Indian Delight Jasmin - Mature London Escort and Social Companion

Taking the Bullring by the horn aka Birmingham tour

2012-01-29T09:48:00.003Z

It was only a matter of time before my Northern gents would lose patience and start sending me smelly socks instead of beautiful bouquets! [dont you dare!!!] so I made an extra effort to tour Manchester this month. I ended up going twice in 2 weeks!

I missed you boys. I shall try not to leave it so long next time. Hopefully see you again in February :)

A site for sore eyes!

I've made some slight changes to my website www.indiandelight-uk.com. I've added a couple of pages. I've also made changes to the I love page.

Midlands Mayhem

I've also finally decided to make a trip to Birmingham in March [9th and 10th]. I'd been promising my midlands gents I would add Birmingham to my tours list a couple of years back, but had never got round to doing it. I'd also been meaning to check out a restaurant I'd heard about, so in a way, I'm killing 2 birds with one stone. So now I'm taking the bullring by the horn, thanks to one particularly persistent gent on Twitter, who gave me that little push :)

You will find full details here >>> http://www.indiandelight-uk.com/Birmingham.html

Jasmin goes mobile

In case you haven't noticed, my site has now gone mobile www.m.indiandelight-uk.com.
It will be easier for you gentlemen to navigate via your mobile phones and devices.

Where is Jasmin?

My work phone has been switched off for a few days as I am taking care of a loved one. I've not had time to check the missed calls and voicemails. Sorry xx. I am at the hospital daily, from morning 'til evening, so escorting and other work has taken the back seat for the past week. I hope to be back and available in the first week of February. Keep an eye on my website for updates. In the meantime, the best way to get in touch is by email. As I mentioned before, my work phone is switched off, however, I have access to my emails from my other phone :)

It's not been easy watching a loved one in so much pain, but things are improving at a remarkable pace and hope to have loved one back home soon.

At times like this, you realise just how important family is. The way my siblings rallied around was amazing. Everyone took time off work. It doesn't matter where in the country [or world] they were. We were by loved one's side before the surgery took place, and have been by their side daily, waiting in the visitors area and taking turns, in 2's.
The nurses have been amazing. Rather than just a box of chocs for the entire team, we hope to reward them individually. My friends have been there for me too. Even those who are away on holiday at the moment made an effort to call me daily. How lucky am I to have friends who care so much?

I am forever grateful to those of you I confided in. Your kind words and support meant a great deal to me. Very much appreciated xx

Seduce you soon
Mature Indian Escort Jasmin
East London, Manchester, and soon, Birmingham :)

Jasmin goes gay for pay?

2012-01-05T18:38:00.002Z

I received an interesting message from a lady who had come across my profile on one of the sites I'm listed on.
She asked whether I would consider meeting her. My reply was the usual "I'm sorry but I do not offer an escort service to women as I'm as straight as they ~~cum~~ come.
She decided to try again. "I can pay you double. Money is not a problem. We don't have to do anything. Just spend time together.. etc etc"
My reply... "As flattered as I am, no amount of money could make me change my mind"
I did not hear back from her.

The last time I received such a message was several years ago on the very same site from an Italian lady. I was very new to escorting at the time.

Is there a magic 'Bi' pill I can take?

So in conclusion, NO. I did not go gay for pay!

Sorry I bit you :(

Oh dear. I bit someone's lip. Not on purpose might I add!

Sometimes the passion is so overwhelming, I get carried away.
I hadn't realised what I'd done until I heard a yelp whilst locked in a passionate embrace! So here is a public apology to Lord B. I can't promise it wont happen again. Besides, it wasn't my fault. I was possessed by the DFK devil at the time. Honest! Hmm...Not doing a very good job of apologising am I? lol.

A blast from the past.

A few years ago, I met a wonderful man with whom I got on very well. We met often. We lost touch when I took time out a couple of years ago [and he went off overseas to work soon after].
Imagine the shock when out of the blue, I received a message from him. I could not believe my eyes. Anyway, he's coming home in Spring. I knew 2012 was going to be great year!

Indian Delight Jasmin
London Escort

Indian Santa and a photo of my baubles [ahem!]

2011-12-23T10:35:00.000Z

I want to thank all the well wishers who showed such concern. Your emails, messages, cards and flowers meant a great deal to me. Made me smile on days when I could barely move. Thank you from the bottom of my heart gentlemen. Each and every one of you xxx [I'm filling up tommyyyyy]

I'm well on the road to recovery. Diagnosis was as expected. Protruding/bulging disc. 8 consecutive days of spine traction to ensue. I had this treatment last year, but the treatments were spread out over several weeks. Apparently grouping the treatments in this manner may be more beneficial in circumstances such as mine. It helps that the physiotherapist is yummy. Yes. I will ~~try to~~ behave!

I want to stick my tongue out to those who scolded me for putting myself in such a situation in the first place. I will be more careful in the future. I promise.

I have the MRI on new years Eve. I will be sure to take lots of chocolates for the hospital staff who will be working while most people will be partying.

What a week!

Being a lady [ahem], I wont go into graphic details but lets just say I've been making up for lost time.

It started with a kiss...

I've been reflecting back on the year. It's been a pretty amazing year. I achieved more than I had expected. Some big decisions were made, goals were reached [new ones already in place for next year], and much more. All in all, 2011 has been a wonderful year.

Party time

Incalls have been a little tricky due to the holidays, so I've been busy with outcalls.
The past couple of weeks have consisted of intimate little Christmas parties in hotels.
Nothing quite like seeing the appreciation on a gentleman's face when I turn up bearing food and drink. Sharing a bottle of Shloer, and nibbling on samosas [home made... courtesy of the domestic goddess Indian Delight Jasmin] after working up an appetite is the perfect way to wind down.

My Puppies aren't just for Christmas...

Nor are these baubles just for trees!
They hang very well don't they? And NO, you are STILL not allowed to try and hang your coat on my nipples! Hmmph!!!

Boobie baubles?

Oh no he didn't! [Oh yes he did!!!]

A lovely gentleman called me last week and asked if I'd like to go to a panto with him. "I would be delighted to accompany you" I interrupted before he could finish the sentence [how rude am I?]
I'm quite excited about this. Would you believe I have not been to a pantomime in several years? Can't wait! It will be a lovely way to end a near perfect year.


Can't wait. Can't wait. Can't waaaiiiittttt!!!

Jingle bells - Indian style

This has got to be the cutest baby video ever!

If that doesn't make you smile, you really are a very grumpy person!

To those who celebrate Christmas - Hope you are surrounded by loved ones and have the best Christmas ever.

To those who don't celebrate Christmas - Enjoy the time off work :)

Love and kisses

Indian milf Jasmin
East London escort and social companion xx

Power cut, Hammer time, and Boobs

2011-12-02T18:20:00.001Z

Are you afraid of the dark?

I checked the time. Its only 2am. Great! I'd woken up in pain again.

Tossing and turning for a while. Eventually gave up trying to get back to sleep.

I reach for the laptop...

Checked emails and decided to reply to one. Just as I'm about to send, I lose wifi connection. Great!
Gave up after trying to reconnect after several failed attempts.

While still lying in bed, I push the curtain back. It was strangely dark. Yes I know one can expect it to be dark at that hour, but this was pitch black. I sat up and peered out of the window. What had happened to the street lamps? No signs of light coming from any of the houses in the street.
I switch on my bedside lamp. No response. Oh oh! Power cut!!!

I lit a couple of candles, then browsed for a number on my phone to report the problem.
The automated message said they were aware of this problem that was affecting several parts of East London, and that the power cut was due to a fault on the underground. Electricity finally came on at 5am. I fell asleep for half an hour only to be woken by the pain again.

Hammer time!

So I decided it was time to pay the Doctor a visit.
8.15am I'm in the waiting room. My ticket says '30'. I thought I'd be the first in queue considering the doctors don't come in until 9.30am!!!

So ticket in hand, I scour the waiting room for a seat. I sit next to a lady who looked like she was in a lot of pain. "Are you ok?" I asked her.
And that was the start of a long and informative chat. She told me how she had moved to the UK 20 years ago as a young bride, that she'd been widowed for several years, how difficult it was raising 4 children on her own [she has no family in this country], how she was betrayed by someone she had met a few years ago etc, etc. By the time it was her turn to see her doctor, we had exchanged numbers and promised to stay in touch. She even hugged and kissed me on the cheek when she left. Nice lady!

New Doc just joined the practice. I wasn't sure what to expect. She did all the checks, asked lots of questions, looked at the medical history, hmmm'd and ahhhh'd while reading the records, got me to lie on the couch and did the usual tests.
Took us both by surprise when I nearly kicked her in the face when she used the reflex hammer on my left knee.
"Nothing wrong with this leg" she grinned.

The other leg, the one that had landed me on the Doctor's couch once again, was not so responsive. Sciatica is back in full swing. Oh joy!
So she prescribed me some more narcotics, faxed off a referral for an MRI scan, and gave me some forms to fill out and hand over to the local hospital for another course of Traction therapy [don't you just love having your spine stretched?].
I've decided I like this new Doctor. She's thorough. Makes a nice change!!!

Ever wondered how Boobs got their name?

Well now you know!

Have a great weekend.

Indian Delight Jasmin

Home is where the heart is...

2011-11-27T07:37:00.001Z

My apologies to those who have tried to reach me since my return. I felt I needed some time out, so decided to take the week off.

Many of you have asked me what I thought of the Big Apple. I wont be writing a detailed travel log on NYC, however, below you will find some brief notes.

My thoughts on NYC... I think it's just London on a larger scale really.

I absolutely adored the Niagara falls. It was one of the main highlights of my trip. I've taken lots and lots of photos of the falls. Below are just a couple.

Niagara falls Rainbow

Niagara falls close up

Look carefully and you will find there are TWO rainbows

The other 2 highlights of my trip were:

Phantom of the Opera - I was completely and utterly blown away by the performance.

