Kilt Boy

I'm often told that I have a voice for radio. Better than being told that I have a FACE for radio. I have that clear, reasonably deep and resonant voice that people love to listen to and often takes command of a group. When out with friends, I've trained myself to not be the first to answer the waiter when he comes by to ask if everything is alright. If I say yes, he will ignore everyone else and assume I'm speaking for the group. The one voice that is really memorable is if I've been out late drinking and talking loudly at a bar or a concert or something and wake up in the morning and my voice has dropped an octave. That extra growl can really get a girl worked up sometimes. Especially after a session the previous night. I call it the Barry White Effect.

I agree, but at least it's something. Just a little bit different. I don't know that it'll be worth the cover that they're likely to charge, but at least it's something.

I got this one yesterday at the SC when a lovely young thing was burrowing into my neck to nibble on my ear. "You smell really nice. Like fresh laundry." Oddly satisfying, that. I know exactly what she meant. I didn't smell of stale sweat, or rancid cologne, or have food stains on my kilt, or reek of alcohol. I was freshly showered, had clean clothes and a modest amount of aftershave on. I find that if I try just that much, it makes a huge difference. Thanks, Lady. I'm glad I was pleasing to you.

I spent some time with Bridgette yesterday afternoon and she wrung me out like a damp sponge. She is very responsive to my touch and the word sensual is a weak substitute for what this woman is capable of delivering. Her breathy whispers and memory of her gentle ministrations keep me up at night. She is very practised in her CR art and good god, what an ass. Her stage show, table manners, and backroom performances are all different and perfect. She is unrushed in conversation, waiting for me to suggest a trip to the back. When on stage, her trim waist accentuates the exaggerated sway of her hips and when she bends over another beauty is revealed. Neither rude nor vulgar, her lady garden is a treasure to behold and delicately displayed. In the back room, she is close and in full contact for as long as you can stand it. I like that she seeks me out the second I'm available. That means the world to me. If I was still doing live shows, she would be at the top of my list to work with. Just a delight, both in my hands and eyes. Kilt Boy Approved.

I went to see Jenny's last performance, and it was quite emotional in the room. Aside from that, I had a great afternoon. I started off with Harley, always a good choice. She is just so genuinely nice. It took me a long time to get past her outward appearance, but now we're buddies. She has a very severe and brooding, gothic look on the floor, which is why I find it so completely charming when she sees me and smiles from ear to ear. Every time. She said that my honest attention puts her at ease. I like that. Moving on to Jade was an additional treat. I've danced with her before, and really enjoy her. She's so tiny and petite that she curls up in my lap like a kitten. We had a discussion about her inherent female body insecurities, and I hope that my strong protestations put her more at ease. For the record, I cannot find ANY faults with her ass. You can tell her I said so. Plus, check it out for yourself. #applebottom :icon_biggrin: Bridgette latched onto me before Jenny's show and came back to me after that was done. I can't figure out how the physics of this girl work. How can you be so curvy and slim at the same time? Just an amazing body and a smile that melts my heart. You can check out my recommendation in the Ottawa Recommendation forum. Lady chatted me up for quite a while and we eventually went to the back for a little bible study. If you know what I mean. If you do, let me know because I don't. I always enjoy time with her as she is very attentive. She gave me an interesting compliment. "You smell really nice. Like fresh laundry." Why, thank you! I don't want to imagine the alternative. I always spend time with Victoria when she is available. I'll miss her when she moves in a month. We've grown pretty close. She thinks that she's put on weight, but the only place we can figure it went was onto her gorgeous tits. No complaints there. Get her while she's still available. Remember, a little respect goes a long way and she doesn't put up with anybody's shit. I ended my afternoon with Tianna. She is a lot of fun and a great conversationalist. Apparently I belong to her now, so I'll be seeing less of everyone else for a while. The purple lipstick does it for me. Kilt friendly. All in all, a terrific day. Not cheap, not by a long shot, but enjoyable. I bought a lot of drinks, some for a girl who really didn't need them. My mistake, and I'll try to be more responsible toward others in the future.

Jenny's last on-stage performance ended with 7 girls and 2 men performing for the crowd. Very moving.

One is the loneliest number

Drinks. Have some.

At the SC last week with a rather frisky/freaky dancer: "My, you're ... girthy!" 1) That's not a word. 2) You are out of bounds, but I'll allow it. 3) Thank you.

Cato, please add to your profile: Member of the Order of the Phoenix.

Those are some long screws!

