White van strumpet

I have just returned from ooop North in a big white van, I needed to hire one to collect something from North of Watford. It was a huge one, something that I am not used to driving in the least and it made me feel quite different sitting up high there driving along side the lorry drivers on the M1.
A feeling of power maybe, the urge to shout out the window like a lot of lorry drivers do to me "Come on darlin show us your erm erm erm .." oooh I really wished I had done so, elbow out the window leering away like white van men do ... no offence meant to the drivers of such vehicles, Im sure you don't all shout and letch out of the windows! So funny getting up close the other drivers of vans and lorries (always of the male species) the surprise on their faces to see a buxom wench sitting in the cab, Im sure it makes them feel competitive and on quite a few occasions I felt I was goaded into racing them, the same faces coming along side and winking then speeding off again. I confess to joining in the games and overtook a few and laughed and smiled as I passed them, only for them to do the same back ... anyway my infantile behaviour soon passed the time on the trawl of the M25 and M1.
I had a fab day out in Manchester while I was up there (somewhere I had never been before) and ended up spending too much in Selfridges and Harvey Nichols luckily I had some vouchers for the latter which a kind gent gave me quite a while back, so some more of my favourite red lipsticks for me and yet another bottle of perfume, which is my ultimate vice (apart from strumpeteering) I have so many bottles of perfume, its something that I love, I don't leave the house without it, I feel nude if I forget to spray it on my person, I suppose the only time I don't wear it is if a gent specifically requests I don't incase it can slightly scent his clothes. Im always careful though especially with my lipstick .. cant be having that on white shirts "Lipstick on your collar told a tale on you" said Connie Francis (im not that old, my mum used to sing it when I was a rugrat and it was old then!)
Went in a lovely old beamed hostelry called The Wellington I believe, right by the cathedral gates, I love the diverse architecture in cities and I daydreamed about how the original occupiers in the 15th century would be so shocked to look out of the windows in 2006 and see how the surroundings have changed, would they believe their eyes seeing the ultra modern building of HN and the big ferris wheel along with the shopping centres and vehicles ... god I would love to time travel.
I was glad of the retail therapy and architecture spotting as for some reason I was feeling highly charged that day, why the hell do I always feel horny when I know I can't have the pleasure of a gent .. this job really does increase your sex drive as I am sure I have said before, I now always feel "up for it" and am always pleased to see my rampant rabbit when I awake in the mornings but staying as a guest of someone this weekend I left him at home .. crumbs surely I should be able to go a weekend without the pleasures of the flesh! I will make up for it this week, a few dates planned, plus I will be ensconsing myself in a hotel in London for a couple of days (please gents do check the dates properly on my site, a few asking when I am in London next, its all there in black and white!) and a great couple of dates with some gents known to me including a show which should be fab. This job certainly keeps a girl on her toes (or back as the case may be!) but I wouldn't have it any other way (apart from doggy, cowgirl ... etc ... :) How unladylike, slap my wrists!
Jx

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