D-escort blog

This is me in the Mojave desert, thirsty, busty and lusty, hehe.

We landed in the Grand Canyon by helicopter, had a glass of champagne, had some snacks,  (darlings, it’s a must do) and we stopped off for extra fuel, so we could do another tour over Las Vegas on the way back.

I said to my friend, ‘Oh take a photo of me here, as if I’m dying of thirst in the desert..it’ll be funny..’  The pilot was laughing at me…

The Grand Canyon is AMAZING… So beautiful… So HOT!

When we landed, no one spoke at all. We just stood there, taking it all in. One of the most incredibly beautiful places on this Earth. And I’ve been there! I have witnessed one of the wonders of the world.

It was like…Heaven, but with lots of rocks and gravel. Hahaha.

The view from the air….I caught two wild horses on camera, I was nearly crying. I blinked it away.

Of course I have photos… what, are you crazy?  More to come. I have LOADS.

x Dolly (She’s been to the Grand Canyon, she’ll have you know.)

I’m a CAMBRIDGE  ESCORT, on Wed 7th  –  Sat 10th JULY

I’m an OXFORD  ESCORT,  on Wed 25th  -  Sat 28th  AUGUST

See ESCORT TOUR page on the left, for details.

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I will write about Las Vegas…but one thing first…I MUST tell you about Bloodninja!

www.bloodninja.org   is a very funny guy who winds up real people in cybersex chatrooms.

I just discovered this and I can’t stop laughing! It’s not new, but new to me.

Here’s a sample…(Wellhung is actually Bloodninja, ok?)

My fridge has gone all frigid on me, and conked out completely. I didn’t close the freezer door properly, and the whirlygig motor has bust itself trying to save it’s own life.

Oh, what splendid joy to find melted and stinking warm food festering away, just as I was hoping to find a lovely cold drink in this warm weather!

I opened the door, it was like a Saturday night 70′s disco inside, everything was moving and grooving, the cheese was wearing an afro and the yogurt had a fur waistcoat on. Both were GREEN….

So a sink full of shop bought ice cubes at the moment…that’s my ingenious idea of a homemade fridge! Thing is…I have to keep going back to the shop every few hours. Pah!

Will be sorted out with a new one by Thu/Fri though, so you will have cool drinks when you get here.

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I’m a CAMBRIDGE  ESCORT, on Wed 7th  –  Sat 10th JULY

I’m an OXFORD  ESCORT,  on Wed 25th  -  Sat 28th  AUGUST

See ESCORT TOUR page on the left, for details.

Bloody hilarious sometimes! Google eyed boys find ME in the most peculiar ways.

The latest is ‘Sensitive Nipples Escort’

Well, (sweeps hair back, dramatically..)

Of course I was front page… what, are you crazy? Haha.

Others that amuse me, I won’t be meeting these though…

‘slapper hoor se1′ (A charming man, I’ll wager… revered in 3 continents I’m sure, haha)

‘shagging cum fuck london prostitute’ (Classic, he’s such a genteel type…why, it’s so very obvious?)

I LOVE this, it’s the pure unconscious comedy show!

These words are mentioned somewhere for jest or quote, so Google finds me!

It’s even a book, ‘Keywords I Have Laughed At, Known And Loved’…a future book, all it’s own. Haha.

I’m a CAMBRIDGE  ESCORT, on Wed 7th  –  Sat 10th JULY 

I’m an OXFORD  ESCORT,  on Wed 25th  -  Sat 28th  AUGUST

See ESCORT TOUR page on the left, for details.

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I was recently taken on a London river cruise for dinner  at www.bateauxlondon.com and it was just lovely.

We were greeted with a glass of champagne, and then sailed along to the sounds of a nice  mellow jazz band whilst we had a gorgeous dinner. Recommended. A really good evening! I wore a black pencil skirt and a fitted black satin oriental style jacket, embroidered with cerise flowers at collar and cuffs, with peep toed black patent stilettos. Just right.

Hey, we even managed to do my Melody Gardot thing later… ; )

Next evening, my gentleman text me to say that part of my attire had somehow gotten packed by mistake…

That’s what happens to sexy black panties tossed across the boudoir with gay abandon, haha. Accidental, we both know, but not a bad thing…haha.

Thanks L!

Then it’s a good job that after 4 years in a drawer, I have finally switched on my ‘new’ I-pod.

It’s like that film, ’28 Days Later’ but called ’4 Years Later’ and there’s only one looney in it, and that’s me, haha.

