Wednesday, January 17, 2007

She was the filthiest

She was the filthiest - she would do anything.
That is what her pal said of Caprice, the "A-list", "High-class" escort who charges up to
£2,000 a night, who was murdered by her boyfriend. You can find the link of the article in Nia's blog. The money isn't that great but her clients include singers and football players.

I suppose her pal said that with admiration or envy.

I commented somewhere that basically I do not like the idea of judging people by what acts they perform, whether they have "class". There is safe, and safer, sex, which is a different story.

Getting what you don't get at home seems to be very primitive. But are we all trying to get those? Simply put, I pay to date people that otherwise I wouldn't (or couldn't) date, and I want variety in sex, "classy" or not.

Sex acts include some sort of humiliation, as in S&M. Sex is not only about sex, its about power sometimes. Telling her what to do feel good too, especially kneeling down, on all fours, etc.

Asking a street walker to do certain acts feel very different from asking a well educated, classy lady to do the same thing, charging a lot more.

I was late in learning foul languages. I was so bad that when I tried to say something bad, all my buddies would throw tomatoes at me if they have one. To them I sounded really terrible. To this day, I can't say a foul word except for fuck. I like innocent ladies that talk dirty. Then I can start practicing my foul languages without fear of retribution.

xxxxx

It must be the snow. All the hot ones are coming back to, or stuck in, SoCal this weekend.

2 comments:

caroline said...

You never fail to interest or entertain do you.

I think you could be come filthy rich by turning your log into a TV show it would be the best of reality TV however I guess you would have to compromise on anonymity.

;-)

LA Player said...

Very smooth, caroline, but now you know what kind of words had the most effect on me.