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Another day in Manchester and the Wirral

Needing to get a few more photos for my article I had arranged to go back to Manchester today to take photos both of Miss Bryce Jones and at the Manchester Dungeon. However en route to Manchester I got a text from Mitress Teresa saying none of the ladies were interested at the Manchester Dungeon, so I headed straight up to Swinton and got to Miss Bryce Jones' pad about 10.15. She and her fellow domme Mistress Zelda were getting changed, so I waited and then after a fascinating chat with her about the Manchester scene and developments in it, ranging from the impending trial of one lady I know well and the way another lady of our mutual acquaintanceship is mistreating her clients, I took a delightful selection of photos of the two of them and of Miss Bryce Jones alone in their dungeon, one of the best equipped I have come across anywhere.

http://www.missbryce-jones.co.uk

I now popped along the road to see Glen at Cupids. He had moved a few books and maps since we had last met up and we had a chat about the latest gossip, before I headed into the city centre.

http://www.cupidsmanchester.co.uk

Here I called on Big in Amsterdam, a sex shop in the city centre that continues to move decent quantities of my Manchester Street Plan and there I found myself meeting Sid, who amongst other interests has an interest in two longstanding city centre parlours, Eurocosmopolitan and Piccadilly. He wanted to show me how well the girls there can perform and suggested, when I have to time to contact him up front to arrange to enjoy a session or two with some of their best ladies. I thanked him for the offer and told him I looked forward to it.

I was not going to be up for a session that day since I had already arranged to revisit Athena Ladies, the new luxury parlour on the Wirral, which was now operational and I was also hoping to meet one of the men running the outfit, a chap by the name of Ralph.

Having a bit of time on my hands I now headed out to the east of the city to visit American Soda a business that imports American beverages etc, such as Root Beer, which is something I quite enjoy. Somehow I had their address down as on an industrial estate in Hyde, but when I got there I could not find it and asking people I eventually found out that they were now located ten minutes away in Ashton-under-Lyne. Given a phone number I rang them, but found their new location was a very new location not in my ten year old A-Z and after driving around the town for fifteen minutes, I gave up and headed back around the M60 and out to Liverpool to get to the Wallasey Tunnel and then over to the Wirral.

However en route, I get another text telling me the ladies there would be expecting me, but Ralph would not be able to make it.

So be it I thought and I got there roughly when I had told them I would be there. Greeted at the door by the receptionist, she asked me if I were Cliff. I pointed out I was George and she indicated she had been expecting me. I was shown around and introduced to a very attractive and classy blonde by the name of Georgia, who it turned out had already had a baptism of passage in the industry having worked at Sindy Dolls Elite in Chester and then Exclusive Company, one of Manchester's top escort agencies. However besides the complication of there only being one lady, i.e.Georgia, there and she was waiting for Cliff, someone who had rung up and made a booking, the receptionist told me they would expect me to pay for any service. Since I had been led to believe there would be plenty of choice for me and no question of any payment on my part, I was a little put out. After all I could have enjoyed a complimentary session at either EuroCosmopolitan or Piccadilly. But they were adamant that they needed paying, so I made my excuses and headed back to my car parked across the road.

This was the second occasion I had travelled this way, though on both occasions I had other business in the area lined up, but I thought I would at least ring Ralph and explain what had happened. He was thankfully flabbergated by the way I had been treated and asked me to wait a while, while her made a few phonecalls. Five minutes later he rang me back and suggested I return to Athena.

This time I was greeted with open arms and ushered in to be attended to by Georgia, Cliff had not materialised, and proceeded to have a very enjoyable session with a lady who possesses both a first class body and excellent technique. She certainly knows how to make a man feel like a king. I left very refreshed and totally satisfied.

http://www.athenabeauties.co.uk

I had one final call to make this day and this was on Madam Raison D'Etre, a lady who indicates she is based in the Manchester area, but actually is based some way out of the city, but now not particularly out of my way. Operating now since 2005, she is a decidedly class act, boasting a very professional website and available to make appointments every day between 10a.m. and noon, she offers as comprehensive a range of corrective services as can be imagined and delivers them with her own unique mixture of concern, contempt and aplomb. Her principle specialities are everything concerned with cross dressing and forced feminisation, for which she has a formidable range of dresses, shoes, corsets etc. etc. Indeed, perhaps as much as three quarters of her clientele come to her purely for such services and while she also offers more run of the mill corrective services and the unusual service of erotic hypnosis, it is in this field that she excels, even having customers coming from abroad to see her. When we met she let me into the secret that a lot of her clientele are from the legal profession, not that I was unduly surprised.

http://www.madam-raison-detre.co.uk

I now headed off to enjoy an evening's bridge with my regular bridge partner and then headed home, bringing to an end an interesting day.

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