Wednesday May 19th
20/05/2010
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A day in the West Midlands
Since the beginning of the month, I have been busy finishing off the final two regional books, covering The North of England, Scotland and Ireland and Lancashire, Yorkshire and adjoining areas. But they are now in the hands of the printers and so it made a pleasant change to have a day mainly in Birmingham topping up sex shops and visiting a few parlours.
I kicked off the day in Wolverhampton, but one of the two sex shops I was due to visit had a note stuck on the door, telling any potential visitors, that they would be shut for an hour or so. I swiftly concluded my business next door, curiously all three of the city's sex shops are as close together as can be, two next door to one another with the third straight across the road from them, and I then headed down to Brierley Hill, only to find the sex shop there had closed down, no doubt a victim of the recession.
I had a similar misfortune at the other southern Black Country sex shop I visited next in Cradley Heath, where the chap I needed to see was out for the day fishing and my books had been stored upstairs, where the chap running the store could not find them. I will have to revisit the area some time other than on a Wednesday. I then thought I might pop in and see Dudley Babes, the town's lone establishment, but although their phone rang, nobody answered and since when I referred to my notes I found yet again, Wednesday was not the day to call if I wanted to see the boss, I now decided to head into Birmingham.
I had hoped to be entertained by Crystal of Escort Girls Birmingham, but as seems to be the case so often when I have contacted them, she was too busy to see me, so my first call in Birmingham was on Paris, a mixed race minx who has worked at many parlours in Birmingham and is now doing Saturdays at the Erotic Studio and Fridays at Lucy's apartment in Liverpool, a flat shared by a number of independent ladies just around the corner from Lime Street Station. Mondays to Thursdays however, she entertains from one of the many modern flats near the N.I.A. She was busy when I rang, but was free by the time I turned up. Very keen to show me how well she could perform, I was almost dragged into the bedroom, where she was soon displaying her almost legendary oral prowess. I left the flat satisfied but drained.
I now headed off to see Diane who runs Penny's in Selly Oak and who had told me she would be there until four, but she had been called away. I had similar luck at the Bluebell Suite in Digbeth, where I had hoped to see Precious, their supremo, but I made a nice sum by topping up two sex shops in the city centre and then I headed over to see Shannon at the Erotic Studio. She was still busy when I arrived, so I had a chat with the other lady working that day, who has travelled all over the country working at parlours in her time and had come across me twice before, once in Birmingham and once in Stoke. I heard yet again that the boss of Blue Ice is thinking of calling it a day when her lease runs out, which surprised me, since it is undoubtedly one of the busiest parlours in the city. And when I went around to see her, she was also not there.
That just left a brief call on my accountants, who are also based in Birmingham and then it was on to the motorway and up to Wolverhampton and a successful revisit to the shop that had been shut in the morning.
And with that I headed home.
20/05/2010
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