RENT [the musical] - It was a fantastic show. Hilarious in in some places, tragic in others. I cried 3 times.

This young man captured the hearts of the audience the minute he came on stage.

Indian Delight Jasmin

Mature Indian escort and social companion

Gone to America. Back next week...

2011-11-13T03:32:00.001Z

I'm packed, showered, dressed, and ready to go. Leaving at 5am. Finally got the much needed sleep.

I'll be back next Monday [21st Nov]

See you soon xx

Indian Milf Jasmin
East London Escort and Social companion

The devil makes work for idle hands aka Porn links

2011-10-30T05:32:00.000Z

As requested by several gents, here you go!

fantasti.cc
youporn
redtube
pornhub
xvideos
shufuni
vulvatube
tubegalore
yuvutu
boysfood
xhamster
drtuber.com
spankwire.com

These are just off the top off my head. Of course, there are many more sites. The above are just a handful of my regular haunts. Should keep you entertained while I'm away ;)

I will add to this blog so you might want to refer back at a later stage for more links :)

Indian Delight Jasmin
Mature Indian escort and social companion in East London

Bad business, SusSEX, and Scarred

2011-10-29T06:29:00.000+01:00

An interesting conversation on the phone on Tuesday morning...

This gent had called me on a number of occasions, but each time I've been booked, so this time I offered to point him in the direction of escort directories.

ME: "Have you tried punternet, punterlink, and adultwork?"
Silence...
ME: "Hello?"
HIM: "That's not very good for business is it?"
ME: "What do you mean?"
HIM: "You are losing out on business if you are referring me to others"
ME: "I don't see it that way. If I cant accommodate you, I can help by suggesting other directories where you may have more success"
HIM: "That says a lot about you. I want to meet you even more now. Well thank you very much. It's really very kind and helpful of you."
ME: "My pleasure"

I honestly don't think it's bad for business. There's only one Indian Delight Jasmin after all [thank heavens for small mercies]!

Gentlemen are often shocked if I recommend they see other ladies. They think I'm barking mad for even suggesting such a thing.
About 6 or 7 years ago, I saw a gent from punterlink. On his first visit, he asked me never to let on that we had met as one of the ladies on the forum didn't like him seeing anyone but her. I was absolutely appalled by her behaviour.

I know lots of you would like to see some girl on girl action in a threesome. As you know, I am not remotely bi so I point you in the direction of ladies who are genuinely bi. I do not see this as bad business sense at all. If anything, its good business sense. It's my job to make sure you are physically and mentally satisfied.

I may suggest you try other escorts for a number of reasons...

It could be that I am unable to accommodate certain services that the gent seeks.
You may have tried to book me on several occasions but each time I'm busy.
I don't feel we are compatible.
I am unlikely ever to be available at the requested times i.e evening or weekend incalls.

SusSEX shenanigans

I finally got round to visiting Penny in Horsham last week. We got up to no good with a gentleman we'd seduced on a number of occasions. He turned up baring gifts as usual [Thanks again J xx].
After having our wicked way with him, we went for lunch in Pease Pottage before I headed home. Another lovely afternoon in Sussex :)

Scarred

A colleague left a book for me in my pigeon hole on Tuesday. Yesterday morning I started to read it. I was completely gripped by this book and found I was unable to put it down. Suffice to say, I had finished the book come evening!

If you haven't read it already, I highly recommend it. Its a shocking true story of Sophie Andrews who suffered years of sexual abuse from her father and his friends. Her only release was to self harm. It's an emotional roller coaster ride and difficult to digest. You will see what I mean when you read it.

Do I really enjoy my work?

While getting up to no good with a new visitor...

"you really enjoy this don't you?" he asked
"Of course I do. I love it!" I replied
"Lots of girls say that but you can tell their heart isn't in it. You seem different though" he said

I honestly do love escorting. Those who have met me can see this clearly.
I will retire the day I stop enjoying the company of gentlemen and feel I can no longer give them 100%.

Finally...

Thank you "A" of Singapore who cancelled all his meetings just so he could come and visit me again. It was a lovely surprise. I had my phone switched off so didn't receive your text until the day after our meeting. I wasn't sure I should reply back, and knowing you are an avid reader of my blog, I thought this would be the best way to reply...
I had a wonderful time too. It was a pleasure as always, and I look forward to seeing you on your next visit to London. Behave 'til then ;) xx

Mature Indian Escort Jasmin xxx

Bagful of trouble in Ann Summer store

2011-10-14T18:08:00.001+01:00

Who'd have thought the bag would cause such a commotion? In case you are wondering, I am not referring to a woman.

This little devil was cause of my utter embarrassment this morning. Looks innocent doesn't it?

Bagful of trouble!

Allow me to explain what I'm rambling about here...

I had seen a couple of swarovski pieces I rather fancied adding to my collection, and thanks to a couple of large bonuses this week, I decided to treat myself. Off I went on a little shopping spree.

After purchasing the items, I decided to pop into Ann Summers to see if they had anything interesting... Picked up a couple of bits and paid for them. As I was leaving, the alarms went off.

"Oh great" I thought. "She must have left a tag on".
I went back in the store. The assistant checked the items. Nope no tags. Waved the Ann summer bag near the sensors. Nothing. Waved the other bags [Swarovski, Marks and Spencer, Debenhams etc] at the sensor. Nope, nothing.
"Perhaps it's my handbag" I muttered.
"Lets have a look then" she said.
Waved the handbag at the sensor. Lo and behold, alarm goes off.
I forgot to mention that there was a phone store opposite Ann Summers, where a queue of around 50 people were eagerly awaiting to buy the iphone 4s which has been launched today. Of course they were all watching me. All I could think while I was emptying the bag was "oh god, I have a whole lot of condoms in there" [well you just never know when the need for protection may 'arise'... ahem ahem]

Anyway, it turned out that the above bag had a tag inside the zipped pocket. I'd only bought it a couple of days ago. It was so deeply embedded, the shop assistant had missed it, as had I!
The alarm hadn't gone off when I had initially bought this bag. Luckily I had kept the receipt in one of the compartments, so as there was a branch nearby, I thought I'd better pop in to have the tag removed.

Turned a few heads as I walked in [at least their alarm was working lol] and before the staff could open their mouths I said "I know, I know. I'm the one who's set the alarm off. It's why I'm here". They just looked at me in confusion as I marched to the pay desk and explained.

Tag removed along with an apology on behalf of the other branch.

Indian Milf Jasmin xxx

Face photos

2011-10-13T06:32:00.001+01:00

ZIP IT!

I often want to shout from the rooftops when you tell me you have been promoted, won an award/medal, achieved a goal etc. I want the world to know how wonderful you are. Of course, I cant do that. I can't even hint it in case someone makes a connection. I will do my utmost best to protect your privacy.

Why No Face Photos?

As you know, I don't have any face photos on my site. There are a number of reasons for this.

Being a very private person, I prefer to remain anonymous in the e-world.

Friends and family may not appreciate seeing my face photos all over the adult sites and directories.

If I ever feel I wanted to leave all this behind, I would be able to do so without a fuss. I would not have to worry about photos cropping up 10 years later!

I have worked for the *** in the past. I may want to work with them again some day. I wouldn't be able to do that if I was openly connected to the adult industry.

I don't think you would ever take me out on a social dates for fear of me being recognised as a paid companion. If on rare occasions, my date and I bump into someone they know, I am introduced as a friend, partner, or colleague [depending on their marital status or who it is we have bumped into, i.e staff, family, friend etc].

I have read posts on forums from men who have recognised ladies while they are out and about. Ladies they have never met in person, but who's photos they had seen on their websites. One lady was waiting in a bar when another woman came up to her and said "Hi ******", then promptly walking away! Obviously a fellow escort but as she didn't introduce herself, it was rather unnerving for the lady in question and it did result in her wondering whether she should take down her face photos. She decided against it as she had showed her face for several years and felt it was too late to remove them now. I'd be rather put out [understatement] if a complete stranger walked up to me and said "Hi Jasmin". Particularly if it was a woman! EEK and double EEK!!!

SWOU [sex workers open university]

I received a call from the lovely Sarah of Open Doors last week, asking if I would like to go along to the Sex Workers Open University. As much as I would have liked to have been involved, I thanked her but explained I preferred to keep a low profile, and therefore wouldn't be attending. My main concern would be the media attention. Like my gents, I don't want to be publicly connected to the adult industry.

It's been a VERY interesting couple of weeks. I've met some VERY interesting gentlemen.

Exactly one month to go before I head off to New York for a week.

Indian Delight Jasmin xx
Mature Indian Excel Escort

I want to ride you...

2011-10-03T20:07:00.000+01:00

JCB

Dear JCB

The minute I clapped my eyes on you, I wanted you.

You are so big and strong. Never afraid to get dirty.

My desire for you grows stronger daily.

My heart skips a beat every time I drive past you.

All I want to do is climb on you and have the ride of my life.

I want to turn you on. Press all your buttons.

I want to caress your gear stick.

I want to push you to the limit...

Oh yes. I want you. Some day soon, I shall have you.

Last week while heading up north with my gent, we drove past a digger. I expressed my interest in them. My longing to operate one.
The dashing gent informed me of the following site [he does have his uses after all!]
www.diggerland.com

I've been going on about diggers for such a long time. Several years in fact. I had no idea they actually had places like diggerland where you can go and drive one to your hearts content. What a wonderful discovery [thanks to A xx]
Another experience soon to be ticked off the bucket list.

Things have been pretty hectic lately. It's been all systems go since the kids are back at Uni. Incalls are more or less back to normal.
I did have a succession of dinner dates last week which prompted me to have a rethink on how many I should accept per week. I've decided 3 in one week is far too many!

My trip to the north was absolutely divine. The hotel was beautiful. The brasserie menu was scrumptious. My date was perfect all round.
Although I've known my gent for 5 years, this was our first ever overnight. We'd never had the opportunity before now. A fantasy I never thought would become a reality. The date was over too soon, despite having spent the day and night together. But, its never going to be enough, is it? Time just passes us by too quickly.

