The ramblings and thoughts of a professional escort currently on the game in Ireland.
I pride myself on having lovely lingerie, matching lingerie I might add. Lovely make up, a clean sweet lady garden, neatly trimmed, manicured nails and a pleasing personality. But as I sit here before my computer, trying to resist the urge to bang my head on the marble countertop, with the will to live slowly ebbing from my soul, I am at a lost to begin to explain why yet again another pair of my knickers has gone missing? It boggles the sane mind, why someone would steal my panties. ...
Updated 10-06-10 at 20:56 by Violette