It’s occurred to me that for every gentleman who finds my Manchester City Centre incall flat convenient, there are probably two who would rather have their toenails pulled out than deal with the traffic in the city.
So, I’ve been considering moving to another location, somewhere out by the M62 or M60, and I had a look around at places to sample what that might be like. Huddersfield isn’t far from my home and I had a look to see what sorts of hotels there were – found one right by Junction 24 that looked very fit for purpose and got it for three nights very cheap as I had two free nights from Hotels.com. Another working girl I know in the area had told me that she gets more business from Vivastreet than Adultwork, so I went ahead and bought a month, paying extra for the privilege of moving my postcode (Which will come in handy as I’m visiting Essex in early April!)
Wednesday morning, just before I left, my Lovehoney ordered was delivered:
As I said the other day, I adore sex toys and I had been wanting some new ones. The bright pink vibrating dildo is for clients to use on me – I find my regular hard plastic bullet isn’t comfortable when wielded by another hand as it’s a bit too rigid and feels “pinchy.” This feels great and I know that men love to watch it go in and out of my pussy. In the silver wrappers are two new vibrating cock rings, a very versatile toy that I am never without, and then you see the purple vibrating butt-plug… I love my own silver remote-control bullet so much that I though someone else might enjoy it the sensation, as well. The flared base and power cord means that it will stay in and yet can’t get pulled inside the rectum. I’ve tried it and I have to say that I’m very impressed with some of the varying pulse settings. I threw all of these purchases into my suitcase without editing what was already there and so I brought with me all of this:
The hotel was exactly as I’d expected – a large, sprawling conference centre with a busy lobby full of businessmen. The room was perfectly nice and fit for purpose and I quickly settled in to take bookings.
Unfortunately, I was suffering from “New Girl Syndrome” – that’s when you’re brand new in a location and every nutter in town calls because none of the local girls will give them the time of day. I know to expect this and so I was gamely wading through them, utilising my phone’s “block” feature, when I got caught out by a guy who called to book. Oh, but he got me good! I don’t generally like to tell anyone which hotel I am in until they have booked, and then not which room I am in until they have arrived and are standing outside the hotel. But he caught me off guard by saying that he was attending a conference in the same hotel and could be with me in fifteen minutes. So, I gave him my room number. Twenty minutes later, no sign of the man so I called him. He answered and told me that he’d gone to his room to take a shower and would be “about five minutes” and that was the last I ever heard off him. It is very unsettling to know that someone out there knows what room you are in with no idea who or where they are. I had to go to reception and concoct a good reason to be moved to another room. Such a faff to pack up all those toys! And I learned a valuable lesson about seeing men who are staying in the same hotel AND giving my room number to someone that I wasn’t certain was actually on their way to me. Some girls have men call when they get off the lift and describe what they can see before giving the number. I’m not sure I’m willing to go that far but I think I may if I have any more tense moments.
I did have another nice booking that evening but the combination of goofy phone calls and that creepy guy not showing up wearied me and I was content to turn in early. First days on tour are always a bit hit-and-miss.
Thursday was much better and my new toys got a lot of use. There were still some oddballs calling but I also met quite a few lovely gentlemen. I had some down time and took some selfies to see how I liked my new lipstick (Urban Decay Bolt):
I went to bed confident that I would have an even better day on Friday.
Unfortunately, that was not the case. I did have a lovely booking in the morning with a sexy gentleman from London but the next several hours were spent taking bookings and then cancellations. One after the other, they would call, book, and then a few minutes later, cancel. The primary stumbling block was that I was staying in a hotel. I can understand that some men are nervous about visiting an escort for an incall in a hotel, but I made it very clear in my advertising that that was where I was. Several men asked me, “So, how does it work, exactly?” Had they never stayed in a hotel? It’s really very simple – you walk in and go to the room and then an hour or so later you walk out. I wrote about visiting an escort in a hotel before, and there really is nothing to worry about. I have been doing this for a while, now, and there has never been a problem. But if someone is nervous there’s really nothing I can say that will make them see that.
I spent the afternoon working on this website – as you can see, I have added an email subscription form. Exactly what I will do with it I am not yet entirely sure. I was thinking sending out emails whenever my tour schedule updates. Possibly updates on new blog posts but I wouldn’t want to be too spammy so I think new tour information whenever there’s a change in that, with links to any recent blog posts, would be more than enough. I’m often asked when I will be back in London or Oxford or Glasgow, and I am also asked to save someone’s phone number to let them know when I am back. Well, I don’t believe in texting out of the blue and I don’t have any systems to do that, but perhaps email would be a workable solution.
In the evening, I did finally have another couple of fantastic bookings with truly delightful men – one of whom made me cum very hard with my new pink vibrating dildo and the other of whom experienced one of his most intense orgasms ever with the help of one of the vibrating cock rings.
In between I studied a bit of Spanish in preparation for my holiday next week – I am going to Spain for the first time. Although Spanish is not the first language of Barcelona, I am assured that even the native Catalan speakers will speak Spanish with tourists and I am excited to see how well I do. I started studying on Boxing Day with the goal of learning as much as possible in only eight weeks. I am able to say a fair amount of things in the future and present tenses and can say some things in the past tense. I’m really looking forward to it and I hope to have lots of photos and pictures to share here.
I didn’t have the greatest tour of my life but I am glad I gave it a go. February is not the best month of the year for many industries and I am sure if I return later in the year it will be even better.
(This is the personal website of Mature Manchester Escort KimberlyC. I am an independent MILF who entertains gentlemen in Manchester City Centre, as well as touring – with my toys – to such locations as London, Glagsow, Oxford, and now Huddersfield.)