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Well its been a little while, I've been quiet I've travelled )(Hong Kong, UK, Japan) and I've been thinking. I haven't been as happy since I quit being a working girl so I've decided to fix that. Melanie of Sydney shall be relaunching! Look forward to a new and hugely improved website, top quality service as always and some groovy new promotions and features. I am working on the new website as I write this, the flat graphics are done I now have to chop them apart code it all together, code in the functionality, film some little videos, revamp the gallery layout making it more flexible and filterable fix up the content then upload it and reattach it to the domain which many people did notice is currently a dead link. I've lost the green coloured hair and returned to being a red head, I may change it again - I'll see how I feel. I am available on MSN for chatting and arranging bookings and by email on melanieofsydney@hotmail.com I'll be taking in calls at Pyrmont this time. If you have any suggestions for things I should incorporate into my new site please send me an email or post a comment to this blog entry :)
I've been fielding a bunch of emails and messages asking what is happening with me, so I have decided to write an update. Hmmmm, I've mostly been doing webdesign, contemplating things to do with my new company i want to start, sleeping and entertaining and feeding my 2 live in boyfriends. I'm quite happy and content at the moment, albeit much poorer. I'm a moderator over at FIA now, and can still be foud in chats some nights and im still available via msn if you want to chat. Please dont bother with the I've never seen you before, I'll pay you $$$$$ up to like 10 ties more than I was charging. Whilst its very flattering to be sought after, its also an insult that people give the impression that once a prostitute always a prostitute. I choose who I see now, at times and circumstances it suits me. There isnt a price for me to see strangers anymore, think of it more like walking up to some random chick you find interesting on the street and start offering her money for her pussy... hmm not a good idea there. However, If you are just wanting to have a nice talk, dinner etc, not hands on at all I would still be amicable to being hired for that, however dont get any ideas that you will be able to sweep me off my feet, im very happy with my life and i am not easily swayed, especially by people who are so full of themselves they think they could do that. I got a pet mouse recently, he is very cute, but all he ever does is dig, and pick up paper and cat litter from his cage and deliberately fill up his waterbowl. I've been playing way to many computer games. I've become almost completely nocturnal, i find it very difficult to sleep when its not daylight. I've redyded my hair, it now blends down the length from bright blue to green to black. I am consuming way to much V in order to keep motivated to complete some of my projects some days. If you are feeling adventurous, I am interested in having investors for my new copany email me if you are interested - serious enquiries only.
Wed, Jun. 14th, 2006, 04:10 pm It's Over.
I have decided today to quit being an escort. There are several factors that have led into this. But I had a very emotional phone conversation early this afternoon, and I have decided to change my life to become apparently more "normal". Also whilst I did enjoy my work, and all the attention from people, it is a tough job to do and I think I am becoming more happy within myself and dont feel the need to do this to myself. That said the time i spent with people is not torturous or particually draining in most cases but the way it effects you outside play times can most certainly be. Over next few weeks at least I will still see my existing clients but I wont take on any new clients. Beyond that I may see my very regular clients or I may not thats something I will decide when i come to it. Thanks to everyone who has been following my blog and sending me emails about various topics oive discussed in it. My blog will continue for a while at least, I'll keep you updated on what I do with my time :)
Had a friend in town from the UK, and since I do take much pleasure in corrupting innocent type folk, we thought it best to dress him up and take him aong to hellfire. www.hellfiresydney.com So we went and bought a few extra items and accessories from Risque in the Cross http://www.risqueboutique.com and after going to see the Australian String Quartet earlier in the evening www.asq.com.au all dressedup nicely and formally, we went home to get into fetish mode. Black clothing, fishnet material, clinchers and lots of metal spikes :) We arrive at the club, my friend Paul from the UK, my partner and I, checked our coats in and went to get drinks and do some people watching before we go dancing ourselves. Now all 3 of us are already pretty comfy together after playing around at home on some of the previous days that week (straight playing only - all bums were safe) so after watching the crowd for a while, and then watching a woman tied to a frame and whipped, we went and had a smoke then ventured onto the dance floor. I danced Melanie Sandwich style between my friend and my partner, then sideways between them, alternately grinding my hips into them and pashing them. I was having a great time, you feel kinda special hanging around when you've got 2 guys to play with. I temporarily had myself a 3rd guy to dance with at one stage but he went away after I wouldnt let him put his hand up my skirt - I think maybe dancing with 2 guys and that I was and wearing something that showed my tits, arse and puss had something to do with sending out the its cool if you stick your hand in my pants message. We went and got more drinks had another cigarette, then i needed to go to the bathroom. Seems the girls toilets is the place to be, there were 2 guys in there as well, 1 i had a conversation with, the other we being peed on. On a later visit to the toilet I was bending over close to the mirror fising my makeup, and a random girl decided shed just grope my ass while I was doing that, she appologised saying she probably shouldnt just do that but i was just sticking it out there so she couldnt help herself. We watched a floor show, a guy dressed as a cowboy, who had a great many tattoos did a pole dance, he was very strong and could do superman style moves on the pole. Then back to more dancing. This time a girl came up to us, she was there with someone but she started dancing with me after telling me I looked like such a horny slut dancing with 2 guys. We danced very close with my 2 boys and her man and some other guys around watching, she put her hand up my skirt and since she was pretty good looking plus i figured playing around with her would only excite my male company not make them feel left out i thought what the hell. So soon he had her hand inside my totally see-through undies, so i started kissing and licking her breasts and put my hand up her skirt and inside her undies too. So we danced and masturbated each other, soon enough she had her fingers up me which she removed after a while and licked them clean. I proceeded to finger her a bit more then fed her juices to my friend Paul. We danced some more, and the guy who was dancing with me earlier came back and danced with me and my 2 guys, Its quite alot of fun having 3 guys grinding up against you. Then there were hands all over the place, I let the other guy feel my tits but still wouldnt let him out his hand up my skirt, so he proceeded to grope my male friends whilst still dancing with my, my partner liked this, my Uk friend was getting quite uncomfortable about it so we left the dancefloor, got drinks and sat on a longer together for a while, then picked up our jackets and went home. At home I was put on a leash dragged to the bathroom (only half against my will) and the 2 of them proceed to cover me in custard, and then my visiting friend beat off into my hair. All in all it was a pretty good night. Now some pictures, before hellfire, a picture of my arm afterward, some random pictures of me drunk with no makeup on, some other pictures of me i took tonight one of which I look very odd in, and a picture of some nice sunsets over the city. Click here to see picturesIts promotion time again - this time with a specific aim, I want to get to the UK asap (ive grown quite fond of my friend who visited me) and Id like to go for a few weeks, and see all of the UK I can. There will be a newsletter exclusive promo offer and if you looked at the front page of my website there is a sports hostess promotion now as well :) I've never been outside of Australia so the throught of travelling is a little scary but I still really want to go so help me out and I'll look after you as well ;)
Sat, Apr. 29th, 2006, 06:18 pm Melbourne 6hrs.
