hermes briefcase, cartier top links...

i have upgraded!! this morning i woke up in a mansion to porn, an orgasm, and a marble white bathroom (in that order.)

it all comes at a price though: the sex was very average:

we get back to his place and i take my clothes off. i start to take off his, pushing him back onto his beautiful bed.

him: you don't mess around, do you?
me: ermm... you've just come past my place in a cab to pick me up at 3 in the morning. was that for some other reason?
him: oh... ummm....

at first i thought it was a case of "big cock, big money- i don't need to bother in the bedroom" but looking back i'm not so sure. it was like having sex with a 19 year old--no idea what he was doing... rough, nasty and wanting me to keep my voice down in case his mummy heard. then again, maybe he was just nervous-i hear i have that effect on men.

the orgasm was diy, and i even supplied the porn myself. still, it was the best wake up call i've had since last week. and for the perks (ie: he has a bed and it's a step up from vsg's), i was certainly not complaining. but let's just say i haven't wiped vsg out of my schedule just yet.