Hope you have made the most of this unusually warm weather. I most certainly have :)

Indian Delight Jasmin
Mature Indian Escort East London

Doomsday take 2, Westfield Stratford city and overnight in Liverpool

2011-09-21T17:09:00.001+01:00

The clock runs out on 25th Sept 2011

Well, at the turn of the millennium, we had all kinds of warnings. The world was going to come to an end on 31st Dec 1999 etc etc. Here we are, 11 years later, alive and kicking.

This morning at silly o'clock, while deciding how to fill my time, I came across the following documentary. I don't really take notice of such things but as the 25th is just 4 days away, I thought I'd make a note of it so that I can watch the vid again on the 26th and see if I missed any signs of madness.

Of course, if he is right, I shall eat all my hats, if they've not been eaten by the earthquake already that is...

2012_The_TRUTH_Youre_NOT_being_TOLD_The_clock_runs_out_Sep_25th_2011.mp4 | PutLocker

It's an interesting documentary though. For instance, NASA not having anything to do with the USA. According to this man, it's actually a private company owned by NAZI GERMANY??? I didn't know that. Did you? Some of his theories make sense, others don't.

Westfield Stratford City

I decided to go and see what the fuss was all about. The crowds had died down a little by then.
First thing I noticed was the absence of Prada! Secondly, there were far too many school kids [in their uniforms] around. They were making an awful racket. A far cry from Westfield in Shepherds bush where the 'beautiful' people shop. Oh I'm such a snob! I am awfully pleased to have spotted L'Orchidee. You know how I love macaroons. I used to get them from Harrods [Laduree]. Now they are practically on my doorstep. Yes I did buy a box full. No, I have none left to share with you!

I got quite a surprise when I was trying on a coat in John Lewis... I looked in the mirror and saw the reflection of one of my gents. I gasped! So unexpected it was. I very rarely come across my gents when I'm out and about in my private time. Thankfully [as I was with family], he was discreet enough to just walk away once he had made his presence felt. I have read on the punter/escort forums how some men literally go up to the lady and ask when she is available next, after addressing her by her working name, and while she is with friends or family. Appalling behaviour. Some people simply don't have the manners do they?

I'm away in Liverpool tomorrow. Accompanying a very handsome gentleman whom I met some 5 years ago. It will be our first overnight. I have no plans on letting him sleep, so there's little point in packing a set of [disposable] earplugs to protect him from my occasional bouts of snoring.

Back on Friday. Any emails will be answered upon my return. Be good while I'm away!

Indian Milf Jasmin xx

Lost and found, three nipples, Horsham Duo

2011-09-15T05:54:00.002+01:00

Lost and found

I'd awoken with a migraine, second day running. Not a good start. The shopping needed doing. Fridge looking a little bare. Took a couple of pills and waited for the pain to subside. It didn't help that the weather had turned for the better. The sky was blue, and the sun was shining bright. A beautiful morning. I wanted to be out there, not laid up in bed... all alone...

By mid afternoon, I was feeling much better, so after seeing one of my regular visitors, I headed off to the supermarket.

Nothing out of the ordinary whilst shopping, except for some weird man who thought it would be fun to follow me up and down the isles for a few minutes, just staring at me. I checked that my dress wasn't tucked into my knickers. Nope. So what was he looking at? Was it just my imagination, or did he look slightly amused? Had I met him before? No, he was definitely not someone I'd seen as a client. He was very nice looking. Pity he didn't have the courage to talk to me. He magically disappeared after I decided enough was enough, and gave him a look that sends you away tail between your legs and whimpering like an injured puppy!

I paid for the groceries and headed for the car. Reached for the keys in the bag. No keys. NO KEYS!!! I go through each and every section of my handbag. Nothing. I try not to panic. I go back to the supermarket. Nobody has handed them in. I leave my name and number with them, should anyone hand them in later. I'm concerned as there are lots of important keys on that bunch. I ring the offspring to come and rescue me with the spare key.

While helping me load the shopping in the boot, offspring decided to have a rummage in the bags. Lo and behold... the keys are right there under the gnocchi. Phew. That's too much drama for one afternoon!

Duo's in Horsham [Sussex] - Thursday 29th Sept 2011

As mentioned in the previous blog, I will be working with Penny at the end of the month. I like Horsham and I enjoy working with Penny so I'm very much looking forward to it.

Take a look at my duo website doubletrouble2009.com for details.

Three nipples!

Indian Delight Jasmin xx
East London Milf

Come fly with me...

2011-09-13T22:25:00.000+01:00

Jasmin almost spreads her wings...

The weather was not looking great. Rather blustery. I wondered if it was going to be the same the following day. A little concerned, I rang the flying school and asked what I should do. They advised to ring the next morning for an update on whether the lesson would still go ahead.
I was up bright and early. It didn't help that I had lost an hour sleep after hearing the phone [the person one. Escorting phone is never on at that hour!] vibrate at 2am in the morning.

Rang the flying school as agreed, and told everything was fine and the lesson would go ahead.
An hour later, I was in Kent. I noticed the wind had picked up a little by then...

A couple of forms to fill, met the instructor [cute!], handed a pair of headphones, and then escorted to the little plane.

That's the one I had my lesson in

I was placed immediately in the pilot seat. I was then given instructions on what to do in case of an emergency [yikes!!!] and shown what all the switches and dials were for. Being pint sized, the instructor had placed a cushion on my seat and adjusted it so that my little legs could reach the pedals. A little small talk, then we were on our way. A couple of pilots saluted as we headed for the start point of the runway. We took off. It's quite strange being in the pilot seat. I watched the building below getting smaller.

Yes I'm in the plane. See how cloudy it was?

The clouds were quite low [see pic above]. I could feel the turbulence getting stronger. The instructor decided it just wasn't safe for us to proceed, so 5 minutes into the flight, he said we would have to head back. I agreed it was a good idea. He contacted base and were were given clearance to land. Must admit, it was a little scary but I was a brave little soldierette and kept my cool throughout. A huge sigh of relief when we landed. I almost kissed the ground! Ah well, at least I got a taster of what it will be like.

I have not rebooked the lesson yet as the weather is still rather blustery.
I was told by someone that the hour lesson did not mean I would get to fly the plane for an hour. I'd be lucky to get 10 mins of control he said. I mentioned this to the pilot while we were up in the air and he said no that was not the case. Once he had shown me what to do, I would have control until I was ready to hand back to him.
After the little adventure I thought I'd give the gentleman who had presented me with this wonderful gift an update. He answers the phone and before he could say anything I said

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your pilot captain Jasmin speaking. Please fasten your seat belts"
I then proceeded to tell him about what had happened.

He remained very quiet, then when I finally let him get a word in, he said... "I didn't know you were taking flying lessons".
That's when it dawned on me. I HAD ONLY GONE AND CALLED THE WRONG Mr S. Oh em gee!!!

"Ah the pin's dropped has it?" he laughed. I apologised profusely and promised I would make time to meet up soon, before I hung up.

THE ~~WRONG~~ RIGHT QUEUE...

I had my monthly visit to the GUM clinic this morning.
Trouble giving blood again. Had to take it from the back of my hand as all the other veins had gone on vacation the minute they realised I was going to the clinic. I'm just grateful the nurse was able to get the blood in one go!

While I was awaiting some of the results, I hear a woman arguing with reception. Something about not wanting to tick the ethnicity boxes.

"What's that all about man. It's discrimination man" She makes a sucking noise then carries on... "I'm not doing it, you know what I'm saying? It's racist" she said, once again making a sucking sound. She was a scary looking woman with a very heavy voice. The receptionist probably thought so too as she quickly informed the woman that she did not have to tick the box if she didn't want to.

While I was watching her, I got distracted by another woman. She had gone to the gent's queue. I expected the receptionist to tell her she was in the wrong queue. I noticed the lady was very well dressed and wearing a wig. It's got to be a wig as she was fairly 'mature' possibly in her late 60's but her hair was very dark and very thick.

I got thinking about what pre op transsexuals do if a clinic has a male/female desk. The lady was finally at the front of the queue. Instead of sending her to the right desk, the receptionist took her details etc and told her to take a seat. Ohhhhhhhhh! [another pin drops]. He was a very convincing lady. Would have carried it off had he chosen a better wig!

Indian milf Jasmin
Mature escort and social companion - East London

p.s I will be in Horsham at the end of the month doing duo's with Penny. I will tell you more in the next blog x

Jasmin the wife and an oral dilemma

2011-09-09T19:25:00.001+01:00

I got back on Sunday night, but as usual, I had such a hectic weekend while up north, I was completely and utterly sexhausted by the time I arrived back in London.

I was fully booked the day after I put the tour dates up. The thing with Manchester is, over the last few years I've accumulated a few very loyal clients. I often do not advertise the tour as I simply just text/email [with gent's consent of course] my regulars to let them know I will be available visiting on such and such date. They contact me back if they wish to see me. I can only take so many bookings. Some how managed to fit in 5. I don't accept that many in an entire week here in London, let alone in one day!!!

Yorkshire was just as hectic. The girls had jam packed the entire weekend with activities [mostly shopping lol]. We did our usual evening dinner followed by an Indian Movie [I'm finally starting to see the attraction in bollywood now]. We crawled home at 2.30am, heels in hand so as not to wake anyone up, then fighting for the ice cream tub, falling about in fits of giggles when I let go of the tub and friend goes flying across the kitchen... you don't want to be around us when we get together. You would be appalled at just how childish we get LOL.

It's a small world

The last date of the day was a dinner date. Manchester was buzzing on Friday night. We hadn't decided where to dine and agreed to just follow our noses wherever they may lead us. We somehow ended up on the curry mile! Finding parking on a Friday night is a bit of a nightmare. It was 9pm when we were finally shown to our table. I noticed 2 very pretty girls seated at the next table. They kept glancing my way. For some reason, when someone looks at me, my hand immediately rises to my face. Its the "why is he/she looking at me? Have I got something on my face?" syndrome. Nope, nothing there, but a quick discreet wipe with the serviette wont do any harm...