Well, i did end up going to melbourne yesterday, whirlwind last minute trip, i finished a booking and my taxiride cd was still on, and knowing they were performing that night I ring my bf and im like bring my coat and my creditcard - im going to melbourne! So he did (what a nice guy) and he also collected my washing from my work apartment :)
So in a cab to the airport i go, buy a ticket for the next melbourne flight and once im handed my itinery im thinking to myself this is crazy!
But i had a great night, taxiride at the mercury lounge and then clubbing at gay bars with my friend i flew out again at 6am - and slept all today :) Mon, Apr. 24th, 2006, 07:26 pm "Am I normal?"
Often people seem to be asking if they are normal, I guess since guys dont really get to chat about intimate type things with other guys besides the "i screwed this hot chick the other night it was crazy, we did all kinds of stuff", and guys dont tend to get to compare penises other than the odd peek at the urinal, they want confirmation from somewhere. Working girls is assume, well me inparticular seem to field such questions. No this is not an invitation to bombard my inbox and msn with photos of your penises, enough people have done that already. Its merely a little expose from what ive seen of the significant number of men ive seen over the years. Firstly, penis size. I think, because of porn so many guys feel quite inadequate, not suprised since porno pee pee's tend to be in the "monster cock" category. Having a penis that large is not average, nor do i think its quite as useful as all it will do is hurt/injure your average type female. So what is the mean/average penis size? Well from my sample which id like to consider statistically significant, and including across all ages/races/body types - I'd estimate from about 4.5-6 inches in length and about a 20c piece in thickness - when fully aroused of course. But before you whack down your jocks, break out the lube and find a ruler, there is much more to good sex that having a regular type penis. Penises come in all sizes, shapes and colours - and no particular attributes guarantee a great feeling on the receiving end. Ive had penises and the low end of the scale rock my world and large ones which bring nothing but a full feeling, ive had small penies that seem to hit no effective spots and larger ones that made me moan in delight, ive had all matter of inbetween sizes be both good, bad and indifferent. Some penises are bent one way or the other like a banana, some are shaped like traffic cones thick at the base and small at the top(these are hard to keep a condom on) some are like reverse traffic cones, some are two toned, some have foreskins so tight you cant pull it back over the head of the penis without hurting its owner, some have so much foreskin you could store half an orange in there. No two penises are alike, so there is no set best way to make use of them. So the penis you have, is what tool you have to work with, and without surgery or some nasty devices there isnt much you can change about it. But why should you want to, you should be happy with your below the belt friend, he brings you pleasure- and if you use him right - he can bring others pleasure too! Now the thing with all these different penises is that there are all so all these different shapped vaginas, deep, shallow, tight, looser, and all matter of configuration of prefernces in pleasure points. So whilst you may be dynamite dick with one chick it may do very little for another when used in the same manner. Now this may seem frustrating at first, but its not, its part of the fun of having sex with new people, discovering what works best for you, missionary, doggie - fast or slow, what angle, what pace. Of course before you get to this part is foreplay - could be tongue, fingers on clit or inside, gentle or rough, fast or slow - again its all variable. The trick to being the horizontal mambo master is reading your partners body language, finding what she likes and continuing to do that :) Secondly, Fetishes. So many people so many fetishes. Often people wonder if they are particuarly unusual or kinky, and more often than not i get fairly similar kinds of requests. So ive decided to list off the most common requests in order of most often requested. 1.Natural french swallow 2.Anal stimulation with toys/strapon on male 3.Female jism/ squirting 4.threesomes - with another girl or guy both bi and straight 5.foot/shoe fetish 6.costumes 7.anal sex - on me 8.roleplay 9.B&D type things (low level almost always)- includes tie and tease, whips, spanking, humiliation, crossdressing. 10.natural french with facial 11.snowballing (cum transferred from mouth to mouth) 12.swing clubs I do get lots of other requests as well but these are the most popular. So there we go- now you know what is normal/average :)
Well its been a while since i wrote in here, so this entry will be a longer one. Firstly I'd like to have a speel about Foxy Alex's( www.foxyalex.com ) 21st birthday bash - I am waiting for some pictures from my friend who had a digital camera and will post some tasteful or otherwise approved photos later. So earlier in the day on the Friday i'd been looking forward to for ages, and saving my liver for for a month odd beforehand, I dragged the gift for the gorgeous girl that is Alex up to her flat. The gift was from myself, my partner and a friend of mine who'd swindled an invite as Alex had said to bring someone fun along. So here I am at retravision in the city collecting the item, a bloody large box which as it turned out was 25kg and not that easy to get a taxi to stop for me. I ended up running through traffic with this box and perseuding the cab driver to still take me tho he said he was finishing - im like its close and it on your way - so he helped me shove it in the boot and we jumped in the cab with everyone honking horns at us. I get to Alex's apartment buzz up and spend about 5 minutes trying to figure out getting me and the box trough the door, and i took so long the lift now wouldnt let me up :( But luckily Alex had come down to meet me, she was all dressed up and look smashingly elegant, black stilletos, black evening dress (could have been lace i dont remember), hair all done up. I felt terribly underdressed I was in