I am just about to go shooting for a few days…I have a late invitation to Scotland….A late invitation, in my experience,  usually means that the Lady / Tart / Entertainment/ Stripper/ that had been booked has cancelled at short notice. This leave a group of horny men with hardons and worried looks making lots of phone calls…..Obviouslu I accepted immediatley ..I am taking Katie with me as I will be among quite a large group and I may need reinforcements. We are being picked up shortly. I will be taking my laptop so will reply as signal/ shooting/ drinking/ entertaining permits xx

Obviously I will be updating my site daily, as usual x

I want more thighboots. Please leave details of which ones you think I should buy.

Toss a coin to see which hole you get, heads I win, tails you losse…so its both

I just loved the feel of the nylon and cotton. I also love the look of the photos. I look so innocent, well until you look closely ansd you see my clit piercing through my knickers.

I was very pleased to get an invite to the Vicars tea and tarts party.

I had been to one in London night club last year and had a great time. At the one last year I didnt get back until the next day. I was knickerless and covered in spunk.

I thought it was little odd having a tarts party in the middle of the afternoon but went anyway….It wasnt what I expected at all…They were all very old…I tried to liven it up a little but ended up getting pissed on punch. I then got caught by his gardner, knickers to the side, pissing on the prize roses. The gardner was happy to not make a fuss in return for a favour, which he got… I  stayed to the end, expecting some more action but everyone just drifted off. Still at least I came home with spunk in my knickers