While my date took a trip to the gents', the girl said something. I didn't realise she was speaking to me so I carried watching the chef doing his 'thaaaang'. The girl raised her voice a little and said...
"excuse me"
I looked up to see her looking at me directly.
"I was just saying, you look really beautiful. I love your outfit and jewellery"
"Oh thank you" I didn't know what else to say lol. Now I see nothing wrong in women complimenting each other, but it was so unexpectedly out of the blue, and as the word 'beautiful' was used, I was rather stunned.
I imagine they were dazzled by all the diamonds I was wearing lol

To cut a long story short, it turned out these 2 girls were sisters and from the same town where I'm originally from. My word. Small world huh?
They mention several people whom I know very well. Strange that I'd never met these girls through them though.

Whilst we chatted [gossiped] away about who's up to what, and with whom, my date returned to the table, so I introduced him to the girls.
"I was just telling your wife how lovely she looks" said one of the sisters

You could have knocked me down with a feather!!!
My date answers "It's one of many reasons why I married her" with a very straight face
I tried hard to keep a straight face too.

You may remember it wasn't so long ago when something of a similar nature took place while I was out on a dinner date in Canary wharf [the waitress asking my date if we were celebrating an anniversary or some special occasion]

My dinner date ended around 2am [no we did not spend all that time dining... well not on food anyway... ahem!] and I fell asleep as soon as he left the hotel.

Dinner date?

I did promise I would be taking new pics while in Manchester. Unfortunately, I only managed a couple I was off to stay with friends that morning. I will try again soon. So as usual, I shall show you one which didn't turn out the way it should have. You may call me The Blur lol :p

I really must learn to stand still when taking photos!!!

The half decent ones have been added to my website indiandelight-uk.com

The slightly more revealing ones have been added to my adultwork private gallery HERE

I had taken so many outfits with me. Excess baggage considering I only managed to take photos wearing 3 of the outfits!

I shall try and take some more photos for the private gallery on adultwork some time soon.

Hello sweetie!

How quaint.. ye olde sweets

Awww. Thank you for these xx. The packaging is so cute, I don't want to ruin it. Not sure how long I can resist though. It doesn't help that they are sitting on the bedside table, screaming 'EAT ME' every couple of minutes! An oral dilemma indeed.

While writing this blog, I'm managed to take several calls [an hour long with best friend], entertain a new gent [very cute], strip the bed, and shower. I'm now sitting naked, finishing what I started... NO you naughty boy, not 'that'. I meant the blog. Tsk tsk...

Now you behave yourself, you hear me?

Lust and kisses
Indian Delight Jasmin
Mature Indian Escort and Social companion in East London

Manchester tour, Indian rehab, a reminder

2011-08-21T07:20:00.000+01:00

I have had a huge response from my readers after writing the blog on London riots. Thank you each and every one of you who took the time to read and reply with your views.

It's all calmed down now but still reading lots of articles. Some get me very angry.

I suspect many of you read about or heard the interview of one mother who insisted her brat was not a rioter, despite him being out at the time of the riots with a hammer strapped to his leg. "Just because he has a hammer strapped to his leg, it does not make him a rioter" she insists.

She then goes on to make excuses for him carrying a hammer by claiming he was a 'scared child'.

Huh? Scared child? What the hell was he doing out in the first place? A scared child stays at home where he might be safe. Not grab a hammer and go to the heart of the trouble.

Was he on his way to do some much needed diy for old Mrs Smith at number 32?

The mere fact this 13 year old boy had a hammer makes him a very dangerous.

You can read the article here:

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-manchester-14537321

The last of my guests have gone. Been somewhat hectic for the last 2 weeks. It's always this way during the summer holidays. Family and friends tend to take turns in coming to stay with me. It's not done my back any favours. I was in agony for a couple of days. I'm well rested and fully recovered now.

Manchester Incalls

I woke up this morning [at 3am] and decided it was time to visit my much neglected northern gentlemen.

I will be available at the usual luxury hotel in Manchester Piccadilly, just a 2 minute walk from the train station, on:

Friday 2nd September from 3pm - Late

Saturday 3rd September from 8am - 11am

I do hope to take some new photos for my websites while I'm there.

Indian Rehab.

My apologies to all the wonderful gentlemen who have not been able to get hold of me. My phone has mainly been switched off due to other commitments. Best way to contact me is via email at the moment [indiandelight@hotmail.co.uk]

I hope to have a little more time on my hands by the end of September.

I've only been accepting outcalls lately.

Which reminds me, thank you to the lovely gent from Oxford for a wonderful evening. The bouquet has attracted a lot of attention. How does one explain such a huge bunch of roses? I said they were from my manager! Now my friends and family think my manager fancies me! They don't know she's a woman. I wont tell them if you dont. LOL

Gentlemen, can I just remind you...

I love being your companion. I would not be doing this if I didn't enjoy every single minute of it. I'm spoilt like that see.

So, it will be very apparent and clear when I'm with you that I'm having a wonderful time. This has caused one or two of the newer gentlemen some confusion.

"It's never been like this with anyone else" I'm often told.

That might be because I wholeheartedly enjoy what I do.

It does not mean I'll meet you outside the 'paid arrangement' or spend an entire night with you for an hour's pay. Such expectations I might expect [but never happened yet] from those who see me on a weekly basis, but I'm utterly dismayed when a new gentleman expects such a perk then acts all hurt when I decline the very 'kind' offer...

If you are likely to misread signs into my obvious enjoyment of this job, it might be a good idea for you to see someone who is 'clinical' in their approach. GFE comes naturally to me and I won't apologise for loving what I do. Gentlemen. I love my time with you. I often find myself thinking about you long after you have left. But, I don't lose sight of the fact that we are in a paid arrangement. That helps me keep the boundaries in check.

TEXT MESSAGES

Despite mentioning on all my adverts that I do not reply to text messages, I am constantly inundated with texts. The minute I switch my phone on, it starts beeping. This is worrying. Some of you have partners and you may not have a second phone for this 'hobby'. When I receive the text the day after you send it, don't you get a 'delivered' message? Wont your wife/partner wonder why you are receiving am automated delivered message at 3am in the morning? Yep I do switch the phone on at odd times to check my messages!

Gotta lust you and leave for now.

Indian milf Jasmin

Escort and social companion in East London and Manchester Piccadilly

The London Riots

2011-08-10T08:57:00.001+01:00

Hello readers.

I hope you are all safe and sound after the recent madness that has swept London.

What started out as a protest has now transpired into rioting and looting in most parts of London as well as other cities such as Birmingham, Manchester, Liverpool, Nottingham, and Gloucester. I imagine there are other places that are affected.

So how did the London riots start?

The unrest began after a protest in Tottenham over the fatal shooting by police of 29-year-old Mark Duggan last Thursday. This was supposed to be a peaceful protest but as you know, there will always be trouble makers attending protests. This very quickly got out of hand with buildings being set on fire, stores being looted, cars set alight, etc

Now we all know there are thousands and thousands of good-for-nothings in this country. Most of them have been out and about contributing to these riots. Many of these offenders are under 20.
I shake with anger when I think about them, their parents, the government, and anyone else who is to blame.

Why do I blame the parents?

Why are your children out at this hour?
Have you taught them right from wrong?
Do you get drunk around your children?
Do you have zero tolerance where bad language is concerned?
Who rules the roost in your home? You, or your children?
Would your child think it's ok to break into a department store and take whatever he/she fancies? Mine most certainly would not. Mine know their life would not be worth living if they so much as thought of stepping out of line. I have seen parents behave disgracefully around their children. They swear, scream and shout, get drunk, and so on. They don't care whether they are setting a bad example or not.

For parents who say they have tried everything but they have no control over what their children get up to once they get pass the front door, I have no sympathy for you. You are the parent. It is YOUR job to lay down rules and ensure your children stick to them and grow up knowing right from wrong. You have allowed your children to ransack London. SHAME ON YOU.

Why do I blame the government?

Wasn't it them that introduced the ridiculous laws where you are no longer allowed to discipline your child? The teachers have lost their rights to use the cane.
In my day, the boys needed just one trip to the headmasters office. That was enough to knock them into line for the rest of their days in school. Discipline at home was pretty much the same. You did not do anything that would provoke the wrath of my mothers slipper. Were we traumatised by this? Were our human rights compromised in any way? HELL NO! We knew exactly why we were being punished. We do wrong, we get punished. It's as simple as that.

What are the children today being taught? That they can get away with almost anything and not have to answer for it? The 'softly, softly' approach is wrecking this country.
Most of us saw this coming. We knew something would have to give eventually. We knew it would be extreme. We were right. Now, if we the general public saw this coming, surely the government must have too?

One young girl being interviewed said...

"We are doing this because we deserve respect innit"

Huh? I'd give you respect if you learned to speak without adding innit to each and every sentence for a start. Instead of putting all your energy in destroying your country, how about you put all that energy into focussing on your education? How about you get a job in these department stores rather than rob them?

"We are bored. We have no yoof [they mean youth] centres innit"

Bored? You are nothing but spoilt. You have your computers, playstations, iphones, etc and you say you are bored? You want a good slap from Aunty Jasmin? That should relieve some of your boredom...

Another interview - 2 young black girls.

"We are showing the rich people and the police that we can do what we want"
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-14458424

Anyone else sick to the stomach after hearing this? I hope someone recognises the voices of these girls and report them. They are having a laugh while drinking wine they stole from a store. Disgusting.

I don't care how old these offenders are. If they are old enough to be out at all hours and cause this much damage, they are old enough to be punished. It's as simple as that.

Some are focussing on 'why' these people are behaving in such a disgusting way. WHO CARES ABOUT 'WHY' THEY DID IT? I certainly don't. I'm not going down the whole "let's give the youth some understanding here and focus on what's troubling them" route. Been there, done that. Accept that some of these chavs are intent on causing trouble. They have no aspirations, no goals, nothing to lose. They know they can get away with anything and not be punished. The British law is an absolute joke! Just 2 examples below...

