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New Boudoir

Hello! I hope you had a lovely bank holiday despite the bad weather and that the thought of going back to work tomorrow isn’t too dreary a prospect!

It’s been just over a month now since I’ve relocated to Bayswater, so I think it’s about time to reveal my new boudoir! I’ve still got a four poster bed on order but apart from that I’ve settled in nicely (the old bed is fine but I’ve always fancied a four poster!).

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I’m Free! (Of Sexually Transmitted Infection’s that is)

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You’ll always find the latest result and date of my STI test’s in my FAQ section. I am¬†delighted to say that my last tests on the 24th March 2013 ; including a HIV¬†test and a¬†throat swab (I love giving oral¬†without) as well as the usual vaginal and anal swabs were clear (I always engage in protected vaginal and anal sex but you can never be too careful).

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Boyfriends just don’t understand

Becoming a prostitute was never an accident for me, rather a very, very ¬†well-considered life style choice and I just love it! The reason I’m single and will remain single is the simple fact that boyfriends don’t want their girlfriend to be a whore.

I completely understand that but I didn’t spend the whole of my twenties looking for my dream job only to be expected to give it up once I’ve found a partner.

It always starts well, I’m always honest about what I do, they love my independence, my high sex drive, my very dirty mind…But then the rot sets in and while I don’t walk the streets, I get the same kind of guilt trips that the word this song portrays …..Just LOVE the video though!

Although it’s a shame ‘Roxanne’ is reported to having giving it up in the end, however each to their own, this lifestyle is something that you should never pursue if it doesn’t feel right. I really do ENJOY putting on my red light! And there’s not a chance in hell (where I may end up!) that I’m giving it up for anyone.

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Charlotte the Anal Virginity Slayer

I am immensely grateful that I am one of the extremely lucky few human beings out there who can honestly say that hand on heart, I truly have found my vocation. There is so much I love about being a whore; the self employment,the flexible hours, getting to live in Central London not to mention the sex!! I’m hoping that I never ever have to go back to an office; unless it’s to bend over a desk ūüėČ

While I do love anal sex, one thing I never expected was to be entrusted with the delicate matter of taking so many men’s anal sex virginity! And it’s so very lovely how so many are very concerned about hurting me… Personally I think that anal sex will always hurt me at first but with lube and gentle perseverance it’s definitely worth the effort! (No pain, no gain as they say).

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It is a deep honour for me to bend over and offer my ass hole to my lovely anal virgins, it makes me smile to think of all the gentlemen who have let me be their first and I very much hope that they enjoyed it just as much as I know I did!

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Sometimes there is so much beauty in the world…

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Sorry, I’ve been a bit slack on the blog front of late; I promise to write more soon; in the mean time, I’m going to share with you my most favourite piece of music and film moment ever, it never fails to send shivers down my spine!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pGWU4QhJ4L8

I hope you like it too…..xxxxxx

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I don’t have Syphilis

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I hope that you’ll be pleased to know that I don’t have Syphilis, or in fact any other STI after having been thoroughly tested at the Waldron Centre in New Cross on Monday;¬†I highly recommend this clinic: as being both very efficient, totally non judgemental and ‘working girl and punter’ friendly, and the team there are also extremely discrete, while I now know practically all¬†of them and they know what I do,¬†they are very careful not to obviously recognise me in the waiting room and they are very keen to attract more sex workers and punters who; I am absolutely sure they will treat with the same respect and care that they treat me with. They are also extremely generous with condoms (and I’m fussy, I only use mates skyns which are expensive!).

The clinic has long opening hours; a¬†walk in clinic catering for both daytimes and evenings and you can get the result for HIV tests in minutes and get your other test results back within 4 to 5 working days, (they arrive¬†via text if everything’s ok) which is¬†much quicker than many of Central London’s Hospital Sexual Health Clinics; where you can often wait up to two or three weeks for the results of all tests.

They also offer full hepatitis b immunisation and hepatitis a immunisation for those who are fond of rimming.

Non blood born STI’s are tested¬†with a¬†‘do it yourself kit’; which is completely pain less and¬†they’ll tell¬†you how to use it correctly. Long gone are the days of invasive, embarrassing and painful, sexual health testing.

I am seriously impressed and you can guarentee that I’ll be back there in the not too distant future; I take my clients and my own sexual health very seriously; even when you use condoms you can never be too careful!

Anyway… here are the important details:

Waldron Health Centre

Entrance on Amersham Vale SE14 (Opposite New Cross station)

Floor 2, Suite 8

SE14 6LD

Tel: 020 3049 3500

Opening Hours:         Mon-Thurs 11am-7pm,         Fri 11am-5pm

For those of you who don’t know London that well but would like to visit what I view to be the best NHS Sexual Health Clinic in London (and I do have a lot of experience in such things!) New Cross is one stop on the train from London Bridge and the Waldron Centre is a few minutes walk from the station (exit then turn left); it’s a big, brown, modern building which you will see if you sit/stand on the left hand side of the train and look out of the window as you approach New Cross.

I must warn you that on first appearances when arriving on the train, New Cross is not the best of areas (and it isn’t, I’ve lived there in the past!) but you are perfectly safe walking to and from the station in a matter of minutes and you are highly unlikely to bump into anyone you know!