When installing in a permanent location in a ceiling, make sure that the bolts are actually in a support beam or joist and not just through some old ceiling lath. I laughed for 10 minutes when an old mate told me his story. Just imagining him and his wife on the floor in a tangle of webbing still makes me giggle like a little girl. It took them almost a year to fix that hole and try again. The swing can be a blast for long sessions with lots of experimentation on the menu. Have fun!

Driving home from picking up a few things and I noticed an elderly lady with one of those rickety shopping carts having a hard time getting through the icy conditions. I pulled over at the next street, put on my flashers and walked briskly over to her to ask if she needed help. The look on her face was all the answer I needed. I picked up her cart and carried it to the car, put it down and went back for her. I helped her into the passenger seat, then put her basket in the back of my SUV. She had quite a ways to go to get home. I asked if there was anything else she needed to get done while we were out. She hesitated a bit, but I pressed, saying that it was okay. We ended up stopping at the drug store to pick up some things and I took her to the liquor store and bought her a box of wine that she liked. I drove her home and unloaded everything in her entryway for her. She was so thankful, but I said that I just wanted to help. I was glad to help. My frozen veggies were a bit worse for the time, but I'll survive. I do stuff like this all the time, but it felt particularly good today.

We watched Elf last night and are starting the Harry Potter series tonight. The first few have a bit of a Christmassy feel. Sent from my SM-N910W8 using Tapatalk

I spent some quality time with some quality ladies today. Eva (SweetEva) is a real sweetheart, not to mention a dark beauty. She has those big, pouty lips and really moves in the CR. Then I moved on to Yasmine, another lovely cocoa coloured girl with cute freckles who put me in my place and kept me there until she was done with me. I'm sorry, but I can't remember the name of the last girl (a very close friend of Yasmine). She drained me of life and cash while using every spare millimetre of the dance booth. She was so tiny, but worked me like a rented mule. Very KiltFriendly. I'm going to need some recovery time. Thank god for Christmas.

Sorry, guys. There are only 4 girls on right now: Claire, Maddy, Juicy, and (hubba hubba) Harley. I'm quitting early and hitting Bare Fax.

Okay, my experience may be atypical. I have no problems attracting women. I'm there to have a good time. I let every girl I see know that by being confident and forward in every action. I strut. I smile wide. I laugh and talk loudly. Not too loudly, but I might draw the attention of someone who hasn't noticed me yet. I'm not afraid to wave or call out if I know her name. I don't grab or whistle to get someone's attention. That's rude. When I want to get noticed, I can pull it off. I'd say that it works about 9 times in 10. Wearing a kilt doesn't hurt. That's how I get their attention. Conversational tactics are a completely different conversation. I'm more about personality over dress. That's what works for me. Location is irrelevant to me. It doesn't matter if I'm at the bar, a back table, a middle table, the pole position in the erection section, or (in 2 cases) still in the CR. If a girl is interested in me, she will approach. I just make it seem like I'm easily approachable.

I want to get one of those triangular desk signs made with different legends printed on each side. AVAILABLE FOR DANCES DRINKING ONLY RESERVED The last one would be to keep my preferred table when I'm in the CR.

Alright, sit down because I'm about to tell you a tale that you won't believe. I was at Barb's last night and Phoenix showed up eventually. I was having a conversation with my new dude friend, and was about to leave when I noticed that she was still at the bar 30 minutes later. Alone. I chatted her up on the way out to see if she'd be there for the party on Friday (sadly, no). She tried to entice me into the back, but I said no because I'm a responsible adult and really had to go. True story, bro!

First time seeing her with her hair down ... and I fell for Maria all over again.

Free lunch today and tomorrow as well. I loaded up on the fried bologna. Yummy! Right now, Claire, Serenity, Harley, Jenny, and Delicious. A good-sized lunch crowd. Jenny and I have the same leg warmers. #twinsies Every beverage gets a ticket for a tv draw after 4:30. Additional Comments: Okay, I'd never spent time with Harley before. A sweet Russian girl with a great, muscular stage show. Impressive. Additional Comments: Made a new buddy in Redskin44! Woo hoo!

I'm also celebrating the 30th anniversary of the last time I worked in the industry. You know, for money. What is the traditional gift for 30 years? Is it free lap dances? I think it's free lap dances. Stupid internet says Pearl (traditional) or Diamond (modern). If there is a dancer there with one of those names ... December 24th, 1986. Wow. That was some bachelorette party. No, I will not dance on stage. I'll likely end up there a few times, but no dancing. Nobody wants to see that. I asked. God help me, I'm bringing the mortgage money. #homelessforchristmas