The government introduced extended drinking laws in 2005.
We have now become a binge drinking nation. It's how other countries refer to us.
The government is now treating this as a serious issue. Hello? Did you not think of this before? Those of us who were opposed to these plans DID see it coming. It doesn't take Einstein to figure out how this would end, you bunch of loons! Incredibly embarrassing. There was a time when we were proud to be British. The way this country is going now, most of us feel more embarrassed than proud.

Corporal punishment was outlawed 14 years ago.
Look where it has got us. Anti social behaviour has been rising slowly for several years. We saw that coming too, didn't we?

So, it seems the government is intent on destroying this country by introducing laws that do more harm than good.

United we stand - Heroic actions

There are many out there who are protecting their communities. One example below...

Respect to the Sikh community for not only protecting themselves but also the people of other faiths.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-14470772

Stay safe all.

Indian Delight Jasmin xxx
Mature Indian Escort and Social companion in East London

Spiders for breakfast and Sexual positions video

2011-08-06T12:16:00.005+01:00

There's no turning back

I've taken the bull by the horns [or plane by the wings] and booked the flying lesson for September. Can't wait!

"god help the instructor" says one friend

"ask him to fly you up north for a quick cuppa" says another. LOL!!!

Spider for breakfast?

Last night, one of my gents noticed a huuuuuge spider in my bedroom.
"Don't lose sight of it" he said with a cheeky grin on his face. "You just don't know where they will end up... ear, nose..." Thanks very much mister!

Well while I went for a shower, the spider disappeared. Nowhere to be seen. I scoured the room. Nothing. I had planned on sleeping with one eye open. Alas! Both eyes got very tired

Now I have read that we swallow roughly 4 spiders in our sleep per year. Whether this is a myth or not, it's given me the shivers. Can you imagine how I felt this morning when I woke up coughing. EEK!!!...

I saw this and thought of you...

http://www.xhamster.com/movies/227420/sexual_positions.html

Please note: This is a link to a video on a porn site. Ensure you are alone before you click on it!

Dunno about you but I need a cold shower after watching that clip lol

Indian Delight Jasmin xxx
Mature London Indian escort and social companion

Spiders for breakfast and sexual positions video

2011-08-06T06:35:00.000+01:00

Heels and Traffic lights

2011-07-21T17:27:00.003+01:00

Don't try this at home!!!

You have probably seen the specially built wardrobe which accommodates the extensive range of shoes I have. While trying to create space for 3 more pairs I recently purchased with the bonuses you gentlemen presented me with, I realised I only have 2 pairs of 'sensible' heels. The kind I could actually go shopping in. The rest can be referred to as stilts! They are the type you could only wear from the door to the car!

I've always used that term 'from the door to the car' so imagine my surprise when I recently read that heels were supposed to be meant just for that!

Anyway, going back to my heels. I tried on a pair that i've not yet had the opportunity to wear. Far too uncomfortable. I decided to check online where I was going wrong. How do the other girls strut around in them for hours without doubling over in pain?

I came across one video. It has got to be a joke. When I saw this lady run, I fell about in fits of giggles. If you EVER see me run like that, please feel free to shoot me! Of course, I'm far too ladylike to run [ladylike outside of bed that is... in bed, no promises... ahem!]

The funny bit is at 2:28

Unfortunately I was unable to embed the video so here's the link

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h1LkVhBvEIk

Reminds me of Phoebe in Friends [again, cant post the vid clip here grrr]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E_0Ta_DIWuU&feature=related

Ever wondered where the idea for traffic lights came from?

You'd still be stuck in traffic jams if it wasn't for us!

Fond memories...

You know who you are ;)

I am a lucky lady to know you all xxx

Indian Delight Jasmin

Mature East London escort and social companion

A year older, Surprises, and Sexathon

2011-07-18T12:33:00.000+01:00

So what have I been up to since my last blog?

Well, I'm a year older [but non the wiser??] so I've been busy updating all my profiles/websites. I've also been busy with work, studies, and seducing you gentlemen.

Surprise!!!

I had just got stuck into a case study when my phone rang. It's my best friend.
"You know how we were going to go out to dinner tomorrow night with the others?" she asks.
"Yes" I replied
"Well we decided tonight would be better" she chirps
"Erm hello? It's almost midday. Besides, I'm in the middle of something AND I haven't even packed yet.
"Well grab a few things, and throw them in a bag and jump in your car" she says matter of factly.
Its as easy as that apparently.
So 2 hours later, I am in my car, heading for the North.
unbeknown to me, there was an 8 car pile up on the M1 that day. Luckily, while I was still on the M11, I got a frantic call
"Whatever you do, don't take the M1. You'll get stuck in traffic for several hours"
So I stayed on the M11 and took the A road, rejoining the M1 closer to my destination, therefore avoiding all the traffic.

Arrived just in time to change into nice outfit and off to meet with the rest of the girls for our dinner out. I had no idea where we were going to dine that night. Great choice though. I'd not been to this particular restaurant before. Excellent food, service, ambience, decor etc. Very nice indeed.

While chattering away, the music was suddenly turned down and I could hear people singing happy birthday.
"Oh it's someone elses birthday too" I said"
At this point I realise my friends are singing too. Next thing I know, one of the waiters is placing a lovely cake [with an enormous sparkler in the middle] on our table.

"A very happy birthday to you ma'am from all of us here at ______
[for privacy reasons, I am unable to name this place]

I was stunned. I just sat there with my jaw on my lap! They have all this on the camcorder grrrrrrrr!

I got some wonderful presents. Thank you every single one of you xxx

Sexathon

As you know, I've been accepting incall bookings from early morn til late at night this week. I had a lot of catching up to do as my incalls availability has been so up in the air for the last couple of months.

It felt quite strange seeing more than one gent per day. I don't think I could do that on a regular basis. In fact, I'll probably need a holiday by the end of the week! Must admit, I do enjoy kissing you gents good morning/goodnight at my place.

You gents kept me so busy that I slept 12 hours yesterday. That's not like me at all! On the plus side, I'm as fresh as a daisy and ready to jump several of you before the end of my 1 week sexathon is over.

A pleasure to meet a couple of you who have been trying to book a date with me for several months [sorry for the long wait].

I am very lucky to know so many wonderful men.

Must dash. Running late!

Indian delight Jasmin xxx

Mature London escort and social companion

Mind your language!

2011-07-01T17:52:00.000+01:00

While paying for my groceries, the girl on the till, and another member of the staff, were engaged in gossip about the woman on the next till. Neither of the two knew I could understand every word of the language they were speaking in.

Guy: "She thinks she's so beautiful"

Girl: "She's deluded obviously"

Guy: She expects people to compliment her everyday. She really gets off on that

Girl: So vain

Guy: Watch this.

He addresses the woman they are gossiping about on the next till in English

Guy: Hey *****. You look lovely with your hair like that

Woman on next till: Yeah I like it like this too

He then carries on in his mother tongue...

Guy: She looks like a witch. It's her hair.

Girl: Tell me about it! *sniggers*

Me: I guess I'm looking like a witch too then... My hair is the same!

Guy and Girl look at me in shock.

Girl: "No you look lovely"

Guy: "Yes you do. You are nothing like her" [he gestures towards the other woman in distaste]

Me: That's exactly what you said to that woman before you likened her to a witch!

I giggled all the way home. Still giggling at the memory.

Funny Kids

While sitting in my car after a shopping spree yesterday morning, I decided to go topless. While this was taking place, I heard a very loud child making quite some noise.

Mummmmmmmmmmmm

Loooooooooooook

Mummyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

Loooooooooooooooooooook

I turned my head to see what was going on. It was a little boy pointing at me, shouting.... "TRANSFORMERSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS"

His little face looked completely amazed.

Oh my god. I literally laughed out loud. So did the child's mother, while she tried to usher him into her car. He was having none of it and just stood there staring.

He looked mighty disappointed as I drove away [rather than the car standing up on two legs and walking away]

Kids are just so cute [sometimes...]

Indian Delight Jasmin xx

All yours, day and night, from 14th - 20th July

I've lost your number!!!

2011-06-28T18:38:00.000+01:00

RIP dear phone...

My phone has just gone and died on me. I reckon it's the heat!

Yes I tried giving it mouth to mouth. The defibrillator wasn't of any use either. Heck, I even put it in the fridge for a few minutes to cool it down. Still no pulse.

As most numbers were saved on the phone memory rather than the sim memory, it means I no longer have your number. Would you be so kind as to send me a little text with your name on it so that I can re-save??? This request applies to every single one of you who have either met me or have called to make inquiries with a view to arranging a date at some point.

How are you coping with the hot weather? I'm not doing too well. It's leaving me completely drained. Mother says I would never survive India.

Available in for Evening incalls soon.

Just to let you know... In two weeks time, I will be offering evening incalls for one week. As you know, I only offer incalls in the daytime between 9am and 4pm, so this will be an opportunity to finally meet those gents who have been waiting forever and a day to arrange a date with me. I will put the dates up on my next blog. I'm really looking forward to this. Evening dates have a whole different ambience to the daytime

My 42nd is coming up very soon. I've decided to head up north next weekend to celebrate with my friends. Quite looking forward to it. Hope the weather is dry so that I can go 'topless' [ahem...]

Indian Delight Jasmin xx
Mature London Escort and social companion.

Want to see my tanned bits?

2011-06-21T14:57:00.001+01:00

I'm back [again!]

I had one week after Wales before I went off galavanting again. I was shattered by the end of the week. Who said holidays were all about relaxing? I have tan lines too. Fancy that! An Indian girl with a tan!!! It's not as prominent as the one I got when I went to Dubai, but it's very noticeable all the same.

I want to apologise to all those who got a very delayed reply from me. For some reason, I was not receiving notifications [I have a 'you got mail' programme thingy which normally tells me I have messages awaiting my attention... I just assumed you gents knew I was away for a week and unaware that I was back over the weekend].

