Not too much going on this past week.
My class schedule has been finalized. I won’t post the exact schedule online, but I have classes on Tuesdays and Wednesdays only – 9 semester hours of human sexuality courses. This works well for my scheduling because I can just block out Tuesday and Wednesday on my schedule and have the entire rest of the week pretty much open to see clients. That is one of the beauties of this kind of work – the scheduling is terribly flexible.
Along those lines, as you know, I’d planned to go home to Nikki this coming weekend. However, she’s been asked to attend a conference associated with work over that weekend, so I have re-booked my trip for Labor Day weekend, August 28th through September 2nd. I’ll get back early in the morning on Tuesday, which will give me time to come home, get some sleep and show up for class later that afternoon. That does mean I have to celebrate my birthday here, by myself. Sad, isn’t it? Maybe Kelsey will go out with me! Heh.
Besides seeing a couple of clients this week, I’ve spent most of my time watching the Olympics. Weren’t those opening ceremonies awesome? Since China makes what, 90% of the world’s fireworks, I guess we shouldn’t have been so surprised that they’d use that much of them for the show.
It’s been fun watching the swimmers (including Phelps) compete and win medals. I am personally watching the women’s gymnastics – I absolutely adore Shawn Johnson, and I hope she and the USA Women’s Gymnastics Team pull it together to take home the Gold. I also watch women’s soccer, women’s beach volleyball, and the equestrian competitions. Since my sleep schedule is still pretty much fluid, it is not unusual for me to be up in the middle of the night watching stuff that comes on at 2AM.
I’ve had a request from a gentleman wanting to know if I’d travel to Chicago to meet him. He was referred to me by one of my previous clients (which I did confirm with the previous client). Apparently the guy told him I was a “freak” in bed, so he wants to…experience that! Haha! Anyway, I explained that I’d be happy to meet with him if he paid for the ticket, provided a hotel room (unless he wants a quickie and then I return to town), etc., etc., etc., and his screening went through okay. I am awaiting his reply.
As I mentioned several updates ago, I was approached by a guy representing a sex club who wanted me to do some fetish work with a group of men. I’d asked that they all be tested before I commit to working with them, and they’ve now agreed to that and gotten their tests done (you’d have thought they’d be testing themselves anyway, jeez!), so once I get some information from them about specifics, and we work out the financial details, that promises to be an interesting experience.
I’ve had to resort to going to a tanning bed to keep my tan. The cool air here just isn’t conducive to lying out on the beach. It gets close, but in order to keep my Florida tan, I’ll have to have a bit more exposure to some UV. And yes, I know it’s bad for me. But I do it in moderation.
Anyway, that’s it for this week. I have several other posts in various stages of draft, so keep an eye out for them.


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“And yes, I know it’s bad for me. But I do it in moderation.”
You’re so bad
That fetish work sounds… interesting :)
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Don’t let him get away with a fly by in Chicago. Demand a nice hotel room!
You really need to take a tour of the midwest *cough*me*cough* someday.
Yeah, I look forward to the post about your experiences in the sex club.. that’ll be a good one.
And, I’m sure you could “convince” Kelsey to take you out on your birthday (maybe Cockblock!), but just in case all else fails.. we’ll celebrate with you. You’re never without good company.
And, I’m sure you could “convince” Kelsey to take you out on your birthday (maybe Cockblock!),
Somehow, I don’t see her taking me to Cockblock.
…we’ll celebrate with you. You’re never without good company.
I know a couple of pro dommes in the Bay area who have done a ton of fetish shoots, pics and videos, (well, one more than the other), and if there’s to be sex involved, every reputable company requires testing. No exceptions. One of them, the one that I’m really close to, asks me to get tested before I see her. Not all her clients are asked for that, but she doesn’t like all her clients as much as me, so I get things they don’t, if you catch my meaning. If you’re considering working with some outfit that doesn’t require testing as a regular business practice, I hope you’ll reconsider.
By the way, it’s been reported by reputable news agencies that the Chinese added computer generated fireworks to the video feed. Sucks! On the other hand, I’ve enjoyed the women’s beach volleyball a lot! Brazil vs. Greece tonight. Who wins? We all do!!!
Scott,
If you’re considering working with some outfit that doesn’t require testing as a regular business practice, I hope you’ll reconsider.
If, on the other hand, you do go through with it, I hope you’ll tell us where to see the shoot!
This doesn’t involve a video shoot. It is just a regular sex club with members who enjoy certain fetishes. There’s no filming involved, sadly for you guys, I suppose!
Since they only play with each other (the other members of the group, which includes both men and women, btw), I guess they consider themselves safe and have not had to deal with this issue before. Of course, *I* have no way of knowing that they are safe, right? Anyway, if this comes to pass, I’ll put a bit more explanation behind it.
On the other hand, I’ve enjoyed the women’s beach volleyball a lot! Brazil vs. Greece tonight. Who wins? We all do!!!
Ahahaha! Indeed. I’ll be watching it, too. And I’ll admit, I’d *love* to find myself as the meat in a Kerri Walsh/Misty May-Treanor sammich.