell you about the experience from Hell…

A friend of mine who knows the Channel Islands quite well (wink, wink! Ha, bloody Ha!) advised me that the best thing to do would be to jump on to the “local bus” between the islands… just a quick 15 minute ride, no stress, no panic… easy! So I agreed… and I did.

NOTHING has ever put me into such a near Death state as that. Terry Pratchett could not have written the scenario better! I am sure that the pilot had a scythe with him in his hand baggage!!

As a result I will now doubt the joys of travel for the rest of my life! Why would ANYONE want to sit (voluntarily) in a thin metal tube painted yellow, narrower than a nice comfortable car, and allow someone to fire it into the air ? Where is the joy in that?

Airplanes simply do not have individual seats each with a door next to them, opening into… nothing. Not in my book! A girl could be seriously compromised by falling out, for Gawd’s sake – if I had known I would have worn my tart’s underwear so that at least I would have had a chance to do some advertising on the way down!

No, but seriously, could they not see in my expression that I hate heights, suffer from claustrophobia, and don’t like flying at the best of times?? Sympathy??? Not a chance! Everyone seemed to think I would enjoy the views during the “flight”. In fact I sat with my head buried between my knees and I am so grateful to the couple behind me who each placed a hand on my shoulder to encourage me as I sought to find my salvation…

Why, oh why, would anyone want to travel in such a contraption?

I now have serious RESPECT for Louis Bleriot and the other pioneers who made flights in machines of papier mache, string and glue. Ad as for those early Hollywood films where the ladies end up dancing on the wings of bi-planes while they fly over Los Angeles – pass the bucket!

It is my confirmed intention to write to the airline in question and demand that they refund me the price of the ticket… no amount of fuel, wages and airport taxes can ever make  up for the trauma from which I am now having to recover!

And for the lovely gentleman who met me shortly after this mind-altering experience, I say a heartfelt “thank you” for being sympathetic, and not laughing at me (as all my friends have done)

Travel – humbug!

To be continued…

So now I have caught up with all my domestic chores, and the Blog is up an running

Anyway, despite all this I have just decided that am going to make another quick tour this weekend coming. I never used to do “tours” but this summer I decided that the time had come to expand my horizons, so to speak.
In fact, this is a double whammy! I also have an occasional job working with overseas visitors to our country, so having a good knowledge of different places and different hotels can only be helpful, can’t it?

So I am away again for four days at the end of this week. I am looking forward to the break, and will of course spend my time expanding my knowledge of Great Britain
and, I hope, expanding my acquaintance with some fantastic Great Britons!

(To be continued…)

Well, now,  at last I am sitting at my computer having dealt with all those minor details that create a proper weekend, and wondering how to start my new Blog??

Minor details? You know, cooking numerous meals for untold numbers of friends and family, cleaning strange and slightly sinister marks off of surfaces that should by all reasonable standards be quite clean but somehow never are, wondering about the amount of washing that one fairly small (nuclear?) family can create, and drawing satisfaction from tasks such as ironing (to starch or not to starch…?), washing up and re-potting a couple of surprised plants that have stood in placid ignorance on a window ledge all summer…
Add to that list any other chores you can think of and I reckon I have been there doing that, this weekend… Well, I suppose I have to catch up after quite a bit of touring recently and now that the University term has started again, I need to create some more personal time for studying….

But it is a good point, isn’t it? How best to start a new Blog? I have had a Blog previously,  and enjoyed creating it, but I have to admit that for a lot of reasons, life got a bit in the way of my attempts at being a world-class author and the first Blog slowed down and eventually stalled! But now that I have launched my new website (by the way, I hope you all like the new style and appearance – and my new photos) I thought it would be a good idea to start a new Blog.

So here it is – and here I am!

I hope that together with my new site, this Blog will give you a little glimpse of my life and my thoughts about all sorts of things. Perhaps we will end up chatting about some interesting topics! I hope so… after all, we seem to be living in interesting times…. not only are we having to cope with a major recession and some extraordinary political times, but it seems that our little world of Ladies and Gentlemen is being questioned by Harriet Harman (who, in my opinion, is being a mouthpiece for a feminist agenda that seems to be lurking nastily somewhere in the background).

I hate to say it (I never used to consider myself as a wildly political animal!) but nothing I have read in the press gives me any confidence that our politicians have the foggiest idea what they are talking about when they start to get on their high horses about PunterNet etc etc. Hopefully, with an election coming, it will all die down and the uninformed twits will disappear. Unless of course the next Government takes a similar view…. Isn’t it a shame that our political agenda seems to consider the legal status of  “Ladies Like Me” as being just as important as the economy, global warming and banker’s bonuses! (Hmmm…. actually maybe I don’t want to knock Banker’s Bonuses… I may have a vested interest – Hee Hee!).

Anyway, enough musing…  Time for bed, as I have to get up early to make sure that “heir No 2″ is off to school on time and looking smart.

And Hola Blog! Cheers to the future!!

(to be continued…)