jeans, daggy lose tshirt and slip on shoes, no make up or hairdo, and struggling with the box. Up the elevator into her apartment which already has several people milling about starting the party early. I set the box on the ground and wished alex happy birthday and informed her Id gotten her a stand alone ice maker (so all u boys visiting her can always have cold drinks from now on) Alex has a very social home life, whenever ive been over there theres always quite a few people, usually enjoying some beverages so I thought the was the most appropriate gift. Plus what do you get a girl who throws such a massive party for all her firends and family to enjoy. I set up the machine as more people continuously flowed into the apartment the busser going off every 5 min. A few of us stood round and waited for the first ice cubes to be created. Once that occured and a few cherrs when round i took off home to get ready. The previous day my partner and I went shopping for our outfits, we got shirts from Antwan's. His whilst at a first glance seemed like a rather busy black and white business shirt, on closer inspection was actually a few thousand male figures engaging in all manner of sex acts you could possibly imagine. Mine was a black business styled blouse with silver prints of classic 1950's female on female bondage. The sales lady was fabulous at upselling, and introduced us to a black clincher - its like an underbust corset - and it looked very cool over the shirt - i was umming and arring if i should get it since it was $598 - but my partner liked it so I did. Back at home getting ready i put on the previously mentioned shirt and clincher with a black knee length skirt nd my signature springy boots and set about doing some dramatic black and white makeup and styling my hair in a 50's movie star look. My partner arrived home from work, got ready and i culled my usual handbag down to this tiny vintage pyramid handbag i had and off we went to meet everyone at 7pm for drinks at cargo bar. Called Alex - change of plans she was runnign late so we walked round to the casino to meet everyone closer to the wharf. There was some confusion about which boat, which wharf etc, but it all got sorted out and we got underway. Nice cruise ship, open bar, seafood buffet, great mix of people - what an awesome start. I met lots of Alex's friends and some other WL's, one of which was Imogen ( www.imogeninternational.com ) , now Alex had told me earlier Imogen was coming along, and admittedly I was hesitant to meet her. Imogen is high class working lady, and quite a bit more than my price range. I expected her to be a bit snobbish - but she was anything but that. Imogen is a gorgeous, perfectly toned, tanned blonde bombshell, who is so down to earth and friendly - very easy to get along with. Out on the dancefloor - boy can this girl move - we exchanged numbers at the end of the night and will catch up later on! Partying away eating drinking, chatting enjoying the view, dancing we were having a great time. But Alex had more treats planned. Strippers! Yay! there was supposed to be more but some of the ladies didnt show up. So we had 2 gorgeous guys and one very sexy girl to entertain us. The first guy a fabio look alike buff and tanned strutted his stuff removing item after item of clothing, playing up to Alex who was seated centrally on the dancefloor, draggng some of her family into it for something that whilst only groping was somewhat incestuous. He got all the way down to his undies and was gyrating all over Alex who was getting a quick feel in whenever she had the chance, and not being shy about it or where she was doing it! Down to his birthday suit keeping his hand in place for modesty or being on top of alex so no one could see he concluded his show and we went on dancing again. Then came the female stripper - Charlie - tally leggy cute brunette who was very flexible and athletic doing the splits and removing her bunny outfit and tantalising Alex with her feathered fan. This girl put on a great show, covering her breasts in hair contitioner whilst standing behing an unsucpecting male then pulling is head back and rubbing herself all over his face. She then got out some white body paint and got Alex to help rub it all over her chest - Alex seemed to quite enjoy this - Charlie then proceeded to make a breast print and autograph it for Alex. More dancing and drinking by the crowd. Whilst i was sitting down with my partner and some other people having a chat Alex came up and gave us a scratchie ticket. Standard $2 scratchie which i insisted on scratching whilst my partner said we shouldnt since at the moment its still potentially a winner, but once I scratch it it wont have the potential, I argued that it may not be a winner and if it was a winner i wanted to know, he said we should keep it becuase at the moment is was potentially something more, he began to continue and i told him i dont care about schrodingers f**king cat snatched the ticket and scratched it, 2x$50,000 and 2x $5 and 2x what looked like $500. I chucked it on the table pronounce the cat was dead and continued on my drink. My partner picked it up and tapped me and said "i know im very drunk but if im not mistaken that last one is a $50,000 - the ticket is a winner" I looked at it in disbelief - it was it was passed round the table and yep it was a winner. I told Alex i loved her. But by this time my partner had looked at the ticket more closely and on the back the conditions read: CLAIMING INSTRUCTIONS winning tickets of $10,000 or more must submit claim form by mail. Claim forms are supplied by santa clause. all winning tickets must be validated by the tooth fairy and conform to her game rules. winning prizes may NOT be claimed anywhere, so forget about it! all winners are losers and must have an excellent sense of humour. Holder must complete this portion of the ticket in invisible ink. THIS TICKET IS FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY. So it was a fake :(. Alex old us that the boat owner had given her one and she got very excited then felt really let down which was really a shitty thing to do to someone on their 21st. I suggested she should accidently spill red wine on his nice white shirt. so onto the last stripper, Captains outfit, glasses regimented walk