If you do decide to¬†go¬†for your sexual health tests¬†at the Waldron Centre do make sure that you have plenty of time (and a good book!)¬†as like many walk in clinics you may have to wait an hour or so to be seen and while your sexual health records are completely¬†confidential you are also fine to make up details like your name (I do and admit to it too!).¬† Just make sure that you can re call¬†your¬† (made up) details¬†for any future visits, they’re unlikely to ask about the sexual history you confessed to in a previous visit however date of birth¬†is another important one to remember!Also, do give them the right phone number so that they can contact you with the results, even if it’s the number for a sim card that you bought for exactly that purpose.

I don’t do and never will offer ‘bare back’, (unprotected vaginal or anal sex) but I do absolutely love giving unprotected oral and swallowing every drop; however I am frequently told by sexual¬†health¬†experts that it is very low risk, (otherwise I wouldn’t do it!) none the less, I do insist on a throat swab now when I go for my tests.

You’ll aways find my latest STI test results and the dates when I took them on my FAQ page and I take STI tests at least every 6 weeks.

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Keeping it in the family…. (or not!!)

I doubt very much that I am the first person to fancy my nearest and dearests siblings; and being bisexual both brothers and sisters hold equal appeal. I remember my very first ‘big loves’ brother almost as fondly as I do him. Over the five years that we spent together my boyfriend and I spent at least 3 years living with him in a shared house.

For the first year of knowing each other my lovers brother’s strong irish accent meant that I was only reading his facial expressions; smiling when he did, laughing when he did and looking thoroughly pissed off, when he did…. what I didn’t know then was that my quiet, well spoken english¬†voice was also completely unintelligable to him.

So for the first twelve months of knowing each other we were just reading each others que’s and smiling and laughing at the same time. However; as crazy as that sounds, I think that made us closer; we could read each other well and did not need to rely on words, we knew each others body language and facial expressions as we’d both tried so hard to understand each other.

In many ways my boyfriends younger brother was actually better suited to me (and I fancied him too), he was just as eccentric and rebellious to convention as I was at that time. I was in my teens then, I have much mellowed over the years and these days I choose to embrace rather than fight life but then again; maybe my choosen vocation is a big ‘fuck you’ to convention anyway.

However my first boyfriend, my first real love was such a positive influence on my life that I will always remember him with a deep and somewhat painful sense of appreciation and love; we haven’t spoken since I was twenty one; I have no idea where he is but he’s still in my dreams at times and I truly hope that he is having a wonderful life; he deserves to.

I have no regrets with regards to our time together because it was wonderful; the end of our relationship released him to find a woman that he could have a family with, which he so dearly wanted and it left me to explore the unusual path in life that I chose and which has ultimately made me happy.

The sub concious however has a strong hold on us; or at least on me anyway. During times of stress I sleep walk and I had a fairly stressful time as a teenager, so I slept walked all the time. After a particularly heavy night out (I was much wilder as a teenager than I could ever hope to be now!) I awoke in what I thought was my boyfriends bed; snuggled up against his familar freckled back.

What I couldn’t understand was why we had chosen to sleep in his brothers bedroom! The alarm went off and I padded over to it naked, turned it off went to the loo and returned to his side. It was only then that I realised that I didn’t recognise his boxer shorts.

I had slept with my boyfriends brother and who knows how long I’d been there! The brother I was lying with had awakened to his alarm clock too and saw me turning it off in the buff; the brother who I loved had snuck in earlier and spotted us together but thankfully knew that I slept walked and had popped his head around the door when he found his bed empty and had seen us lying together!!

Thank god or whatever else you believe in that they both knew that I was a sleep walker! I returned to my boyfriends bedroom and he was awake and absolutely pissing himself at how mortified I was!

I think if I’d met the younger brother first I may have ended up with him and who knows where I’d be now but that wasn’t the way things happened. Strangely enough I never fancied their younger sister; she was a princess who just loved drama; my least favourite traits in a woman.

Move on¬† a few years later when that relationship was over, I had a big crush on my boss who made no secret of being bi sexual and not much less of a secret that she wanted to bed me… well she did and it was fun but then she got a boyfriend ūüė¶

She invited me out clubbing with her new beau, a few friends and her brother. He was single and as hot as she was so of course we ended up in bed but as he was horribly screwed up by a recent ex which he then got back together with, we drew a line under it.

That same friend (and boss!) had no problem with me sleeping with her brother and in fact wanted me to seduce her mother as well! As she felt that she had secret bisexual urges that she thought I might uncover… however, at that point I felt it was best to leave my family fucking to two siblings.

Move on again and I’m in a very serious relationship; entirely committed to it but also attracted to both the other sister and other brother. On one occasion my boyfriend was sent out for more wine; while his sister taught me to ‘dance’ which I must admit I’m terrible at but she was very, very close to me, rubbing her beautiful body hard against mine, her hips pressed hard against my very wet cunt and her lips were so tantalisingly close I could have kissed them; and I would have had I not cared so much for her brother.

When I split with her brother, I spent a great deal of time with their brother and I would have happily dated him as we were actually a much better love match but of course I didn’t because that would have been wrong and I eventually lost touch with them all, which was a shame because they were fun.

So… as I’m sure you will have realised by now it’s very common for me to fancy my lovers siblings; however on one occasion a sexy young fire man fancied both my sister and I! And; like the good girls who’d always been taught to share our toys, we shared this one particular man together.

I must admit it was an odd, rather than an erotic experience; taking it in turns to ride his cock, not something I’ll ever forget but equally not something I’d ever want to repeat!