Wednesday, 11 April 2012

The Roman Way

"But apart from the sanitation, the medicine, education, viniculture, public order, irrigation, roads, the fresh-water system, and public health, what have the Romans ever done for us?"  One of my favourite quotations from one of my favourite films.  Now, it seems, I can add to that list, as they also paved what became known as Watling Street, built Carlisle and Londinium.  And the other link between these?  Yes, I'll be visiting Telford (on Watling Street), Carlisle and London in the coming weeks.  Although I am a long-time visitor to the capital, it will be my first visits to Carlisle and Telford.  I'll be starting my tour of Britain's history by visiting the town named after Thomas Telford next week (16th, 17th and 18th April), then up to Roman Carlisle the week after (23rd and 24th April), before heading down to London in May (5th and 6th).
Dexi - travels around Britian
Appropriately, this is about the time of the ancient Roman festival of Floralia - so if you fancy celebrating it with me, give me a call!  I was just wondering, though... will I get to meet Biggus Dickus?

Monday, 9 April 2012

Bunnies and Bank Holidays

It seems like months ago that I last posted on here, as it's been non-stop since returning from Basingstoke.  Suddenly I find myself trying to remember exactly what I've been up to over the past couple of weeks, as they have blurred past in a heady haze.  A recent incall stay produced a couple of new photographs for my website, even though it was a hurried shoot inbetween appointments.  I did especially like this one below, that had a very pleased gentleman in the apartment opposite the hotel watching my window instead of watching his TV.  Some of the, er, more risqué ones will be available on my Adultwork profile, of course.
Dexi - luscious latex

The mobile has been ringing off the hook, and it appears that the sap isn't just rising in the plants but also in the loins of the population.  So, yes, I've been a busy girl, and if you are thinking of a phrase involving rabbits and frolicking, then you would not be far off.  Speaking of bunnies, Easter arrived, and the extra large chocolate Ostrich Egg from Hotel Chocolat did not magically arrive on my doorstep.  I hope Easter Bunny is a masochist, as it's going to get a caning if I see it in the near future.

With a very long Bank Holiday weekend approaching, and grim weather (as usual) along with it, I decided that I had earned a decent night out.  And so it was that I packed my bags and headed 'darn sarf' yet again, to visit friends in the Cotswolds and from there head on to the fleshpots of London, more specifically Club Subversion.  As readers of my blog will know, I've been visiting fetish clubs since 1994, and I am ashamed to say that although the club has been running for some years, this was my first visit.  As it was a 'uniforms' theme, I decided on my RAF corset, fashioned from a vintage RAF overcoat, and my gorgeous Natacha Marro boots.  I was determined to be fully prepared for a chilly evening, unlike my visit in December last year to Torture Garden in Edinburgh.
Dexi - my RAF Corset and Boots
  It was only after getting dressed and preparing to leave with my friends that I realised that the only jacket I had brought with me was my little leopard-print jacket - yet another fail in the Dexi wardrobe planning department.  Although warm, the jacket just skimmed my arse, revealing my opaque panties and stocking tops.  'Oh well', I thought, 'we'll no doubt be able to park fairly close to the club, so it won't matter'.  Well, we did manage to park close by (for London, anyway), but it still meant strolling (in as a confident and care-free way as possible) past numerous pubs and clubs, with onlookers clearly enjoying the view.  I wondered if I looked like a total harlot, before smiling to myself - of course I do!
Dexi - appropriate dress for a stroll in London
 Once in the club (located very close to the Secret Intelligence Service - I wonder if they had their monitoring gear pointing towards the club that night!) things picked up very quickly.  With thumping and grinding dance music throbbing from the speakers, courtesy of The UnderCover Brother Crew, the attendees were already getting into the mood.  A dedicated play area was marked out, too, and clearly very busy.  I do need to thank two particularly gorgeous bisexual  ladies for making the evening especially memorable - S, a mischievous little blonde in latex that caught my eye and who I made 'closer acquaintance' of in the ladies toilets, and Y, (who travelled all the way from the Netherlands), in a clinging and gorgeously sexy military outfit, who I made an even closer 'acquaintance' of on the dance-floor! 

A fantastic night, and it was a very happy girl that made her way back north, with thoughts already of returning to sample London's fetish delights very soon.