in, Sallute to the birthday girl and then the music changed and off he went dancing around ripping off velcro clothing to reveal a very strappy bucked number covering his very fit body. He was the tall dark haired handsome type, and he seemed to be having a great time. Doing things like humping alex's leg, and from the angle of the audience pretty much having his head up her dress. More velcro rips and he is naked. rubbing his bits and pieces on alex but keeping his hand over for his own modesty. more drinking and dancing then the cruise is over and everyone makes there way by taxi or foot back to Alex's place. Her apartment was packed people drinking talking, CKY on the tv, stereo up loud, people dancing, people dissappearing for stints then returning. After a while of all the goings on and much more alcohol, everything kinda goes hazy and it seems i was quite under the weather and finding the best spot was asleep on my partners chest curled up on the lounge at which time it was decided i should be taken home. Suicide Girls. I went to the annandale show of the suicide girls tour, ( www.suicidegirls.com ) essentially, punk pin up girls who do softcore erotic modelling for the web and run blogs etc. We went to see modified girls - bit like myself actually, i got a bit dressed up and made sure i wore and backless top to show off my own tattooed artwork. I found the show disspointing - whilst i did really just expect bit of a fancy amature strip show - this didnt even live up to that. It was essentially, a stage show with girls down to their undies most of which had black gaffatape crosses on their nipples, trying to act in little skits with all the finess of a junior high school production. The outfits were not amazing and how many times can u watch the same 8 girls strip over and over again they yelled into the mic and kept asking who wants to see more boobs. They tried to show they were hardcore by defiling the front 3 rows of the audience, pouring bottle after bottle of beer on them, or spitting beer or water, throwing the occasional bottle into the audience and at one stage a lit cigarette. One girl dressed as a rabbit spat chewed carrot at the audience. Of the 8 girls 2 showed nipples, and only 1 of those had any serious tatooing she also had her nipples pierced, one had 2 tiny tattoos and the others had none.There was no noticable other piercings, or coloured hair, extreme hair do's or makeup or even accessories. The did some badly portrayed bondage scenes, and other little skits i couldnt figure out the plot. Im glad we only paid $40 a ticket not the higher price that was at the metro show. It was still a rip off, i even contemplated leaving early. I think one guy up the back summed it up nicely hed yelled out show us your tats a few times but the last time he yelled out he got a good response from the audience "show us your tats, we didnt come here to see boobs!" Perhaps i should have went round distributing business cards saying if you'd like to see a girl with piercings and tats.....
So I was cruising round my compter the other day and found the way old version of my site - the original Melanie of Sydney dot com.
It was from my first stint as a private - where I advertised in the paper only - i was also working inhouse at the time. I stopped working for a bit then I can back as a full force private - the Melanie you know now :)
I have decided to upload the old site purely for interest purposes of my adoring fans (cough cough, choke choke)
http://archivewebsite.melanieofsydney.com
I posted this on FIA
here http://www.funinaustralia.com/forums/board/index.php?showtopic=12010&st=0&gopid=60843&#entry60843
but im quite proud of this little rant so im going to publish it here, this is in response to a topic about married me losing interest and stuff about making relationships work etc.
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well with the list of things a woman would ideally want - my partners on a good thing - but alas he must share me - that level of sexual drive equals more than the man can give. I have an open relationship so I can happily play away from home and outside work with who i choose, but its always honest and whenever we venture off in different directions we come back and swap explicit details (usually while having sex together) and that works well for us.
I think its not monogamy in a relationship that is important it is the companionship, the love and the honesty. I think for a relationship to work as well as it can with 2 people you shouldnt have secrets - you shouldnt feel like you need to have them - sometimes it can be hard to come out with them but its sooo much better when you do. your guilt over keeping something can sabotage your feelings and behaviours to your partner. That said you needed to have this level of honesty from the start - you cant come out with ur secret history of seeing WL every week 10 or 20 years into a marriage - its not gonna work.
When finding someone you should be honest about what ur into , if you like the variety hell ideally she is bi - and you can enjoy the variety together or go swinging together - have your sexual fun with others sometimes - its just bonking - but actually make love together - emotional sex is oh so much better -but it doesnt stop u from wanting a quick hot shag with a co worker after uve been on the piss at the christmas party.
For me - i hope my partner gets round to proposing to me at some stage - we are soulmates we know everything about each other, we are always here for each other and he is very comfortable with how i like to have my life - wish me luck
(oh yeh just to rub it in I cook, I clean, I bake, I sew, I like to suck, I like anal, I like sex every which way, and I like being eaten, and i like bringing other girls home to join us)
My my, how this year is just rocketing past its February already!
What have i been up to?
Few weeks ago I had the pleasure of meeting Foxy Alex and doing a bi double with her, she is loads of fun and cute to boot. Boy does she have a big strap on - and she knows how to use it! Afterwards I stayed up to the early hours getting to know her as well, she is such a sweetie :)
Ive been preparing for going back to uni and masterminding a special offer forend of Feb/beginning of March - stay tuned for details.