Several messages with feedback on Wales. One gent happened to be the the very weekend I was there too! Hmmm... I'm getting ideas in my head. Someone stop me!!!

'Life' of Luxury

I've just read this piece HERE

So keeping criminals off the streets costs £45,000. Correct?
Well someone has to pay for the Pizzas, Gym gear, Televisions, Pool tables, Pottery teacher and god knows what other privileges these criminals have in there.
Put me in charge and I will save this country billions of pounds.

First and foremost, I would have electricity removed. That alone will bring the cost down.

Next goes the gym equipment. They can do press ups and sit ups like a criminal should!

No more takeaways. Gruel for breakfast, lunch and dinner. They should be grateful they get 3 meals!

They should cook their own grool [no need for kitchen staff]
They should do the cleaning [no need for cleaning staff]

If they want to wear the jailbird clothes the prison provides, they can damn well learn to make them! They may choose to go naked of course...

Ok so some of the above may be ever so slightly extreme, but can you see where I'm coming from?

Criminals will keep re-offending. Why wouldn't they? Look at the reward... erm I mean the punishment they get.
Human rights have gone to a whole different level. People who break the law should have no rights. Full stop. That should scare them enough not to do whatever it is they did, again!

I think Mr Cameron should pay me a visit. We could put our heads together and come up with something useful. After that, I may even help him with this prison sentence malarkey! Ha!!! You saw that coming didn't you? Would I? Of course I would. I spank him senseless first though. LOL

Well I had better get going. I don't want to be late.

I look forward to seducing you tomorrow and Thursday ;)

Indian Delight Jasmin xx
Mature london escort and social companion

p.s I missed you too :p

Back from Wales

2011-06-06T11:47:00.000+01:00

I'm back from the North.

What a great weekend.

I did get stuck on the M6 for an absolute age on my way to Manchester on Friday.
A 3.5 hour journey turned out to be a 5 hour journey. Luckily the weather was beautiful so I was able to have the roof down all the way. It also helped that the DJ [offspring] had some great cd's playing and there were plenty of nibbles to hand.

2 cars, packed with passengers and food, left from Manchester at 8am the following morning.

First stop was Chirk castle. Took lots of photos while the elders had their mid morning tea and samosas. Very peaceful around here. Not swamped with visitors.

A long drive followed, with a few stops to take more photos and throw stones in the streams. I've never seen so many sheep in my life!
BBQ came to mind!

Kids [all in their 20's lol] decided it would be fun to pretend they were on a roller coaster ride so each time a car went by, they threw their hands up in the air and shouted 'wooooooooooooooooooooo'.
I was in fits of giggles while trying to hide my face. "I'm not with them" I'd shout. Of course that didn't wash considering I was the driver LOL!!!

Did the canal boat as well as the steam engine rides. Time consuming they were. You know I can't sit still for that long. I was slightly bored on the boat ride. Next time I will walk! Yep, there will be a next time. I've picked out a couple of hotels I'd like to stay in.

Yummy in my Tummy!

After all the excitement of the day, we were famished. Found a beautiful spot by a river so laid a magnificent spread for all to enjoy. While we happily munched away on the various snacks and dishes, A lady walked past with her kids and husband and said "I told you we should have prepared a picnic. THIS [she pointed at our spread] is how it should be done".

A picnic is a must for us. The elders refuse to eat anything that isn't home cooked. This rule applies to tea as well. Nothing can beat a good Indian cup of tea according to the Aunts and Uncles.

Once our bellies were satisfied, we sat by the stream just taking in scenery. We were ready to go home by 6.30pm.

The entire day out was not enough. Oh no. I was once again dragged out at 9pm that day for a family meal at one of the restaurants in Lancashire. 1pm my head hit the pillow and I promptly fell asleep.

Sunday consisted of doing the 'rounds'. I love doing the rounds. You cant go visiting and come away not having had a snack of some sort. So it was tea with sweet and savoury nibbles at each and every household we visited.
It's tradition. No matter how full you are, you must try at least one item on the plate offered to you. It's the least you can do when your hosts have gone to so much trouble to lay such a scrumptious spread for you.
Felt like an overstuffed turkey by the time we had left the last house on the list!

Traffic wasn't too bad on the way back to London. Was safely showered and tucked up in my bed by midnight.

Indian Delight Jasmin
Mature London Escort and Social companion xx

New wings and Human rights

2011-06-02T05:36:00.000+01:00

The old wings were great. Never had a problem flying. Not a single feather had fallen out or needed fixing since I was presented with them some 5 years ago by a very nice gent from 'oop north'

So why the new wings then?

Remember my 40th? Those wings I hired? I said at the time that some day I will have the same. That day arrived sooner that expected.

A bit sudden right? I hadn't planned on replacing the old wings until next year, but while helping one of my siblings select a replacement for theirs, I came across my dream. It had Jasmin written all over it.

Hardtop retractable, leather interior, 6 gears, faster than the speed of light [ok perhaps a slight exaggeration, but only slight!].

It's almost as slick as me! [ahem.

If you are a very good boy, you might get a ride...

What Human rights?

So what do you make of the burglar who dodged a sentence by arguing his children's human rights were being compromised.

I beg your pardon?

I am absolutely appalled. What the hell is this country coming to? There is going to be a time when we will no longer be proud to be British.

Read more about this pathetic ruling HERE

Short break

I'm away tomorrow. A long weekend. Offspring and I need a break. Back on Monday. Be good while I'm away.

Indian Delight Jasmin xx
Mature Indian Escort and social companion in East London

Mamma Mia The Musical

2011-05-28T20:56:00.000+01:00

It's easy to find the right outfit to wear at the ballet, but what does one wear to a musical. After spending what seemed like and absolute age staring blankly at the dresses in my wardrobe, I opted for an A-line number with bell sleeves. Perfect. Very 70's if I teamed the outfit with a pair of boots and a headband. The evening started with dinner at a nice little Italian place. The theatre was only a short walk from where we had parked. The sky had clouded over and there was a slight chill in the air. good job I had my wrap with me

We arrived at the Prince of Wales theatre in plenty of time, picked up the tickets, then had a quick drink in the bar before we headed for our seats.

As we were in the front row, we had a birds eye view of the orchestra. One of the musicians was just 2 feet from us. He looked up at us, smiled, stood up, and said, "hello ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to my show" and promptly took a bow! It was only the 6 of us who were sat closest to him that heard him. Got us chuckling.

"Any requests?" He was looking straight at me.

I went blank for a moment. The others were looking at me. I need to say something clever. Think Jasmin. THINK!

"Don't suppose you know any Abba tracks do you?" I said innocently.

"Never heard of them" he says with a wink. Sharp. I like it!

Soon after, the show started.

Linzi Hateley who played Donna Sheridan was very very good. Great voice. No slip ups whatsoever. She does get rather nasal in some areas... [a bit like that girl Stacey Solomon] but that only lasts a couple of seconds here and there. Overall, a great voice.

Jessie May plays Donna's daughter Sophie Sheridan. Talented actress/singer.

Joshua Sasse played the part of Sophie's fiancé Sky. Phwoar is all I can say!

The two girls who played Sophie's friends were equally talented. Particularly loved their outfits throughout the show. Great dancers/singers/actresses.

Loved Catherine Russell who plays Rosie. Fantastic actress. Definitely my favourite character in this musical. She reminded me a lot of Julie Walters, only funnier [sorry Julie].

Harriet Thorpe who played Tanya was great too. I couldn't take my eyes off her rather ample bosom!

The 3 dads

Paul Ryan played the gay dad Harry Bright [the one with the guitar]. He was quite hilarious and so very camp! This role was made for him!

Christopher Hollis played Bill Austin. The rugged bachelor who was allergic to marriage and children...

Norman Bowman played the suave and sophisticated Sam Carmichael.

His performance during the song "Winner takes it all" bowled me over. He wasn't doing much. He was just standing there. it was his face. The forlorn expression on his face while Donna was singing.

That is the good thing about sitting in the front row. The view may get obstructed sometimes by a chair or characters, but at least you can see the facial expressions without having to pull out your opera glasses.

I want to say something about each and every character that danced on that stage last night, but I'd be here all evening. They all deserve recognition. Even those who were in the background.

You can read more about the cast HERE

I went to see the movie Mamma Mia when it came out. Never thought the Musical would be just as good so it never crossed my mind to go see this show until my gent suggested it. He obviously knows me well!

It helps if you know the songs too. I sang my little heart out [yes I do have one...]

A standing ovation was inevitable!

Spectacular performance. Highly recommended.

Indian Delight Jasmin

Mature Indian Escort and Social companion in London

New York, feeling hot, and Sau baras

2011-05-24T16:57:00.003+01:00

New York

It's one of my gent's birthday in November, and he wishes to celebrate it in New York. We'd applied for the ESTA 2 weeks ago and he booked the holiday 2 days ago. A week in New York.

I'm not allowed to see the itinerary, so he only forwarded the flight details to me. If I know him at all, it will be an action packed 8 days. The only part of the itenary I am allowed to know about is our visit to Niagara falls on the Canadian border. It will be a day trip. Being winter there, we wont be able to have a ride on Maid of The Mist.

I'm excited. Aren't I always when I'm about to embark on an adventure with one of you gents?

If you've not heard from me by the end of November, send out a search party. He may just have decided to smother me when my snoring gets too much for him lol

Feeling hot hot hot!

Not only did I get some 'get well soon' flowers sent by a very caring gent this morning... I also got a nice little package from another gent in the form of...

Hot water bottle!

That's right. A hot water bottle! Thank you Android. I love it! I'm tucked up in bed with a mug of Lemsip and my new hot water bottle.

Sau baras - 100 years.

I scared myself witless again. No I did not catch a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror!

I watched a horror movie. A Hindi movie called Haunted 3D. There is one song on there that captivated me. I want to share it with all my hindi speaking readers. Its called Sau baras which means 100 years.

