A trip down to Hastings and back

It had been some time since I had visited Kent and East Sussex, so I arranged for a friend of mine who lives in Hastings to put me up for the night of November 2nd and then I rang around a lot of possible calls in Kent for the trip only to find all of them unavailable. I had however a lot of potential calls in Essex and adjoining areas, so I lined plenty of calls in that county for November 2nd and set off early on Wednesday morning.

My first call was on Charlie's Angels, a private flat in Sawbridgeworth, a small town just to the south of Bishop's Stortford, but which curiously boasts two private establishments. Charlie was not unfortunately going to be there, but she assured me that her right hand lady, Vicky would be only too happy to see me. When I got there, they occupy a modern flat near the station, I discovered they were shut, so I rang Charlie and found they only occupied the flat once they were sure customers were on their way. I settled down to sudoku and then got a phonecall to tell me they were there.

Unfortunately I was met with a pretty disinterested party in Vicky and although their star turn Louise was there, she was not even interested in being photographed despite being a semi-professional glamour nude model! Her excuse was that she was rather tattooed and so she would be recognised if I even took a photo of her with her face turned away. It occurred to me she would have the same problem with her model photos, but did not press the matter and eventually left without any success. Well, you win some you lose some.

I now headed down to Harlow, where I met, for the first time, Rochelle, a veteran of the Harlow adult scene, who had expressed an interest in our meeting for some time. We had a pleasant chat, but she has felt the effect of the recession for some time and was wary of spending any money on advertising.

www.rochellesmassage.co.uk

From Harlow I now headed across Essex first briefly popping into Erotic Fantasy, a sex shop in Chelmsford and then heading way over towards the coast visiting a small operation, called the Blue Rooms, run from a bungalow in Bradwell on Sea, somewhere I had never even heard of before let alone visited. The house has copious outdoor space at the rear of the property and it is quite secluded, making it ideal for outdoor play in the summer and an interesting if somewhat out the way establishment. It turned out the lady running it is a lady I had come across running another now closed establishment in Essex, that was less out of the way.

www.bluerooms.org

At least I made a small sale here and then I headed back across to Billericay and my friends at Billericay Sauna. I had a long chat with Clve, the boss and they spent some more money with me and then I headed south to the Dartford Crossing.

www.billericaysauna.co.uk

In Dartford, I was visiting my old friend Vicky, who runs the newly renamed "Dirty in Dartford", formerly known as the Quintessential Experience. She was finding life very tough, with hardly enough customers to get by with, but she is a fighter and I am sure will survive.

www.dirtyindartford.co.uk

While there I got a phonecall from the friends I would be staying with, so I made my excuses and headed off towards Hastings. When I got to my friend Colin's they had booked a table at a local pub and we went off there for an enjoyable curry for both Jackie, Colin's partner and myself, while Colin enjoyed sausage and mash. Colin is a millionaire, running a large and successful coach business of which he owns two thirds, but has inexpensive taste. However even he, while still busy, is finding business tough mainly because of the much higher cost of diesel.

The following morning I headed off to Sheerness, where I had left some books at a sexshop there for some time without revisiting the shop. Mick, the boss was around and we had a pleasant chat about the economic situation. He felt the main reason he had survived while so many sexshops had folded was because he and his partner owned the property in Bluetown, the unusually named corner of Sheerness where his shop is located.

I now headed back to the M25 and then down to Brighton to top up another shop, Taboo and then it was back up the M23 and around to Slough, where I called on Jordan, a very busty working lady, whom I have known for some time, since she had previously been more concerned with parlour management. Now entertaining from rooms at large hotel chains in large towns in the middle of the south of England, anywhere from Brighton to Bournemouth to Milton Keynes to Swindon. She even had a spell in Birmingham a few weeks ago, but will not be repeating that. She was prepared to have a go at advertising on my website, so it was a worthwhile call and with that and after a couple of unsuccessful phone calls, I called it a day and headed home getting back around 8pm.

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