Cassandra

So that time of year had finally rolled about.
I was beginning to look less Cho Chang and more Naomi, The daffodils were in bloom, the young men were a 'honking. Summertime was near.
It was also almost an entire year since I had begun working as an escort "properly".

And what had I learnt? Well the language of sex is universal no doubt. Politics are everywhere...and ribbed condoms? Not for my pleasure, not for anyone's pleasure unless their vagina is made out of steel.

I don't know what to say really, I had a blast.

Between Hitting some Clubbing Gold in the rarest of places and 2 months in the Sunny South with Irish Bradley and TV China Doll...


Yeah Actually that was Mad. Working only about 15 minutes from each other, going out end of every "working week", and goddam do those Country boys know how to fuck. I think it's the spuds and all that hay bailing :P The gals weren't bad either.

It was the week before one of our party was heading back to Dublin and we were hanging out in one of the more popular clubs

She had the sort of figure that made your lips quiver, dressed in polka dots and some Sinister heels. Never had the phrase "Come hither" meant much to me but It was all in her eyes, reckon she was on a Katy Perry phase but I won't pretend to mind. There was much flirting , or rather, discussion of shoes. Then with the drinks.

It was kinda annoying trying to steal a kiss only to feel the eyes of every Rogan-bearded guy up in there following us. I wont pretend to mind , She lit up a Silk Cut in a way that made me more than Wet. The Night wove on, the drinks flowed freely .Song after song by bands You Probably Haven't Heard Of played and played. When the lights brightened up to signal the end ; We slipped away to do the same.

Yep. That was a real good day.

Don't think for a second I just ditched the guys like some stone cold bitch. Uh uh. They were well preoccupied. China was getting her Liu Wen on, bathing in the somewhat confused attentions of fella's all about .( Glass Closet - I get it now :P)

And Bradley...Well Irish Bradley is a total Man Whore but I guess that goes without saying :P

I can't believe how things kicked off once Ms. BridgetteTV arrived to take up her residency, It seemed as though she brought half of Dublin with her. Her enthusiasm infected mine, and I wont lie. I began to stay up late (oooh) drinking Ariel afterhours with the silliest of smiles on my face.

And why wouldn't I? I had become acquainted with the signature move of so many fine Gents that summer.That's what I love about y'all, Dear Clients.

It's the same act right?

Yet everyone just has that one move, similar to an inflection of speech, that only they can do.
Can I help it if I just love the dance, if I don't care for politics or random online Fist-a-Cuffs? Nope.That ain't me for me. But

Knocking Knee's,Rocking the boat, Shiver my Timbers? Yes says I. Yes indeed.


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