Two interesting days in South Wales

It had been a while since I had been down to this corner of the country, one where I have always had an interesting time, ranging from close relationships and friendships with certain people in the industry down here, to hostility from certain other figures here. Little did I know how much I would experience both.

I set out reasonably early and having got around the usual bottleneck of the M5/M6 junction area got down on to the M50 en route to South Wales in good time. As I drove along I had a phone call from John at Studio 95, South Wales' biggest parlour and one I had enjoyed a good relationship with over the years. Unfortunately John would not be available, so that potential meeting was off. Nevertheless I started my day in Swansea, meeting the ladies working at Bluebells, a new private flat over a car showroom in the Cockett area of the city.

I was greeted there in a very friendly manner by Stacey, a tall slim lady, who has ambitions to become a dominatrix. She could ceetainly look the part appropriately dressed and in answer to her enquiries gave her some suggestions as to how she could proceed with her ambitions. I was also shown around and was able to take some photos of one of their star ladies, a slim blonde by the name of Sky. They also pointed out to me that they were associated with another new private flat in the city called Cuddles and Cuties, located not far from Studio 95 and the base of an associated operation, Swansea Adult Parties, the only party operation of any consequence in the principality.

http://www.swanseaadultparties.com

I got over to Cuddles and Cuties without too much trouble and was greeted by Carla, a shapely Italian lady. I sold her on the idea of advertising with me and she agreed to try it out for a couple of months. I now headed over to Top Class, the former Park Lane Club to see my good friend Rose. When I got there I discovered I should have rung since she was not there and the mobile number I had for her, was not working. I resolved to come back the following day.

http://www.topclassgentlemansmassage.co.uk

Meanwhile I had been rung by a lady calling herself Adele, who claimed to be the boss at both Bluebells and Cuddles and Cuties and who then proceeded to tell me to go back to Cuddles and Cuties and give them the money back they had paid me in good faith for their online advertisement on my website. I made it very clear to her that I had accepted the money in good faith and that as far as I was concerned that concluded the matter.

I then set out for Cardiff and got to the Bridgend services, whereupon I found myself being rung by a gentleman calling himself Mark. who identified himself as Adele's partner and proceeded to instruct me to make sure I returned the money to Cuddles and Cuties within the next hour. I thought I made it clear to him that I had no intention of returning to Swansea and proceeded on my way and decided to next visit Newport rather than Cardiff, which I would return to later.

By the time I got to Newport I got another phone call from Mark and he now proceeded to become quite threatening, giving me one last chance, as he put it, to return the money. By now he was irritating me, and while it takes a lot to irritate me, having been threatened on three or four occasions before now, you learn not to take such characters too seriously, but getting as worked up as he and Adele were regarding such a small sum, one wonders how long Cuddles and Cuties and Bluebells and Swansea Adult parties will last. I now simply hung up on him in mid rant and since then I have not heard from him or Adele, though people who I know in the industry tell me they are a couple of parvenus, who think they know it all, but clearly do not. Unfortunately in this industry such characters are not that unusual.

By now I was in Newport and I now visited Mia's Massage Mayhem, an end terraced house in the Docks area. There I met Mia's principle assistant, Mistress Atlanta, a charming lady and in stark contrast to Adele and Mark, quite a fan of mine. Once this became clear to me, I cheerfully signed a couple of my books that she had there. Meanwhile after showing me around the Darkroom, their attic located dungeon, which has had quite a bit of work done on it, since my last visit here, Mia turned up and after explaining my plans for the website, she agreed to proceed with another advert, but I would have to return the following day to pick up the money.

http://www.mias-massage-mayhem.co.uk

Before leaving Newport I had one more call to do on Cloud Nine, the new occupants of the premises just off Corporation Rd., that had been occupied in turn by Alexandra a.k.a. Victoria, the former boss of Welsh Sweetness and a very talented lady who had personally demonstrated her prowess at her chosen profession at another address in Butetown, Cardiff, but who had now seemingly disappeared from the scene and then Corel, formerly of Angels Simply the Best. Now however the premises were being run by Sophie, another old acquaintance. And after a demonstration of my website online, I sold her on the idea of trying an ad on it for a month any way.