Loads of misbehaving in Melbourne, I took along 2 of my bi girlfriends to hang out with away from bookings, cocktails in the spa, nights in Melbournes pubs and the casino, and 5 in a room naughtiness (lucky boys) in which i managed to damage a wall with some energetic bed action - i dont think the hotel noticed the damage tho so shhhhhhhhh!
Other than all that ive just been doing the usual type Mel things, though I will be a full time uni student again soon, once i gte my new timetable I'll advise my availability!
I have been thinking, ive been talking to people about things Cleo and I can get up to in session, and realsied that probably partially becuase i made the name up, people dont know what a cat stack is. Cat-stack(kăt stăk) verb - To assume and maintain the position of one female lying on top of the other with pussies(colloquial) aligned and in an accessable way, hanging off the end of a bed with legs of both females apart. This position is usually performed with all parties fully undressed. The aim of this position is to allow the 3rd participant to perform cunnilingus on both females simulanteously. also very achievable Love-Triangle (lŭv trī'ăng'gәl) verb - The act in which 3 people simultaneously perform oral sex on each other in a triangluar formation. Also ive just signed up as an advertiser at www.funinaustralia.com - profile etc to be loaded later today or tomorrow so ill be chatting over there more frequently too. Ive also been contemplating doing A 1hr a fortnight or week webcam chat - but i dont know - let me know what u think!
Well i hope everyone heeded my advice about excessive drinking - becuase i most certainly did not, i woke up with a huge hangover on the scorching day that was new years day - but i didnt puke. I did throuhout the evening play bar girl - i have a wonderfully stocked corner bar- its my pride and joy and i made some special shots for everyone. FIRE and ICE 20mL Absinthe 15mL Vodka (preferrably a flavoured absolut vodka) teaspoon of sugar - preferably a cube of sugar Shake vodka with plenty of ice, into a shotglass pour the absinthe over the sugar on a teaspoon, light the spoon and carmalise the sugar dripping it into the shotglass allow the alcohol in the glass to catch light. leave for 20 sec then blow out the flame and pur the chilled vokda over the back of the spoon so it sinks to the botton of the glass - there will be no visible layering. Serve immediately to get the full effect of hot absinthe followed by icy vodka straight down your throat :) Party went well, various people in a multitude of undress, doing massage, tarot card readings, dancing just generally running amok. the fireworks view was supurb i will post pictures later. what else has been going on, urm usualy stripper mum stuff, lots of sleeping and anythign else i want coz i quit my day job! Im currently a full time pleasure provider but im soon to be a full time student as well i am going back to complete my degree this year, just have to choose my subjects!
Fri, Dec. 30th, 2005, 11:13 am
Well ive been pretty slack in writing in my blog havent I? its been busy with christmas and all so I should have a bit of an update. I had a pretty good christmas, great home cooked meal, family get together etc and I spent alot of time at the beach. I covered myself in suncream as im very pale and didnt want to get sun burnt i did miss a patch tho and got burnt on the back of my right ankle :( I spent 3 days at the beaches all up and down the coast and with all that sand and surf my hair faded to an awful an inconsistent lime green. I have since redyed my hair back to dark green so I dont have skanky surfie hair :) New potts point apartment is working out nicely I still have some curtains to sew, but overall im very happy with the red and white decor.Also it is airconditioned - very important when its hot outside and u wanna get hot inside :) Last 2 nights I spent at strip clubs, first night doing the rounds - second night watching Alexis - now called Roxy at Showgirls in the cross. Her first shift in Australia, she is still a newbie but she is having a great time and her dancing skills will improve with practice, but shes got a great body and a great smile, she is young (just 18) and very cute, and she seems to be having a lot of fun - so i think she'll do well. Had a bunch of friends come along last night to support her and we all had a good time - few to many drinks a private show with Roxy and all of us coaching her on her moves. Left bit after midnight went and got dinner/brekkie and the 24hr cafe Krave with Cleo and then wandered home and poured myself into bed :) Just spoke to Roxy she got home about 6:30am and she is back on again from 8pm tonight - were going to go get her a new outfit and get a massage and facial done. Hope you all have a great new years and dont get too drunk - becuase then you'll spew and your friends wont like you, or you'll get a hangover and you wont like yourself.
Sat, Dec. 3rd, 2005, 09:45 am Pictures!
One arty shot of me, and some of last nights storm front coming through and a cool one of some lightning hitting one of the buildings in the city and making a 90 degress turn as it runs down the outside. Click here to see photos
Thanks to everyone who submitted ideas, sorry ive been a while sorting through them. Some ideas i received were quite hardcore, and some were just softcore versions of those and whilst some were most creative they werent quite what i was looking for for my website, but i shall keep them in mind if i ever start a paysite! Among my favourites: The softer core WAM(wet and messy) fetish type - jelly, custard other food types to plain old wet tshirt types The Pulp Novel covers - very nice idea but not quite suited to the planned re-developemnt of my site The suicide girls look - with the unwrapping of ribbns was very tempting especially coming up to christmas. but with so many votes and ideas around the naughty secretary - i had to go with the corporations. So the winner was the first entry suggesting a naughty office girl - but hat i likes especially about this entry was this suggestion "Panties around your ankles and just a shot of your feet under a desk" suggestive without revealing. So the winner is a gentleman who goes by the name of Glenn, I have emailed him. Thanks again for all your entries.
