Two days in Lincolnshire

It had been some time since I had done the rounds in Lincolnshire, so I decided two days there would be an interesting investment of my time and I set off on Thursday morning getting to what I thougt would be my first call of the day in Derby at 11am. The lady I needed to see was not however around, so I headed on to Nottingham where I had a similar lack of luck. So I now headed through Nottingham into Lincolnshire and my first call in Grantham.

The home town of two people who have made vast impact on the world though in very different fields - Sir Isaac Newton and Lady Thatcher boasts one longstanding private house not far from the station. The proprietress, Georgina was not around, but the receptionist made me welcome and it turned out the lady working there that day was one I had met several years ago, when she was working at the sadly now closed Studio One in St. Neots. Unfortunately I was unable to persuade her to pose for a photo and so I now headed just out of the town to visit Suzie, a lady with copious excellent reviews and who entertains from what I had expected to be a discreet cottage in the country. The address after all ended in cottage.

But if this was a cottage I wonder what size her home would have been if the address had ended in house. Probably a stately home given the state of her abode. It was fantastic with many large rooms on two floors with the property situated behind remote controlled gates and several rooms featuring unusual and certainly not mainstream facilities, though I must emphasise these were not of the corrective nature. I was seduced and entertained in a manner I could scarcely have anticipated and I have to say her page on the web which could so easily have been an exaggeration of her talents is accurate and if anything an understatement of her abilities. Apparently she is a regular at La Chambre in Sheffield, where she is one of their, if not their top gangbang queen. And having experienced her talents, I am not surprised.

Having arrived around one, it was three before I left and I now headed up to Lincoln. I first headed for the High Street, which curiously is well to the south of the city centre and popped into both the city's lone sex shop and Oasis, the city's top parlour. I had a pleasant chat with the receptionist and the lady working there, but was unable to persuade her to pose for a photo and so I then headed into the city centre where I had arranged to meet up with Yvette the supremo at an interesting flat called Charlie's located near the Jolly Brewer pub in Broad St. However when I rung I got no answer so I now headed out to the edge of the city, where a friend of mine lives, who had kindly agreed to put me up for the night and with whom I was going to enjoy the evening.

The following day I woke up having received a text and was looking forward to seeing the set up at Charlie's with one of their leading ladies, called Lexi, Yvette being otherwise occupied. Charlie's features quite a number of corrective features and has had several first class reviews, where it is clear both Yvette and another lady can and do come up with a superb mixture of conventional and corrective services. However after texting me to come around at eleven, the penny had dropped and Lexi got cold feet about seeing me. Unfortunately some ladies regard seeing me as akin to taking a school exam and so I will have to await my next trip to Lincoln before seeing what their set up comprises. Intriguingly I was told later at another establishment, that they even feature a transsexual working there, though how true that may be I have no idea, but it does leave one wondering!

I now journeyed around to the north western side of the city centre and visited Amour, the former Shanice's and where Shanice herself is still their top attraction. She gamely posed for some photos and responded favourably to my business idea and I then headed back to the High St. and Oasis, where I found Jackie, Oasis's boss and I took some more photos, this time of a shapely blonde by the name of Billy. Then it was back to Grantham and this time the proprietor was around and I took some photos of an attractive mature slim yet busty blonde by the name of Honey.

I now set out for Boston and Violot, a recent newcomer to adult services, and who is a lady who entertains independently from a house on its own in the country some miles to the west of Boston. She was in a hurry to go out, but we enjoyed a brief and interesting conversation, before she also agreed to strip off to a limited extent and pose for some photos. Meanwhile, she informed me that another lady I had hoped to see was now happy to do so, so I now headed south towards Spalding and visited Victoria, who is one of the more unusual ladies I have come across, being clearly a successful businesswoman with various moneymaking activities, escorting simply being one of them. In the past many ladies have told me that is their situation, but this was the first instance where it was clearly the case. We had a successful conversation and I then headed into Spalding itself.

www.violot.co.uk

Spalding is the town in Britain most like the towns one finds in Holland, indeed it is the principle town in the part of Lincolnshire called Holland, and bosts canals which make it easy to find onself stuck in a one way system going the opposte direction to that which one had intended. I was heading for Silks, the town's lone parlour and went all around the houses to get to it, all to little avail as it turned out. Well you win some you lose some.

www.silksofspalding.com

I now headed back to Boston and after filling up with diesel I found my way into the town centre and the current location of Oasis, a sister operation to the LIncoln parlour of the same name. It has moved around the town, the last time I had been there it was located in the Norfolk St. industrial area, but after moving to a third location, now occupies a modern luxury top floor flat in the town centre. The lady working there that day, an attractive black lady called Jodie was game for a photo and with that I got back into my car and headed back home. The weather forecast had been dire, but to my pleasant surprise I only came aross snow in the last few miles before I got home and it had even pretty well disappeared before I actually got home.

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