I‘ve often mentioned Rick, the guy I refer to as my “morning client.” I see him for about 15 or 30 minutes many mornings during the week when he’s in town. In exchange for a quick blow job or the use of my cunt or ass, I get paid a full hour’s fee. [...]
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I apologize for the relative dearth of postings lately, but with the end of the semester and the loss of my pet rabbit, I’ve been a bit preoccupied. I’ve finished my first year of graduate school and have just one year left, so go me!
I have a couple of interesting things coming up [...]
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I‘ve written before about Rick, my morning client. He’s the only client I’ll see on days when I have class (except Tuesdays), largely because I can go in and see him for about 30-45 minutes, sometimes less, and come away with a full hour’s fee. This morning was no different.
When I walked out of the [...]
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I‘ve made mention a time or twenty about Rick, my “morning client.” He owns his own business and occupies an entire floor of a huge building in the Financial District here in town, about 10 minutes from my apartment. He was originally referred to me by another client. Apparently they were talking with one another [...]
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Well, I got back Tuesday morning from Fort Lauderdale, as most of you have probably read. I am still having Nikki withdrawals.
Let’s see what’s going on in Alexa-town this week…
My father is considering getting a tummy tuck, according to my mother. lmao He’s always been fit (he has incredibly sexy, runner’s legs and butt, though [...]
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This one’s going to be a long one, so settle in.
First off, I had my first monthly STD test series done this past week. Everything came up clean, of course. I had them done at a place called the St. James Infirmary. The city of San Francisco is just amazing. Where else would you find [...]
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*phone rings*
*phone rings*
*phone rings*
“Hello,” I intone sleepily, looking over at my clock to see that it is about a quarter to six in the morning. Who in the fuck is calling me this early on a Friday morning?
It was my business phone, and the ring told me it was someone I had seen. I have [...]
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