here we go another skydiving entry :) Friday I did 2 more jumps, i was supposed to do 3 but had a bit of a mishap on the second and wimped out... It was all fine good exit and im learning how to be stable without the instructors hanging on, 5000ft chute pulling time - i missed the ripcord and grapped the cable holding above it (whoops!)i tried pulling didint work (obv) one of the instructors grabbed the ripcord for me (note to self wear sports bra so breasts dont obscure view of ripcord handle) then my chute opens, well mostly half of it was tangled, practice flare - corrected it a little, try again, no improvement - now im supposed to cut it and go reserve at this point but im a bit panicky its like ive got half a chute i wanna keep this one - what if the reserve is worse? so i pull a few more times nothing - and im starting to spin a bit - ok reserve time. look, reach, grip, punch, arch and i have a reserve and its open properly (yay!) put away all the cables and fly as im told - the guy on the radio is like "are you ok?" he cant hear me but i answer "No" anyways... the chute is a bit smaller and its hardly ever used so its new and shiny and it moves fast and coming into land i flare - it doesnt slow down much at all! target assistant (the bloke helping me how to steer safely to ground) does his best to slow me a bit by grabbing me, but its a rough lading i jar my ankle and my back, im lying on the ground in pain and shock - so i cry a bit (what a girl!) then get up and pick up chute get it van back to the buildings. Regular skydiving staff people thing its cool to go a reserve ride - i didnt agree - its not that fun dropping into freefall again hoping for the second chute to be issue free, but its all good, i know now i can keep my head in an un-ideal situation, friday and saturday i was like i dont wanna jump again, today im like maybe, so i probably will - im a an idiot :) Im off to melbourne this week to meet up with all the nice people who have booked me :) - if you'd like to be in that club let me know - just email me or give me a sms or a call :) well thats all i have to say for now...
I jumped today after fabulous late minute driver request to Cleo, something much in the way of, I just woke up, the weathers good, wanna go skydiving. So I did. Click here to see pictures
well, if you are over at SDU, ud have read i got rained out of the actually skydive, so im waiting for the next cloudless day i have time to go....
in other matters ive finished my playmate cleos site www.cleoinsydney.com (remind me i should put the banner on my links page)
and ive also made a banner for a religion ive joined. before you all run away screaming... its FSM - flying spaghetti monsterism and heaven has a stripper factory and a beer volcano. its a spoof of the intelligent design people who petitioned the board in kansas to have it taught in schools.
ive made a banner for it - tho its too large to use as a signature - so ill make more later http://www.melanieofsydney.com/fsm/inthebeginningbanner.gif
to find out about FSM visit www.venganza.com though a good summary is at http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Flying_Spaghetti_Monster
Totally unrelated to the sex industry, i did my skydiving course today, i jump tomorrow. im pretty psyched been practicing at home... head back, in, out, go, hard arch (almost sounds like sex - lol) horizon, ground, alti so yes im happy ill post pics in here after im done! YAY!!!!!!!
Well - welcome to my new blog format - open to comments which i can screen - you dont have to be a member to comment either u can comment as anonymous as well if u like! First off apologies for the lack of blogging recently but im back now and ill make sure i post some stuff as often as I had said i would. Firstly I'd like to plug my birthday special - see the welcome page or my personal space in the www.sensualdownunder.com.au forum. Secondly i'd like to point out im now an SDU(sensualdownunder) advertiser - so if you are an SDU frequenter every so often ull get some pics and banner for me round that site along with the other fabulous ladies over there. Now for some kind of meaningful post - the topic for today is about me finding escorting emotionally fulfilling. Oddly enough im not some kind of sexual, unemotional robot and being a sex worker can be a great thing. I think one of the most fulfilling things about this line of work is that it is one for the few jobs where you can directly make other people feel good. In an office you make paperwork (even if its electronic) which makes more work for other people so really makes no one happy. I guess the sex industry is a bit like being a tradesman, the services you provide directly cause improvements for the people you meet. There is nothing better than knowing the hour or so of effort you just put in has left another person feeling alot better than before it all started. I also like to cater for fantasies - i like people to tell me what they really want, maybe its something they've never experienced but wanted to - and I like to make it happen. I love meeting people, talking to people, getting to understand how people work. I find in such an intimate situation people can be alot more open then they are normally. Also, sex work has boosted my self confidence immensely. Hard to believe for anyone who has met me but I was once very shy, not the least bit outgoing, and I had a pretty poor view of myself. Stick me in a situation when men are choosing girls over one another, putting down maybe a day or mores wages for an hour with a girl, and when some of them are choosing you over girl who you considered a zillion times better looking than yourself and you start to feel pretty fine. This continues you get regular customer, people hear about you from others - as someone who was never the popular kid at school - this is mindblowing. Ha ha i always wanted to be popular - i just didnt see escorting as a way to achieve it. With this kind of confidence its easy to just be "out there", i like to show myself and my personality on my site just how I am, no bullshit. I want people to choose to see me, because they like how I am, not because they like some false character ive created, just because they think "hey she seems like a cool chick". Since joining SDU, ive gotten reviews. reviews are the best thing in the world - not just for some great marketing tool (though they work wonders) but because they are interesting and can be quite emotionally touching. It goes back to the whole self esteem/self confidence thing i was just talking about and the making people happy thing - you can read about how you made someone feel, what they thought about you, and what you made them feel. After reading a review i feel pretty spesh. I combined my reviews so far in my personal space on the SDU forum, not just for potential clients ease but for mine. I'm not going to kid you, i dont have it all together - no one does - but when im feeling a bit down on myself a read through reviews is an awesome pick me up. Just a note - this isnt a scab for reviews - but if u feel even slightly inclined, please do even a simple one liner can be nice (though if its more in depth i might have myself some one-handed net surfing material if you catch my drift) Its also been great over the years meeting girls in brothels, hearing their stories, sharing experiences, tips etc... winging bout unpleasant clients, chatting about the good ones. In the girls room, most girls are open, they are all fabulous people some are emotionally damaged but they are all strong inspiring women and for the most part very supportive. I think being involved in the sex industry has open my eyes as to what people are really like so much more than any other experience ever could have.