My great little cd player (Phillips, £15 from Richer Sounds 10yrs ago!) finally gave up on me, and I was all flustered, thinking, oh Jesus Christ, I will have to get out that new I-pod thingy, and learn what to do with it now.

I am really really technophobic, and have no patience at all with tech things, so imagine my delight when I managed to do it right! This is such a breakthrough for me as a human being! Of course, I don’t read the manuals, I just press all the buttons and declare ‘This is broken’ to anyone who will listen. Then wait on them to do it for me. (oh shut up, you!)

So now you won’t hear cd’s on loop, we can have playlists called ‘Sounds for Seduction’ etc.

When I first got a computer, (about 15 yrs ago) I pressed some wrong buttons and a box popped up saying,

‘You have performed an illegal operation!’  Oh my God! What have I done! I thought…

I was so scared that the Police were going to come around and say that I must be in cahoots with Gary Glitter, etc. How was I to know all this bloody computer jargon!? Haha.

I’m good for my own ends, my site and my blog and all to do with it, but anything else, I’m awful. It’s not that I’m not capable, but I have no patience to learn it. Everyone else is really good at it, so I leave it to them!

If you put in my keywords on Google, you will find me first and second page, and I did that myself, so I’m good when it counts!

Wall   Ceiling? Ahhh, but it’s not above the bed, shame…but I will sort that bit out too, later…mmm.

The boudoir has been having a mini makeover you see.  But I love my red lights, we still have to have my saucy red light (district) look, don’t we?

I have new cream stone floor tiles in the hall now, (that’s how to spend Easter eh?) and I’m painting it a lighter shade of creamy pale, so you won’t get lost in my once dark den of iniquity ever again! You will be able to escape much faster! But …what if I’ve locked the door? Haha…

I’ve just discovered this through a lady of note, Laura Lee, www.lovelylauralee.co.uk and it’s muchly interesting!

Laura has some good questions, and even better answers, so I thought I’d have a go.

You can ask me just about anything really (within reason!)  at www.formspring.me/dollymopp

It only takes a minute to join and you can be anonymous too.

Could be a good thing for shy boys, new escorts, etc?

Oh yeah….and nosey buggers like YOU. Hahahaha!  xxx Dolly

Here’s a laugh for y’all…

Due to the ‘Domino Effect’…(one of those things where everything goes wrong, and topples into next thing?)

Tonight, I got dressed up and made up, in a train station toilet for my outcall at a lovely London hotel.

Oh yes, it’s all ‘go’, here. This is what I get for enjoying myself in Singapore.

London Escort Is Caught Naked In Public Toilet.

I had met K before, so he was sending me texts with ‘laughing faces’ at my mishaps, so at least I knew he was just fine with me! Thanks K, you’re a fine man indeed!  

Tuesday is my weekly massage and later osteo, and I do need it for my maintentance. I am spending £100 a week to make sure that I don’t have  body mishaps at least…You already know the history of that. If I cancel, I need to pay full fee…so I make sure I get there.

I reckoned that I could go home between appts, and bathe, dress, and get my escort bag ready, so that’s what I did. Hey, my gym is near, so lets pop in and do make up and hair there, the taxi rank is 2mins away?…All good…

But I forgot my gym card. Oh the drama! Ages of faffing, my fault though, (good on them for their security acumin) but this set me back a bit. I went down to the changing room to find a million naked women and no chance of fixing my intentions. I thought, oh just get to the vicinity and fix yourself in a bloody toilet!

So I get to the train station, seek out a toilet and set to. I got a disabled one with loads of room, and was in there for a half hour.

Then the attendant starts knocking on the door, ‘Excuse me, you have been in there for 30mins, are you ok?’

I open the door with one stocking on, a bag of make up on my knee, and the other stocking  in my hand.

I plead my case, ‘I’m so sorry Miss, I’m just in a terrible hurry to get somewhere, and I’m going to be late…’

She said, ‘Ooh sorry! I thought you were ill..I can see you’re in a tizzy!’

She now wants to chat about drug addicts and how she might find allsorts in her job etc. So I had to spend that time, I wanted her to know I was ok, not on drugs etc.

So…I eventually get to K’s hotel room, hey, only 10 mins later from final agreed time! 

We had a great time as usual, and then… I knew he needed his sleep for the early working day ahead.

So I gathered myself and my stuff, washed  the glasses, put stuff in bin, then said kissy cheerios and slinked away, like a slinky thing…hehe.

Thanks for a great time K, and thanks for your good humour about tonight’s drama!

xxx Dolly