Click HERE for translation.

It's my current favourite. Isn't love amazing? You are very lucky if you have love in your life. Makes me want to go and fall in love too!

You've probably gathered by now that I'm just ever so slightly under the weather. i'm lying in my bed feeling sorry for myself. I may be able to shake this chesty cough off if you rubbed a little vicks on my chest???

I want to be outside enjoying the sun. It's a beautiful day! Grrrrrrrrrr

Indian Delight Jasmin
Mature London Indian Escort and Social companion

Jasmin aka The budding Artist... NOT!

2011-05-18T20:59:00.000+01:00

Don't give up your day job Jasmin

So what does one do on one's day off? Paint of course. I'm a budding artist I'll have you know [one can but dream]

Remember that 'Paint your own canvas' kit I was given several months ago? I came across it while doing some cleaning this morning.
"No time like the present" I thought.
So while chatting to a friend on the phone [multi tasking at it's best], I started painting. By the time I had finished yapping on the phone, my painting was done, it looked like a 2 year old had done it LOL!
Would you like to see? Are you going to point at it, throw yourself on the floor, and roll about laughing? Hmmm, something tells me you will! Ah well, here goes...

Here is how it was supposed to look...

And here is how it turned out...

The words "Hardly an oil painting" comes to mind!

Now at this stage you are probably thinking... "Is Jasmin colour blind?"
I asked myself exactly that! That is soooooooo not a red shoe. Its more a burgundy. Let's just say mixing oil paints is not my strong point. I think I was supposed to water down the paint a little lol. Typical of me to read the instructions AFTER I'd finished. Oh well. Better luck next time.
So, as this is my first ever masterpiece, I expect it will sell for hundreds of pounds. Let the bidding start.
Do I hear £3000.00? £300.00? £30.00? £15.00? £10.00? £5.00? [surely it's worth at least that!] £1? No? Go on then. Make me an offer. SOLD! To the gentleman in the back row for 25p.

Better late than never

Luck on my side

A very special thank you to K for having the patience of a saint. It was an absolute pleasure finally meeting you. Sorry I made you miss your meeting... Nah, I'm not sorry at all! Never see me when you have important meetings to attend. I will always make you late. 1-0 to Jasmin!!!

The Lilyest Hobo

Anyone reading this blog old enough to remember The littlest Hobo?
I found this nice little remix on youtube. Enjoy x

p.s. I seem to have acquired a new pet name...

I wanted to climb into your pocket as you were leaving, that's for sure!

Indian Delight Jasmin
Mature Indian Escort and Social Companion xx

Surprise Thank you call from GUM and New bed

2011-05-15T10:09:00.000+01:00

Life is still rather hectic. I need a holiday!

The bed

As you know, I have been searching for a bed for a good few years now. I could not decide on the style, shape, material [wood, brass, leather] or size. I had started to think I would have to have one custom made.

So there I was, minding my own business, browsing the internet for something and nothing, and I came across this beauty...

As it was close to midnight, I decided to sleep on it, rather than order it straight away. By 6am the next morning, I had ordered it!

Now there was the dilemma of having the old one picked up. Thing is, I have a variator fitted to it [remember the back problem I had 2 years ago?]. I was given strict instructions never to try and remove it myself, so I ring up the people who fitted it.

"We cant come out until next week" they tell me. So I arrange for the council to pick up the old bed the day after the variator is removed. As easy as that right? WRONG! So the variater removed, new bed taken it's rightful place, and one half of the old bed taking up space in the hallway, while the other takes up space in the lounge. Grrrrrr

Just the new mattress to buy now. I'm thinking the 7 zone silent night one. What do you think?

Surprise Thank you call from GUM

While shopping last week, I had a call from Sarah at the GUM. She had called to thank me for the blog I had written in September 2010, which mentioned what a great service she and her team provided. Someone had sent her the link. Oooooo, I'm famous! Ahem... back to reality!

I am constantly amazed by how many people [and the right people at that] read my blogs. Anyway, I was really touched by her call. The way she thanked me was so genuine and touching, I wanted to cry! There are some very nice people out there [thankfully]

Who enjoys a stint at the GUM? I can't say many people do! I abhorred my monthly visits to the GUM. All that has changed since Sarah started her Open Doors clinic there. It is now something I actually look forward to [besides the needles lol]

Behave yourself until I see you again.

Love and kisses

Indian Delight Jasmin

Mature Indian Escort in East London

Old faces and Schoolgirl roleplay

2011-04-28T22:41:00.000+01:00

I got back from my Easter break on Monday night. I've been rather busy since, so this is the first opportunity I have had to write. Really enjoyed my time up north. The wedding was spectacular [as expected]. The bride was gorgeous in her glitzy sari. The groom look handsome in his sherwani suit.

Everyone looked wow. Got to old faces I had not seen in over a decade. To my surprise, a couple of them wept tears of joy when they saw me. Came away with lots of phone numbers/addresses with promises of keeping in touch in the future. I was overwhelmed. I must have hugged over a hundred people that day!
I'm all hugged out...

The weather was just gorgeous while I was away. Managed to squeeze in some sailing in Lytham st annes [Fairhaven Lake] followed by some fresh donuts in Blackpool before heading off to Manchester for dinner in the evening.
The following day we went to a charity do where I bought yet more jewellery. The same evening I was whisked off to the Hilton in Manchester where my dinner date and I had drinks [virgin cocktails for me of course] in Cloud 23. We watched the sun set, followed by a lovely meal in the podium restaurant on the ground floor.

Was off to Yorkshire for the wedding the next morning, and later that day, set off for London. Phew!
I have another wedding to attend next weekend...

What do you think of roleplay?

You might like to read THIS THREAD on punternet.

Now I don't know about you, but I always considered schoolgirl roleplay to be something light hearted and mischievous. Not once did I think it had anything to do with paedophilia.
I don't offer any form of roleplay but I know many ladies do. I have seen many galleries where the ladies are wearing schoolgirl outfits. Would you think they were enticing paedophiles? And what of those who offer the headmistress roleplay? Would you think they had a liking for underage boys? I don't think so.

The thing is, you never really know what's going through the person's mind at the time do you? I mean, look at some of the replies. Completely grossed me out.

I am struggling to understand how an escort can sit on a man's knee and pretend she is underage. What the hell? Why would she have gone through with it? And to say she felt uncomfortable about it afterwards? Oh purleeeeez! If a man has such tendencies, should an escort feed them? HELL NO! Yep. I'm deeply disturbed after reading that particular post.
Question. How far are some people prepared to go to earn a buck? Quite far it seems.

I don't suppose I will ever look at the schoolgirl outfits in ann summers in the same way again.

Upon my return from my Easter break, I came home to lots of emails. One contained a link where one of my blogs had been quoted. Let me explain...

Remember the blog I wrote about my interview with EAVES? If not, have a quick read HERE.
That blog has been quoted HERE on Stephen Paterson's blog. I have since been contacted by a journalist who had read his blog. The plan is, if our voice isn't heard in the EAVES report, hopefully it will be in The Guardian. I'll keep you posted on that.

Indian Delight Jasmin
Mature London Indian escort and social companion

Dr Who, Syphilis, and dizzy spells

2011-04-20T10:16:00.002+01:00

Dr Who actress dies

What a shock, waking up to this very sad news. I was watching The adventures of Sarah Jane just yesterday. I loved the series [yep, I do watch children's programmes!]

She appeared as Doctor Who assistant Sarah Jane Smith in the BBC television sci-fi series between 1973 and 1976, opposite Jon Pertwee and Tom Baker.

Like many others, I had no idea she was suffering from Cancer.

Syphilis on the rise?

I had my monthly screening at the GUM yesterday. The nurse who takes care of me mentioned she had seen a rise in syphilis.

When I got home, I did some digging around on the internet. Here is some information I picked up from an NHS site:

Stage 1 (primary syphilis). Symptoms of syphilis begin with a painless but highly infectious sore on the genitals or sometimes around the mouth. If somebody else comes into close contact with the sore, typically during sexual contact, they can also become infected. The sore lasts two to six weeks before disappearing.

Stage 2 (secondary syphilis). Secondary symptoms, such as a skin rash and sore throat, then develop. These symptoms may disappear within a few weeks, after which you experience a latent (hidden) phase with no symptoms, which can last for years. After this, syphilis can progress to its third, most dangerous stage.

Stage 3 (tertiary syphilis). At this stage, it can cause serious damage to the body.

The primary and secondary stages are when you are most infectious to other people. In the later phase (and usually around two years after becoming infected), syphilis cannot be passed onto others but can still cause symptoms. See Symptoms of syphilis for more information on the stages of the disease.

You can read more of the above article HERE

A positive Syphilis test indicates that you have either a current or past infection. However, a negative test does not always mean that you do not have syphilis. It may take up to 3 months after exposure to Syphilis for antibodies to be detected [window period]

So ladies and gentlemen, keep a close eye on you privates. If there is any cause for concern, get your sexy butt straight down the GUM

Better to be safe than sorry :)

I'm a dizzy brunette!

Note to self:Never watch the nurse take your blood.

As you know, doctors/nurses always have a hard time taking my blood. I don't mean they have to chase me around the room to try and get it! No. What I mean is, my veins always do a disappearing act when I'm due for blood tests. I often come away with several needle marks in both arms and back of my hands. So I expected it to be no different this time round. I did not expect to see the vial fill up on the first attempt!

Cue the room swirling around and eyes going all googly. I managed not to fall off the chair though.

Enjoy this wonderful weather [while it lasts]

Indian Delight Jasmin xx

Mature London Indian escort and social companion

Turn a blind eye...

2011-04-17T17:54:00.001+01:00

With the warmer weather comes the Indian Wedding Season. The invites have started coming in.
As some of my readers know, Indian weddings can go on for several days. [I remember reading fairy tales as a child. Most of them ended in a wedding where the guests danced for 40 days and 40 nights. They must have been Indian LOL!!!]
So next weekend I will be heading up north to attend one of the weddings. Fear not. I should be back on Monday night [25th] or at the latest, Tuesday morning [26th]

Lost and found.

