Back in London

Had you all been wondering if I'd fallen off the face of the earth? I might have teetered on the edge, but I'm still here! I must apologize; hadn't anticipated the lack of internet access where I went on holiday. I'm now back in London for the foreseeable future, so back to the grind (of pelvises). You'd be amazed at what images are conjured up in my head during hours of sun-bathing... can't wait to act out some of my fantasies!

I have been quite virginal for the past fortnight; already have a booking lined up for tomorrow so he'll be in for a tight treat ;)

Sun + relaxation + copious amounts of wine = happy Brooke!

Love to you x

Relaxed and Happy

Ahhh, that was lush. Luckily, the sun in London is keeping my holiday blues at bay, but I had the most amazing time abroad. If only I were rich enough to own an apartment in all of the great cities... I'll now take a day to recover and sort my life out, then back to the grind (pun intended).

Brooke x

A Place in the Sun...

I'm afraid I'm going to leave you for a few days... I know it will be lovely and warm in London, but I'm heading to an even hotter place to spend the weekend! Time to pack my polka dot bikini and sniff out the nearest Margarita.

Back soon,

Brooke x

Back Soon!

Sorry I haven't had time to post for a few days, had a bit of drama and only just got back to London! I'll fill you in tomorrow, as I still have some pretty juicy details to share from Thursday night...

Brooke x

Already?!

Wow, the weekend came round quickly this week. My body clock is hugely confused after too many late nights and lie-ins over Christmas, and lately I've had no idea what day of the week it is - none of that matters outside London! Now I'm back to real life, I'd better get with the programme...

Friday night means drinks at a swanky bar with one of my regulars. Miraculously I've managed to avoid any festive weight gain, so I think I'll be daring and pour myself into a black skintight number. Santa bought me some new satin lingerie (the old perv) so that will do nicely; all that's left is to keep the rain of my hair!

I'm finally starting to feel energetic, and pretty horny. Should be a good date...

Have a great weekend,

Brooke x

Two Dates?

You'll be glad to hear that I'm feeling a bit chirpier today, despite the vile weather and non-waterproof shoes I'm wearing.

I need to make a decision about this weekend; usually I only do 2 or 3 appointments per week and can still maintain a fairly normal social life. I know that some escorts need to meet several men a night to make ends meet and I'm glad I haven't had to go down that route... I've heard that some girls don't even shower between bookings though, which is pretty icky. Come on ladies, how would you like it?!

Anyway, I digress. I've been asked to do two appointments in one day - afternoon and evening. Neither is one that I want to turn down, but it would mean hotfooting it from one side of London to the other; do I give both of these gentlemen what they want or do I stick to my usual principles and make one wait until the next time he's in town? Of course, I would make full use of the shower facilities before date 2!

What's a girl to do?

Brooke x

Grumpy Brooke

Why am I so grumpy lately? I don't like me like this. I went on a date last night but didn't want to be there, no fun. I just wanted to be lazy and sit at home watching Family Guy with my flatmate.

Usually when things don't go the way I want them to, I stamp my pretty little feet and things are soon fine - it's not that I always get my own way, but I see a silver lining in everything so with a bit of perspective I'm back to feeling like the luckiest girl in London. Recently, this isn't working for me so much; I still have a sweet life compared to the most of the world, but I'm not enjoying it like I used to.

I hope this is just a phase/hormones - it's only been a couple of weeks. Perhaps I just need some retail therapy.

Brooke x

Down

I'm feeling a bit down today. Maybe it's just Monday blues, or maybe I'm missing parts of my life that I left behind. I feel like I left a lot of ends untied and that unsettles me - I don't even know if it's too late to go back now.

I don't know if I could readdress those things and keep my life the same in London - would I have to sacrifice one thing to make time for another? Would I be willing to give any of it up?

Sorry I can't be more specific, but this is what's on my mind today. My weekend was pretty uneventful, nothing to report there... I'll try to be extra filthy later in the week to make up for it!

Brooke x

Meh

Is it Friday already? I think I used up all my excitement bouncing around my flat last night. I couldn't get to sleep for ages, then dreamed about a couple who propositioned me recently. They didn't even know what I do for a living, but the woman beckoned me over with a manicured finger and fed me champagne while her and her beau flirted with me. I could have gone to play with them, but my mind is quite occupied at the moment.

I'm going to a pretty London market so I can daydream without feeling too useless.

Have a super weekend,

Brooke x

Love my City

There are down sides to living in London. The other day I had to use the tube quite a lot, and when I came home my nose was full of soot, blackening my tissue. Gross. You can't sit in the park or in a beer garden without at least one tramp asking for spare change - I'm happy to buy them food or water, but unless you give them a financial advisor that money is usually squandered. There's bubblegum on the pavements and road rage and of course the living cost is much more than the rest of the UK.

Despite all that, you can't deny that London is brilliant. There's so much opportunity, diversity, more colours and sounds and smells than you can take in at once. There's always parties going on all night long, and the whole city seems to hum with excitement. Or is that just me?

Sure, I feel down some days. But I'd rather do that here than anywhere else.

Brooke x

Unexpected, but welcome...

In an unexpected but welcome surprise, the barman is in London this weekend. It's a good job I don't have a client booked for tonight, he's told me to keep it free and wear a nice dress - I'm intrigued...

We're putting up Christmas decorations tomorrow, hooray! This is where my childish side comes out and the girls like me considerably less for blasting Christmas songs throughout the flat. I'll probably be blogging less over the Christmas period because I have lots of places to go. That's one of the downsides of the festive season - divorce is rife, which means trekking all over the country to visit everyone! Sad. I hope that when I get married, it will be for life.

Brooke x

I'm home!

Hey,

I'm back in London! Did you miss me? I'm looking brown and relaxed, I feel so much better. Everything was getting a bit tense just before I left, but it seems to have calmed down while I was gone.

Cyprus was a flurry of cocktails, sunshine, dancing on the bar and fine cuisine. You can't ask for much more really. I didn't have a holiday fling (boring) - the resort was fairly quiet and the standard of men wasn't particularly enticing! I did see the barman yesterday though, still not sure what's going on there. I might have had a few sordid fantasies about him during my lazy afternoons on the sun lounger...

First booking is tonight, actually someone new but he looks like a bit of a silver fox in his photo. Let's get back into the swing of things!

Brooke x