It was now back to Cardiff and First Choice Leisure, where I met up with my contact there, a gentleman who goes by the unusual name of Shocker. We swiftly concluded our business and then I took a photo of four of the ladies there on the bed in the V.I.P. Suite. Their understandable desire for anonymity did not help me to come up with a photo of any great note.

http://www.fclmassage.com

It was now down to Butetown and Number 19, a parlour that has now reverted to its old name after a variety of other names in recent years. There I was greeted by one of the most beautiful young ladies I have come across at any parlour, a delightfully slim yet shapely blonde by the name of Faith, who has unsurprisingly done a fair bit of modelling work, and who is also a relation of Honey, the lady who runs the parlour these days. I took some photos of Faith and updated the website, but again Honey had to check with the powers that be regarding any advert. so I took my leave of them and headed off to my hotel.

I had called earlier on Abygale's, one of my favourite parlours in Cardiff, but my old friend Gemma, the Sydney Scorcher was not then yet around, but now she would be and so I headed over there to see her and the management. who I always have a good chat with. When I got there the management had left the parlour in Gemma's hands and she very kindly offered to once again show me how delightfully she can entertain her customers. A game lass, this was the third time I had experienced a session with her and although she was not feeling quite 100%, she more than adequately compensated for that with her usual flair.

After a good night's rest I headed back to Swansea the following morning and this time met up with Rose, at Top Class. She offered me a complimentary session with one of the ladies, but with a fair number of calls yet to do this day, thanked her but told her I would take a raincheck.

http://www.topclassgentlemansmassage.co.uk

I now headed back to No.19 and had a further brief chat with Honey, but since she had not seen the powers that be, nothing came of my visit.

After dropping off some books at Cardiff's Simply Pleasure, both for that shop and their sister shop in Swansea, I headed off to Adamsdown Square, where Gemma had briefly had a flat when she was betwen parlours and working independently. I was here to see Mistress R'eal and I wondered if she was now based at the same flat, though that was not the case. We had a good chat and I sold her on the idea of advertising with me. Bizarrely when I think about it, I had to pay to park here, a residential area, but not in Roath when I parked in a shopping area. The parking policies of different local authorities do leave me wondering.

http://www.mistressreal.com

From here I headed over to the Cathays area of the city and visited Rita & Co, a collective of mainly more mature working ladies, both black and white. I found myself having a long chat with Dolly, a veteran of the industry who used to work at A1 Leisure, Belinda's old operation In Crwys Rd, Roath. Belinda unsurprisingly has vanished from the area, after serving a spell at her Majesty's pleasure and being made bankrupt, but Dolly told me , she enjoyed working with Belinda and would love to get in touch with her again.

With that I had finished off seeing people in Cardiff and I then headed off to Newport and first visited Mistress Whips, who has fallen on hard times since I last saw here, now being resident at a council flat in Malpas, the council estate she lives in being also home to a very distinctive period property called Malpas Court. At one time this was the residence of some lord, but now it serves as a tea room come bingo hall for the local estate. It really is bizarre what one finds as one travels around this country.

From here I headed over to Mia's and after relieving her of the fee for another advert, was introduced to a bi sub who was there and who was as well acquainted with the ladies making up the corrective side of this industry as myself.

http://www.mias-massage-mayhem.co.uk

I then rang Jo of the Kandi Shop, another private house operating just to the west of Newport's city centre. She was stuck in traffic, it was after all the rush hour by now, and soon I found myself in the same situation, taking me an hour to travel the two miles or so across the city to her operation. Here I had a pleasant chat with the ladies, but Jo never made it and after half an hour or so waiting, I gave up and headed back home, getting home soon after 8.30p.m.

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