Im going to be in Melbourne at club 556 again on the 7th and 8th of October! I love going to melbourne I go out at nights catching up with friends seeing bands... and I meet lots of new people during the day! Just added some new pics as well.. Sorry to anyone who has wanted to leave comments but cant - ive shut down this feature - if you'd like to respond just email me - let me know if you'd like it published and ill put it up unedited if its something suitable and relevant! As thanks to everyone who has submitted picture ideas so far they are good keep them coming! Mel.
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I've been toying with an idea for a while now, to do new pictures for my website. So what ive though of is to run a suggestion competition, and whoever comes up with the best photo shoot idea, can come on location with myself and my photographer and help direct it - and also help me with important things like putting oil on me, or ice on my nipples to keep them hard that type of thing - and get a half priced hour with me as well. So do you think this is a good idea? or just let me know your ideas.... email me melanieofsydney@hotmail.com Mel.
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Sorry i've been quiet, been super busy since I got back from my Melbourne tour! Must have been the great reviews - check out www.sensualdownunder.com.au (you'll have to register to see the review part of the forum, im under NSW privates) and I've got a sydney outcall review now.
I love reading the reviews, its really cool to see it from the recieving end of my service. Plus it boosts my ego.
Must dash..
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Since I started i've been in and out of the industry all over the place, always part time always keeping a normal day job. Ive worked in high class parlours to the lowest of non-council approved dives at times, but ive always prefered somewhere in the middle. Smaller, friendly close knit establishments always suited me best,im friendly honest and not afraid to work hard. I've always been one of the few girls happy to talk to others about what I do in the rooms, what extras I do how much I charge- i know how hard it is starting out when no one will even give you a ball park figure. I also figured, why not say? If a client comes in and you've given another girl all the tips under the sun, he picks who he wants but the girls looks and personality - if he didnt want to see me on that the service quaality means nothing - good service keeps clients - im happy for others to keep them. Ive never been competitive in brothels either im happy to earn what i earn see people who like me rather than selling myself in a pushy manner, i like to see people who just like me as me , we all get on better and can have fun. Ive been pushed onto clients before and its not great for anyone involved, im not quite the look he was after so he isnt turned on visually as much as he could be, plus he is in the wrong head space - no one wants their "lover" chosen for them. Makes the job difficult for me, and though he leaves very happy with the service - its still not the same as if hed seen the 6ft blonde he wanted, not me becuase he was promised a good service. Mind you some of these people do become regulars, purely becuase they enjoy what I do, and maybe didnt look at me expecting that the first time. I stayed in the first place for about 2 months then one night, Id had enough of the industry. Knowing you dont get paid if you end a shift early, I didnt care, i'd done 1 job and almost cried during it I was so sickened by what I was doing ( mind u he was a reg and a nice guy it want him that was the prob), I announced i was leaving - and i wasnt waiting for a boss to come, told them to give the money to one of the girls i was friends with, and i told her to just keep it, and the other girls could have the stuff I'd brought in to decorate my room. The reception spoke to the boss and gave me the money and I went home, I was done. Life continued on, I changed jobs from the reception job I was doing and went to a large corporate company. There I met my soul mate, we just hit it off straight away. He was in a troubled marriage and we just got closer and closer, I refused to have sex with him though - on principle. He was always talking out what he wanted etc, then one day I had enough anfd i said to him , "so how long are you gonaa f**k me round for?" he said hed decide in 2 weeks. After a week I knew the decision was made, so i pushed him to tell me. He told me what i didnt want to hear, if he was going to leave her it wouldnt be becuase of someone else, it would be becuase he had to. I was very upset we agreed to just be friends and I walked away crying. My phone rang, It was one of the bosses from the housed id worked at months earlier, saying they were desperate for girls, and asked if id come back, I was so upset I said fine. I only worked a few weeks this time, the place moved and was hareder for me to get to, and Id started net dating, and Id met someone I really liked. I started a new relationship and everything was great we soon moved in together, I guess I always talked alot about my work experience all the fun I had with the girls, and things the extra money let me do - he said if i wanted to go it, he didnt mind and I could go back. So I did, I worked shifts at houses all over the place - but the industry was quieter now, so i decided to go private so someone else wasnt taking half the money. But then i had issues, evenw ith all the persons detals confirmed and my bf with them and call me at the end of the time I was always scared when I turned up, what if more han 1 guy is there, what if they hurt me? That and the fact i was getting about 3 hrs of calls a night advertsing in the paper my bf was finding it hard hearing me talk over and over about what I would do to all these people. I stopped working again. Later I started in houses again, and I found a really good place, 26 Bourke Rd, Alexandria. And i worked 1 then 2 shifts for a while, nice girls, great management and it was fine. I ws fighting with bf bout other things and we eventaully broke up, with the added stress working was too much for me, so I stopped again, Id worked in a really run down place for some extra money and I just felt dirty and quit the industry. Also about this time my friend had his own issues and left his wife. I hooked up with him back to back with my relationship ending. I started woking private again (now) becuase other than the fear I liked it more, more like being a girlfrind who someon chose particularly than, a glorified blow up doll, getting paid alot less and screwed alot more. I like having time to know people not a rushed glorified wank - which is why I do hour minimums - but prefer longer. I have a security driver this time, and my own walkie-talkie. Incalls are to the drivers house, which I have 1 room, the house is sectioned, my clients never see nayone else and I am not disturbed, but if I scream I'm not alone. Im quite enjoying myself now, the new bf has moved in and he is fine with me working, its an open relationship as well so seeing others is not one sided and he sometime likes to hear the details of different things ive done ( not the specifics of who though, for privacy reasons). Working is ego boosting for me once again, not bringing me down, I feel at bit spesh for people wanting to see me, I enjoy the variety and being private I dont have to see 7 or 8 people in a day to generate the same income. its incredibly better. So here I am, just being me, no bosses trying to control my image to what they feel will work better. I can just be me, and see people who want to see me becuase they like how I am. On the whole at the moment promotion in day job and working privately, having a new very functional relationship. Im feeling pretty damn good. So thats my history, I think i'll write about different particulars from now on.
