A nicely chilled Pussy

Guess what was given out for free on the streets of Cannes recently,
Standing on street corners thrusting things at other people shouting ‘Free Pussy’.....
Tisk tisk it would never happen in England...or would it?....
No it wasn’t anything to do with me..
Now I though you knew I am not that kind of girl ...
Free pussy? ..ha ha
...Cans of Pussy juice were… (Ahh too many jokes to list here… probably)

It was bound to happen at some point only so many contenders to try and shift Red Bulls claim to fame of the best known Energy drink around...now up pops this Natural Energy one (with milk thistle so it says, Oooh err not sure if that sounds good or not, even I am adverse to trying it because of that..not that a girl should be adverse to trying free Pussy..)
It has tickled my fancy no end..well Ok you can tell that because I have blogged about it...(By the way, I have no idea why the quick pic I took looks like I have red wax lips! As I dont normaly wear lippy I guess thats just not my shade after all)
Now, how in the world are they going to market that I wonder ??? after all… the other Energy drinks sponsor a diverse set of things for publicity what could be appropriate for Pussy I wonder?
..Ummm Battersea Dogs & Cats home springs to mind...Wink

Think I might have to find some for my gents to try when they come a calling this summer as its getting hot and sticky… after all it might be worth it for the giggles ‘Would you like something to drink?..Coffee,Tea...a nicely chilled Pussy?’

After all if ‘Red Bull gives you wings!’…
..I have to ponder what ‘Pussy’ give‘s you…

Out with the new

In with the old…

Ok hands up… the last shoot for my seven deadly sins ...Wrath..
... is an old shoot, but it kind of goes..doesnt it?
Very arty I hope you don’t mind?

I just consider it the most expensive lingerie I have ever donned £300,000 worth of engine oil art to be precise...no its not rubber, no I cant wear it for frolicking in (before any bright spark ask’s..it took two days to get it off and stop smelling like a petrol forcourt as it was)
Cant get much more arty than that can you really…
...It’s Ok will get back to normal and stocking next month promise.

Just Shhh no one tell Mr Saatchi I was rolling around in his art exhibit think it will be Ok it has moved a number of times since so don’t think anyone would be bothered at all...then again the artist of 20:50 might be a bit Wrathfull!
After racking my brains and not having the time to do yet another shoot, just for it alone… I dug up these oil arty pics from a few years back.(they are my favorite)
Considering I haven’t changed weight or measurements since then I didn’t think it would harm any..I still look the same naked..
Ok I was alot blonder at the time (not my choice) but hey they are fab pics anyhow.

Oh yes and if you didn’t notice yet I spent ages tinkering and now have some new screensavers for you DIY’ers out there....to wallpaper with.

Channel four-play

A man goes to bed and reaches over to his wife.
He starts to slide his hand slowly across her shoulders and down her side,
just glancing her breasts..... then carries on down her side to her legs.
He slides her legs apart and slowly runs his hand up and down the inner side of her thighs.
He moves back toward the top and stops.
His wife gasps as he reaches the top of her thighs.
“Why have you stopped?” She moans.

He replies…
.... “I have found the remote… go back to sleep”

Illuminating

What did you think it was..its just a lamp.
Now...Did I go back to the pet shop to pick up my accidentally left historic porn?
Well actually yes I did try on my way to vote..but being a Thursday of course its the day they close don’t you know..well I didn’t (pet shop closed not the voting booths, mores the shame).
Think I would have preferred the historical porn to the politics.
Got to give a girl a gold star for trying to reclaim entertainment for the occasional lonely evening in...this lady needs more stimulation in an evening than watching her fish swim around the goldfish bowl after all...(like you didnt know that already..wink)

Porn, Tea and Measuring me…

So typical day in the life of a completely confused companion on a non frolicking day.
After getting depressed about the boring state of lingerie in UK shops..
Agent Provocateur is getting very old hat and long in the tooth now, way too expensive for what it is.(they should at least give their poor frumpy shop assistants some smarter uniforms than the tired washed out, button missing, pockets torn rags they make them wear.. and take away the one lip stick that they all use that doesnt suit any of them, would be good too).
I don’t know what they have been up too but its like the designers there have gone and had all creativity sucked out off them, they are dishing out the same old tat that everyone one else is....So what’s a girl to do but go Custom Made… its not exactly any more expensive and you get what you want..(even thinking of taking AP off my links they are getting that bad, Myla and Coco-de-mer with them)

Any how yesterday, I went to see the lovely Sian Hoffman a Corsetiere extraordinar who now has the faffing job of repairing the lace on one of my corsets that has been ravaged (yes while romping if you must know in the one shown)and altering another I found.
After cake, tea and measuring me… it was back on the tube I went to get back home the other side of town...All I will say is Sardine Can and you will know what I mean. I don’t like the tube, why do all the strange people sit next to me and want to chat?

So I put up defences and read the rest of a book I had been reading the days before… by Piccadilly I was finishing the second book by A.N. Roquelaure’s ‘Sleeping Beauty’ of trilogy (no I’v not gone soft, its actually slight s&M erotica)

So thinking, ‘there’s a book shop on my way back’ that I can pick up the third book to see what happens next to Beauty.
I Squeeze off the tube a stop early and shuffle off to the nearest book shop… only to pick up not just the third book but I get distracted and pick up a history of collected erotic pictures as well (drawn and old picture graphic porn really).

So on my way back to shelter from the rain (yes I am that disorganized at the moment I went out without an umbrella) I stop of in the local pet shop, Ok and to pick up fish food for my gold fish and a natter with the pet shop people who are terribly nice and friendly.....
After waiting around for the rain to abate and far too much scooting about watching fluffy things in cages, to the point I was starting to think a fluffy rabbit or hamster might be a good idea...(no dont get any ideas I dont want one)
I left after consoling myself with another fish to add to the others in my fish globe…
.. only realizing much later on in the evening when the shop had shut, that I had left the naughty books on the pet shop counter!

Now it wouldn’t be so bad if it wasn’t a shop I go in so often, but they know me…
how embarrassing… so do I go back and ask them if they found any left books on the counter?
You can see what would be coming next cant you..either they are going to ask me what type of books or even worse the quiet man that stand in the corner(who is very helpful, if a bit slimy) might have taken them home for some fun and I will be left asking after naughty books that where never there..
Umm...should I go ask ‘Ooops sorry to bother you but did I leave my porn in your pet shop yesterday?’ or buy more?