Ive always had a high sex drive, its something that has occupied my mind since a relatively young age, reading Heathers blog made me think about my own first experience which was at the illegal age of 14, it didn’t feel like that though, I was physically mature with a generous bust similar to my size now, mentally immature I certainly was it was more like a game, sneaking down the woods making dens to have our illicit little sessions in, hiding under the bedclothes when my boyfriends mother thought we were upstairs listening to Abba, which we certainly were, pounding away to “Does your mother know!”
God I hate to think of how young I was and feel sad when I hear of youngsters having early sex lives, but I loved it, dont regret it but would hate to think if I had a daughter, she would repeat it, hypocritical I know.
Since escorting my libido is even higher I suppose the more you have the more you want! I find I appreciate men even more than I ever did and look upon every age group now with sexual tinted spectacles, older men that I hadn’t had the pleasure before escorting are becoming more and more desirable by the day the same with the younger variety, although I dont tend to see men under 25, unless they come across as exceptionally mature.
While out with friends last night pubbing, I kept feeling my eyes drawn to the fly area of different males, my mind wandering wondering how they like to be pleasured, I feel highly charged at the moment…. feel like I could write some real pornographic stuff… better go and put some bromide in my tea.

 Whilst being healthy and  walking through the fields today I came across a field full of ewes must have been about 30 or so, some with huge red blotches of paint on them some with bright blue, mainly on their lower backs but the occasional one had the colour all over their faces and heads. Sitting exhausted at opposite ends of the fields were the two rams, with their raddles (the paint blocks) tied like huge strap-ons round their bodies with the paint like a massive cod piece underneath. Which led me to think how lucky us humans are, imagine us ladies had a huge blotch of colour on our backs, fronts, heads, everytime we had been mated or performed oral on a guy. In this profession, The Rolling Stones “Shes like a rainbow” springs to mind!
This is what I like about my work, I love living in the countryside, but with easy access to London for the majority of my bookings and shopping, hardly any distance at all.
The countryside is wonderful too in the summer, rolling in the hay, oooh arrrrh us country wenches sure know how to perform well in a haystack, cant wait, Im definately going to consider a roll in the hay with clients in the summer, nothing nicer than the feeling of straw on your bare bottom, bottle of hoppy ale, and a pair of strong thighs pushing you deeper into the hay….ooh im getting all unnecessary now… roll on sunshine!