Thursday, 18 March 2010
Laments and London
Good evening and greetings from Central London.
First things first, thanks to all who sent messages and emails about the unsavoury character I met the other day in Glasgow. I'm absolutely fine, I'm just very glad things turned out as they did. I decided to report him to the authorities for a number of reasons. I am a tall and strong lady who was able to push him off but he was so full of anger that I can't help thinking, "What if the lady he had booked had been relatively new, not to mention small and slight ?" It doesn't bear thinking about. I am also quite ... erm ... "vocal", so I don't want to think about what would happen if he met a shy retiring lady. Finally, I don't want to think about what would have happened if the buzzer hadn't gone, which threw him off course. Ok, onwards and upwards, if we were all to dwell on the "what might have been", I'm sure we'd go stir crazy.
I arrived in London today and made it to my hotel at about 12, which was a good thing too as I had a 4 hour extended lunch date booked for 12.15. The gentleman concerned is a guy I've been speaking to online for quite a while and we were both looking forward to meeting each other very much. I think it's fair to say we both had a brilliant afternoon. Our first port of call was Coco De Mer, an erotic shop in Soho, where he had ( he said ) an item of interest to show me. Nothing could have prepared me for what it was - a butt plug with a clock on the circular handle.
We pondered the purpose of that for a while, "clockwatching" is frowned upon with ladies of negotiable virtue and besides, how would she twist around to read the time unless she was a contortionist ? No, we came to the conclusion that it must be for the other party. ( I'm trying to be PC here, after all it could be two males ). But why would the other party need to view the time ? Rather helpfully, the shop assistant informed us that it is "for the man has everything". Right, that's Dad's Christmas present sorted then. I'll leave it on his doorstep and run.
From our brief delve into kinky indulgences we went to lunch, my absolute favourite, steak with bearnaise sauce and all the trimmings, it was delish. Finally, we went back to the hotel and had some fun. It's wonderful when you feel so totally comfortable with someone that you can just lounge about the bed chatting and laughing whilst wearing your birthday suit in between bouts of eroticisim.
So, all in all it's been an absolutely fantastic day, with more on the cards for tomorrow. On that note I'm off to twitter to find some willing person to take me to the London Dungeons tomorrow. I am absolutely feckin' determined, I'm going this time.