A Night to Remember

What a glorious weekend! I don't think I'll ever grow out of Halloween madness. I managed to grace a few parties with my presence, drank an offensive amount of vodka and managed to stay completely upright. I think walking in heels does wonders for your balance. Party number 2 was my favourite, due to the very sexy man who caught my attention. He had the type of stare that makes your stomach flip and your breath catch in your throat. In my opinion, you don't see that often enough.

Another thing that quite delighted me was getting asked for ID to go into a bar. That doesn't happen very often these days, and I don't usually carry it with me! I haven't felt the need to lie about my age to clients before; I still have a few years left of my 20s and consider myself to be in my prime. Although, I can't help but wonder if I'll eventually be bumped by the spritely young things emerging onto the scene. Some agencies advertise young escorts (over 18, thank goodness), and I know a lot of guys like their girls under 21. Should I be worried? Should I start shaving off the years as I approach 30? Do you think mental age counts?!

Needing some TLC today to recover from my antics; I'd better get pampering so I can be somebody's princess.

Brooke x

Calm Before the Storm

I had a very quiet weekend, which is probably a good thing because things are going to get very busy from now until the New Year. As people get into the festive spirit, there are more parties for me to accompany them to, and more reason for people to treat themselves. Just wrap me up in a big bow and put me under the tree!

I'd better give myself a good pamper today, as I don't know when I'll next get the chance...

Brooke x

Glitz

You can never attend too many swanky parties. I'm particularly looking forward to this one, however my date is going to be busy entertaining so I'll just be floating around! Just call me social butterfly. I have a new dress, am getting my hair done this afternoon and am ready to make some jaws drop.

Brooke x

That Friday Feeling

Ah, here it is again - that Friday feeling! I have a couple of parties planned and a sexy halloween outfit lined up. I'll have to fill you in on Monday because I have a lot to do...

Have fun!

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

Crazy Weekend

My weekend was an insane string of the kind of parties your mother wouldn't want you to go to, I feel more rough than words can describe.

Energy please...

Brooke x

A Great Success

I could tell how well last night went. I'm at a really great stage in my life/career at the moment because I only need to see a handful of clients now, and they're usually regulars (or at least have met me before). That eliminates any risk of me not being their type - I know that these men want me and I know what they want.

I know I've blown my own trumpet a few times about my blowing skills, but I think I exceeded my own expectations last night! I hope he doesn't mind me using direct quotes, but a few words thrown about were "incredible", "perfect" and "wow (x3)". This was all after the initial few minutes of speechlessness! I can't get enough of it, delicious.

This man also found my weak spot, which I would never disclose willingly. If a man kisses me here, I'm completely at his mercy and would probably agree to anything - it's ridiculous! As I don't meet with my blog readers I suppose it's safe to tell you: the area at the back of my neck at top of my shoulders. Having it kissed, licked, blown on... it turns me to jelly! He must've been able to tell the effect it had on me, I can act but I can't stop my body from responding. It was heaven.

Excited about the weekend, I have a couple of parties in town. Maybe you'll see me, but you'll never know!

Enjoy,

Brooke x