A day in West Yorkshire, spent mainly in Bradford and Huddersfield

Having rung around extensively over the previous few days, I had lined up a number of potential calls in West Yorkshire and so set out around 8 getting to my first call at American Soda's shop in Ashton-under-Lyne, very conveniently located for the M60 around 9.30. I had run out of root beer, a soft drink I am rather partial to, some weeks ago and stocked up, since it was hardly out of my way en route up to Yorkshire. I then got back onto the motorway system and stopped off at the Birch services on the M62. As I left I stopped and picked up a hitchhiker, a car delivery man from the Preston area heading to Bradford. An ex-army N.C.O., he shared my antipathy to lesbians, from his experience of them in the military, rather than their hypocritical attitude towards the adult services industry and turned out to be a UKIP supporter, who candidly admitted their policies did not add up financially, but it did not bother him. It made me wonder if Cameron is going to have problems getting enough potential UKIP voters back voting Conservative come 2015.

Dropping him off at the M62 Jn. 24, I headed off up the A629 to Keighley, where I had arranged to go and see Sam, who has again taken on Seventh Heaven, which under the name Diamond Spa, had been allowed to go somewhat off the boil over recent years. She has obviosuly been finding life tough and I did not make a sale, but I took some photos of a couple of the ladies and then headed off to my next call on Julian at A1 Massage in Thornton.

http://www.bradfordsaunamassage.co.uk

As usual, Julian greeted me in his inimitable manner and promptly suggested I enjoy a session with his latest star, Kathy, a lady I had come across, once even taking her photo at Cosmopolitan, before she moved on to a spell at Flair in Dewsbury. She was as good as all her reviews suggest, demonstrating first class oral talent and it turned out, she originally hailed from County Mayo in the Irish Republic. I told her of my experience of staying at a hotel in County Mayo, the unusually,but not appropriately named Downhill Hotel, though I could not remember in which town in County Mayo, it was located. Downstairs, I then proceeded to sell Julian on ther idea of advertising with me, before I headed back to my car.

http://www.bradfordmassageparlour.co.uk

Back in the car, I now rang Scene One, the city's lone indie sex shop, but Spencer the boss, told me he was okay for books for the time being, so instead I rang Debbie of Huddersfield, who promptly texted me her address and I headed over to see her. Originally from Northern Ireland, until recently she had been based in Halifax, but had moved back to Huddersfield only that day. She reminded me of the lady who had worked at a parlour in Manchester some years ago, who I was told looked like Pamela Anderson and sounded like the Rev. Ian Paisley, which I pointed out was preferable to looking like Paisley, and sounding like Anderson. We had a productive chat and then I headed off to my most eagerly awaited call of the day on Remy Rai, a classy Asian lady, who entertains from a very upmarket luxury apartment, located very conveniently for the M62, Jn. 24. I wondered if I would be up for another exhausting session after my time with Kathy, but I should not have worried. Curiously, although she eschews reviews, she was excellent company, as welcoming as one could have imagined, yet also intelligent company and boasting a good body, which more importantly, she knew how to use to maximum effect. Her oral talent was just as good as Kathy's, which puts her at the top of the range and I left exhausted, yet satisfied an hour later, unfortunately having forgotten to take a photo of her..

http://www.remyrai.com

After two such exhausting and satisfying sessions, the rest of the day was bound to be bit of a damp squib and so it turned out to be. I hoped to visit the Yorkshire chambers and meet up with Mistress Jay, but got no answer when I rang them. I did talk to both Kelleigh Connar, a new working lady operating from Leeds, but she was on her way home by then and Mistress Juliette de Sade, a very notable dominatrix, who I have been trying to meet up with for some time, and who has now decided to concentrate her efforts in London, despite having her own bespoke dungeon in Huddersfield, though she will continue to work in Huddersfield for one week every month. I also had a short chat with James, the boss at a new escort agency called Secret Escort Girls, but with no further useful calls apparent, I decided to head home, getting back around 8.

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