Two jobs

I have to work two jobs so that I can live a comfortable life. The first job that I have is a customer service agent and I take inbound and outbound calls during the day. I provide a high level of service, am a great performer and attend all of the conference calls that I am required to do.

The second job is my secret job that not many people know about, not even close family members. I work as a Nottingham escorts companion during the evening hours about four nights a week. The reason that I have this job is because I like to party, visit new places and love to mingle with strangers that I have never met.

Most of the time, I am very tired for my day job but I always make it through the day. I eat me a healthy lunch and I feel better within about a half hour.

Dreading It All

I’m not looking forward to the meeting I am attending this Saturday night. For years now my husband has had a rather odd foot fetish Newcastle escort and I finally convinced him to attend a meeting with other individuals with the same type of fetish as him. I feel very odd going with him as I am not the one with the issue, but I want to show him support in every way possible. This would not be such a big deal if he was not so embarrassed of himself for being so attracted to feet. Some people are able to be open and proud about it but that is just not him. I hope that by him going to the meeting he will understand that he is not alone and if he ever feels embarrassed there are others he can rely on to bring him back up on his feet.

My Wedding Day

Today, my wedding day, has been the happiest of my life. I finally tied the knot with my beautiful girlfriend of five years. Carol and I first met at a nightclub and instantly hit it off. For the first few months she was just a fuck buddy but it wasn’t long before we fell deeply in love with each other. I knew from then on that I wanted to make her my wife and life-long partner and now my dream has come true.

Everything today went to plan and everyone there had a fantastic time. It had taken more than a year to organise the day but it was well worth the time and stress doing it. The ceremony in the church was beautiful and the reception at the hotel was just brilliant…our friends and family said it was the best wedding they have ever been to. 

Now we can look forward to spending the rest of our lives together in complete happiness.

The Disappearing Guy Act

Gay dating is not always fun. At least that seems to be the general consensus among most singles. In all of my years of going on dates and putting myself out there the one thing that has always bothered me more than anything is what I like to call the “Disappearing Guy Act”. Which is where a guy simply stops talking to you, giving you no reason. Usually I never see these guys again, but one in particular I did end up running into again. I was out on a date with another man when we ran into my old flame who stood there like a deer in the headlights. Come to find out, he had been on his way to the bathroom. The shock of seeing me there was enough for him to promptly wet himself in public like a two year old. It was hilarious.