a walk on the wild side

another week . . .

2005-10-16T02:42:00.000-07:00

and I'm not sure I'm any closer to getting into my flat.

Never mind, I bought some lovely ankle boots this week, and had a little shopping expedition that excited some of the locals.

I can't wait to get going releasing all that sexual tension!!!

a frustrating period . . .

2005-10-08T02:13:00.000-07:00

No, not that sort of period, that's one problem a girl like me doesn't suffer from!

The frustration is that I should have moved into my new place this week but it has been postponed for at least two weeks. It wouldn't matter too much but I've re-started my advertising and I've got quite a list of guys who've got all worked up and can't visit me yet. And my hormones are buzzing at the prospect of meeting them. So frustration all round.

Also I've packed almost all my clothes, make-up toys and props (another post to discuss these!) so I can't even visit really, or meet outside.

I bet you were thinking that all this is done behind closed doors, well perhaps for most, but I'm a very exhibitionist girl and often clients like to take me out and show me off as part of their thrill (and mine!!). So as we wait for more satisfying times here is a little photo taken by a friend in a park last summer, just to show the sort of outfits I can occasionally be seen floating around in . . .

Hello from zoe

2005-10-05T10:53:00.000-07:00

Well I suppose I start by saying hello- , so, hello. I hope this is going to be fun.

I'm Zoe, and I'm an exeperienced tv (transvestite) escort. I used to live in the south-east but now I'm in the north-west and just about to move into my new place where I can restart my working life. Will anybody be interested in a tv escort's blog? I think so - in the days when I couldn't tell people about myself I always used to hear all the women chatting about anything transvestite on last night's tv(!), and the men would keep quiet but listen carefully.

Escort - it's a posh name for a call-girl, hooker, prostitute, whore, tart. I'd call myself a happy hooker! I've done lots of things in my life, some of the with big titles (director of this, general manager of that) and though highly respectable they were just meaningless shams compared to the pleasure and sweetness I can give (and get) in this work.

So you can see. it's not going to be the sad diary of a downtrodden prostitute who can't get a job in a supermarket checkout so has to walk the streets!

Actually, though I don't do it often, I love 'walking the streets'. I have a feeling that a lot of women would love to be able to do this if it could be done without danger or social repercussions - do tell me if you think this is true or rubbish.

Well, I've started, so I'm going to sign off for my first entry by trying to put a photo up. Here goes . . .