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Back in the room, he was just getting out of the shower. I told him it was my first night so I was a little nervous. I took a towel and dried him off then began kissing down one side of his body accross his belly and back up the other side(this has become a signature move of mine). it was a bit nerve wracking no one trains you for the job part of it! I only had limited sexual experience - 1 guy (but over 3 years 20 odd times a week....) and all the blow job knowledge I'd gotten from the last issue of cosmo my mum bought me when i was 16 becuase she said it was a womens magazine (cover said 8 pages of blow job tips from a woman who gets paid for it). It all seemed to go well though, we got along had some fun and afterwards I told him he was only the 3rd guy id ever been with. back in the girls room, im sitting on the edge of the lounge thinking about what just happened, i guess i looked a bit distant, the girls noticed and checked I was ok. I was fine, i just expected to feel different, dirty, bad, used something- but i didnt i felt just the same as before, albeit a lot less nervous. I was fine to fix up my makeup can carry on. At the end of the shift, I was handed near on $800 (industry was very busy back then) I just stared at it, this was the amount of money I was making in a month. I decided very quickly i could get used to this. Work lots of shifts after my normal full time job and pay off debt and be out of it. So my new life pattern started, Up at 7:30 am, ready in 15 min walk to work start at 8:30 work til 5:15 walk home, have shower get stuff together get in cab, use mobile to order food from ovingmenus to arrive not long after i got to the house, work from 7pm-2am get driven home by one of the bosses, sleep by 3am up at 7am do it again. I worked 6 days a week. weekends were the problem - bunch of cashed up girls, on stimulants. Me, i was seen as the straighty one by this stage, gurana tablets and a bottle of V kept me powered, thru both jobs and studing organic chemistry in the girl room, whilst gossip, nintendo competitions, movies, magazines and many substances were enjoyed by the others. so after work off we'd go to bars til they closed end up at casino haveing 'breakfast' cocktails before falling asleep. i started to get used to having money round, paid off most of the debt, and was like just a bit longer - a $300 skirt now looking like less than 3 hours work rather than a week, gets you value of money all jacked up. i dont respect money anymore. nights out with the girls got expensive - cab to north sydney and back to a party, dinner at expnsive restaurants cocktails at $16 a pop - adds up mighty quickly. The other expense i didnt see was makeup and perfume - apply it 10 times in a night it goes fast, take away food, since i was never at home i bought, breakfast lunch and dinner, cab fares to work - soon it seemed i was spending alot more than id bargained for. to be continued....
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My "career' in the sex industry kicked off in the early part of 2003 in the little run down brothel at 5 Gerald Street Marrickville. Id been thinking about being the industry for a long time, id orignally wanted to be a stripper but by the time i was old enough i wasnt a size 8 anymore, so i figured it had to be full service. Id broken up with my fiance in December 2002, and hed been my first and my only sexual interaction - excepting the assult i experinced on new year's day of 2002. Id been financially supporting my fiance for a while earlier in our relationship and Id left uni and borrowed money to care for him full time. His family never helped when we lived in Sydney together, but when we moved back home the helped, and then got in his head to get rid of me because i made him aware he didnt have to jump for them, but they won out and we broke up and i was left with the debt in my name - he refused to help out with. Frustrated, and in debt i couldnt clear up fast enough i decided to take up the most profitable part time night job i could. Id rang lost of brothels around Sydney for information, some were helpful, other impatient, but the guy who then managed 5 Gerald (new management now), we very helpful answered everything, ad was happy to chat with me for 20min answering evertyhign i could possibly ask. He suggested i should come in meet th girls and have a look around, see if i like it, get the perspectve of the other girls. So I agreed to come along at 8 that night. I went shopping with a friend of mine to choose outfit and underwear( id never worn a g-string before then) we had dinner then off I went to my interview/look around. The girls were all friendly and the house had a party atmosphere, i was shown around and everything explained. i was sitting out the back and one of the managers asked me if i wanted to start tonight, i was terrified, i thought htis was the sort of decision that i should make over a few days. They suggested next time the door bell rang to do an intro with the rest of the girls, i figured no harm in that so I agreed. The bell rang and the girls all fixed makeup and lined up in hallway for introductions. I joined the line. I did my into and went out the back with the other girls while reception asked the guy who he wanted to see... ... he picked me! So i figured no going back now so I took him to the rooom, checked him with the help of another girl and got im to have a shower. to be continued.
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Well, this is just the first entry for my new blog. If you can view this, you have obviouly seen, my homepage and added me to msn. I'll endeavour to update this 2 or 3 times a week, and post some photos. thanks for visiting! mel _______________________________________ This is a migrated post
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