My first post:
I’m so glad I’ve found my way to Lancaster Gate at last. It was like roasting a constantly changing stream of footballers’ wives without having to play ball games in between. (Oh, I don’t know though!)
I used to go to parties years ago in Manchester but gave up when they became badly organised and badly run. Lady M does it the way it should be done. The difference is amazing. One hit and I’m addicted already.
For anyone interested in gory details : http://www.punternet.com/frs/fr_view.php?recnum=98005
You lot will know the girls far better than me but you may not know Isobella as she hasn’t officially started yet. She’s an absolute gem! Being her 1st LMP I think she was genuinely shocked at first by what those man-eaters did to little old me. Didn’t stop her joining in with the rest of the wolfpack though.
Sir Jasper’s complaining that for about a total of 5 minutes he was not totally encased in young gorgeous female flesh. He likes to think of himself as the scotch egg in the centre of a hot pork pie. So, next time if you spot a tornado-like blur flitting from bed to bed it’s just Uncle Mick trying to minimise his downtime.
It was a pleasure on every level to meet the ladies. Frankly though I was treated like a piece of meat. A mere sex object. Used and abused to provide horny young women with a sex slave and plaything. If the same doesn’t happen next time I will give them a good stiff talking to.
I’ll be back
Keep up the good work
