I can easily visit you at your hotel airport, but you need to give me a few hours notice at least!  I have to get ready for you and drive the M4 to see you.  There is therefore an extra fee for travel that are my London rates.

I seem to have a special afinity with airports, must be because I used to be an air hostess.  I love to travel and have to often use airports and airport hotel, second homes to me!

Give me a call or email me to find out more and I am all yours.

I have a great sense of freedom and that may come from my work.  But the truth is I am such an exhibitionist.

Now the weather is better it is time to get out the convertible and hit the open road. 

With the top open and down I am fairly protected from the wind.  But if I push the little button that slowly opens my window ….in an instant the wind is kissing and licking at my skirt especially, I have discovered, if I wear silk, being so light.  It makes me feel nude.  My skirt hem strokes my bear legs and feels divine adding to that sensory impression of freedom.  But as yet it is not hot enough for bare legs.  That means I have to still wear my stockings, in nude with black suspenders.

Not that easy to spot if you are driving past me or me you.  But if your vehicle is high enough you may just catch a peek.  I will be putting this to the test this coming weekend and see how many eyes I attract.  I may wear the nude stockings with the red tops, so keep your eyes open.

When I was driving a long the M4 motorway in my sports car the other day I think that I nearly caused an accident.  If the other driver is reading this (you know who you are Eddie Stobart ) then Think!! before you hoot with your enormous juggernaut sized horn again.

A beautiful day, sunny and warm, so off I go to do some shopping in Bath.  I confess that I was wearing a very short tight black skirt, so that when I was driving it rode up above my thighs without me realising. 

Then I overtake a huge lorry and as I did so he blew his horn at me causing me to break thinking that I had done something wrong and made me swerve.  He then past me and pointed to my legs and blew me a kiss laughing.  Looking down I saw that he could see everything!  My little black lacy thong had ridden up as high a it could go without giving me multiple orgasms.

Please lorry drivers who read this, do not hoot your enormous horn at me as it has not been the first time but could have been my last!!!