Friday, 26 February 2010

Questions and Answers

I'm really enjoying answering the questions posed on the new "Ask me anything" form, God only knows where you guys get your inspiration from, haha. Anyway, here are some I've done recently, enjoy.

Ever had police hassles?

Not at all, remember what I do is quite legal. :)

If you were a man for a single day, what's the thing you want to experience as a male? And would you see an escort and enjoy sex in a man's point of view?

The first thing I'd want to check out is if it's really true that men think about sex as often as they are reported to. So I would set myself the task of walking through the park on a beautiful summer's day when all the ladies are in tight tops and shorts and see if every second thought was sexual.

After that I think I'd book a session with an escort and have a mind blowing fuck, I'd love to experience what it's like to cum as a man, I do enjoy strap on fun with my guys, but I'm willing to bet it's not quite the same. ;)

Remember you saying you used to hang around the same haunts as Bono & Edge. Were you into that Punk scene that they and Virgin Prunes came out of?

Certainly not, my father would kill me with his bare hands. I was a goth for a short while until I decided it was boring and there are only so many times you can dance to "Lovecats" whilst looking pained.

I did attempt to leave the house with blue lipstick on once, but the manic laughter from my father was enough to convince me it wasn't such a good idea. Besides, it made my teeth look orange.

No, I was part of the "beautiful people", for which read idiots, who hung around Lillie's Bordello trying to look aloof and sexy. I cringe now when I think of it. In my defence, when I go back home and pay a visit to memory lane it gives me some comfort to note the same people in the same places still trying to look cool, which is made considerably harder when they can't move their foreheads due to an over enthusiastic botox session.

Has anyone who knows you in a "civilian" capacity ever accidentally booked you as an escort...or any near misses that you skillfully avoided?

In my former home town and under my former name, I had a lot of emails from locals looking to book some fun, but because it was such a small town I declined. Ironic really, because when I was "outed" the people that shouted the loudest should have looked at their own husbands before criticising me.

On a more flippant note, one sleepy Sunday morning I opened the door of a parlour to my former history teacher. We both nearly died and had a very awkward conversation ..

"I don't think I should erm ... "

"No, there are other ladies upstairs anyway."

"Fine. I'd be very grateful if you didn't erm... "

"It goes without saying."

I resisted the urge to ask the lady who saw him what his particular "thing" was, because I don't think I could have coped with the answer. :)


LL xx

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