Remember last year I blogged about a mont blanc fountain pen and case given to me by a gentleman? Well I tend to keep it in whichever handbag I'm using at the time. It goes wherever I go.

I needed to use it yesterday to write a card, so went to get it. Not in the bag I thought it would be. Searched all the bags [about 20 I think]. No sign of the pen. Panic sets in. This isn't just any old pen [do I sound like an M&S ad? lol]. Anyway, as I was saying, this isn't just any old pen. It has my name and the date it was given to me engraved on it. After turning the place upside down, I found it in my travel case. How the devil did it get there? That was the only time I wished I didn't have so many bags lol

The way to a man's heart

Is through his chest... with a very sharp knife. Kidding!

The way to a man's heart is through his stomach. All it takes is the promise of a burger and he was putty in my hands! Yes I know you are reading this and grinning like a Cheshire cat right now! Oh you're so easy! :p

A special hello to the gentleman from Holland. He had been an avid reader of my blog and had decided it was time we met.
It was an absolute pleasure meeting you S. A date I wont forget in a ~~gush~~ rush! lol

Avert your gaze?

I'm sure you have read about the 2 chaps who were asked to leave a pub for kissing. This outraged the gay community, so in retaliation, they decided to stage a mass kiss-in. You can read about it HERE.
While following the other links, I came across a comment made by someone in response to the above. The woman posted something along the lines of "if I see something I don't like, it's up to me to avert my gaze."

Would this apply to all areas of her life? Turning a blind eye is not necessarily a good thing [see last paragraph]. Look at the state of society today. Turning a blind eye and the softly softly approach has turned things upside down.

I have nothing against gay folk. You know I enjoy watching gay porn! However, there is a time and place for everything. I don't enjoy watching people going at it like they are the only people in the world, be they gay or straight. Get a room!
If someone asks you to refrain from doing something, do you just carry on doing it? Isn't that just a tad insolent?

So, back to the woman's comment [see above] Reminded of me of the time I first moved to London.
A man was lying on the pavement [in Essex]. People were just walking by, some had stopped to look. I went up to him to help. Someone said, "leave him love, he's probably just a drunk". The keyword being 'probably'. So they had just assumed he was drunk. A dangerous assumption.
While putting him in the recovery position, I asked if anyone had called an ambulance. Nobody had. I was disgusted. Is this what London was like? So cold and distrusting? It's like that lady with the handbag. Nobody did anything until she started hitting the burglars with the bag. Until then, they had just stood and watched [some even recording the incident].

Indian Delight Jasmin
Mature Indian Escort and Social companion in East London xx

Shen Yun

2011-04-07T13:00:00.003+01:00

I arrived at midday on Friday to find my friend standing on her doorstep with her hands on her hips.

"you're late lady" she says.

"Missed you too" I replied while giving her a hug.

I was every so slightly late. Ok so I was 3 hours late. Alas! Motherhood got in the way and a mum's gotta do what a mum's gotta do! I didn't manage to leave from London until 8.30am. I was hardly going to make it in half an hour was I? Not unless scotty beamed me up...

So after lunch we set of to pay our respects. Not sure I mentioned previously but two of my school friends lost their dad's in the space of one week. One to cancer and the other to a heart attack. This had happened a month ago but as you know, I've had guest after guest and this was the first weekend in a while that I was able to get away. While I was in Yorkshire, I heard some more sad news. An 'aunt' who owned one of the local shops had passed away too. What's going on? So many deaths in one little town.

Several hours later my friend had had enough. "Why must you ALWAYS visit all your adopted uncles and aunts when you come here?" she demands to know.

"Well, because I love them and miss them" I tell her.

She's not much of a family person and doesn't understand how important it is to socialise within the community as well as with family and friends.

I fear she will become one of those lonely old ladies who just sits at the window and counts how many cars go by. Yes I told her that. She thought it was quite funny!

We did end up in Meadowhall on Saturday morning. Six hours of three women shopping, each dragging one another in different directions. Exhausting but worth it. Wait til you see me in the designer dress and heels!

Sunday afternoon I headed off to Manchester [tour] and on Monday morning after my 9am booking, I headed back to London. They had closed off part of the M6 so I followed the Diverted traffic signs only to find I ended up right back where I had started. Grrrrrr. I decided to ignore the signs and just followed the satnav until I was back on track. Arrived home at 2.30pm and at 3pm the door buzzer goes off. Flowers! Awwww, offspring had timed it so that I would get them soon after my return. I threw myself straight back in work on Tuesday. Met a very nice professor who surprised me by speaking to me in my language! Clever man!

Shen Yun

I had been awaiting eagerly for Wednesday evening. A friend and I had booked front seats at the London Coliseum to see the Shen Yun performance

I'm not sure how to put this in words. The way the backdrop animation fitted in with the actual performance was just amazing. Blended in perfectly. The martial arts incorporated in to the dances was jaw dropping. The movements were nothing short of perfection. The costumes were bright and colourful.

My favourite acts were:

Suprano, Pi-Ju Huang
The monkey king outwits Pigsy
My beloved Yi village
Our story [Inspired by a true account... very sad]
Little mischievous monks
Plum blossom
Xiaochun Qi playing the Erhu [beautifully played]
No regrets [very sad]
Tenor, Tian Ge [magnificent voice]

There were many more acts, all of which were spectacular. Just that the above few stood out for me.

I want to tell you so much more but I wont. Why? Because you simply must go and see for yourself!

The purpose of Shen Yun is to educate us a little on the history of China. Two of the acts really do pull at your heart strings. Very sad how people are still oppressed today. Anyway, if you don't see it this time, make sure you do see it the next time they tour the UK. You wont be sorry.

Are you enjoying this beautiful weather? Picnic anyone? ;)

Indian Delight Jasmin

Mature London Indian Escort and Social companion xx

Swan Lake and Houdini Jewellery

2011-03-23T06:00:00.001Z

It's been an eventful few days

As you know, I had a childhood friend come and stay for a few days. Great fun it was too. Lot's of activities, sightseeing, and shopping. The museum was fun. Been a while since I did that. The Indian exhibits typically erotic as usual. One very sensual statue caught my eye. My friend stood next to me giggling.

"she's awfully flexible" says friend.

I walked over to her side and realised what she meant. The female's leg was draped over the man in what may be described as an advanced yoga pose. She wasn't even wearing chuddies! Easy access? The brazen hussy!

Now you see it. Now you dont!

While walking past a jewellers in Westfield shopping mall, a sparkly piece caught my eye. It beckoned me in.

Next thing I know, I'm walking out of the store wearing this pretty piece. An hour later... poof! It's gone. Just like that. Houdini style!

Left my name at the info desk in case someone should hand it in [fat chance of that happening]

Swan Lake

The day had finally arrived [Monday]. An overnight booking which was to start with Lunch, followed by an evening at the theatre. My gent picked me up for lunch. We had previously agreed to lunch at one of the local Sushi places. Very nice it was too. Clever me used the chopsticks throughout.

The prawn tempura and Maki rolls were perfect.

I am now officially a lover of Japanese cuisine.

Checked into the hotel and before we knew it, it was time to get ready for our evening out. Cab arrived on time... talking of cabs, we had prebooked the cab a few days in advance. Imagine my surprise when I receive a text from the cab company at 5.45am saying "your cab is on the way"

Huh? I immediately call them and ask what's going on.

"You booked a cab for 6.15am" they say.

"No I didn't. I booked it for 18.15pm"

They apologised and sorted it out. Phew!

Arrived at the theatre in plenty of time. Had a little walk around then it was time to be seated. Gent had booked one of the boxes on the Grand tier. The view was perfect. The opera glasses came in very handy. I was able to read expressions as well as get close ups of the orchestra. One violinist looked straight at me. Made me jump lol

The conductor [Boris Gruzin] and orchestra were amazing. There were times when I could not decide whether to watch the dancers or them! It seems they had impressed many as the applause Boris received at the end of the show was the loudest.

Odette/Odile was played by Sarah Lamb

Prince Siegfried was played by Federico Bonelli

Sarah wasn't as graceful and elegant as I would have liked the swan to be, but she is a good dancer all the same.

She did fall over in one of the acts [not sure whether it was act II or act III] but she quickly got up and carried on. I peered through the opera glasses and saw the annoyed look on her face. It passed in a quick flash and she was once again wearing her 'ballet face'. I bet she kicked Federico in the shins backstage lol.

I wanted to wave my finger at him and say "you naughty naughty boy allowing her to fall like that"

I felt some of her moves were a little stiff. Perhaps this was deliberate as the role required her to be reluctant to trust the prince? I felt she suited the role of Odile more.

I have watched swan lake many times on the tv over the years. Each performance by various dancers. This is probably why I have such high expectations when I watch the performances live.

Federico... well what can I say about this young man. I can not fault him. He was truly magnificent. His moves were executed with perfection. His performance gave me goosebumps! I would certainly go and watch him perform again.

Thank you 'Android' for a perfect day [and night] and all the little touches that made it so perfect. As for that little trick you played me... Be afraid, be VERY afraid. I'll get my own back!

Indian Delight Jasmin

Mature Indian escort in East London xx

A reminder for the married gentlemen

2011-03-16T07:28:00.004Z

A reminder for my married [or otherwise attached] gentlemen to make sure they delete any evidence of their 'hobby' from their phones before they go home. Either that or keep a separate phone in your desk at work [with a security code so colleagues don't get tempted to take a peek].

It's easy to become complacent, but you just don't know when your partner stops trusting you and decides to take a look at your phone. It happens. I know some of you are convinced your partners trust you 100% and that they would never dream of going through your phone. You may just be wrong on that. The female of the species does not need an excuse to behave the way they do.

One minute the woman can be loving an affectionate. The next she could be psycho bitch from hell.

It could be hormonal. who knows. Do you really want to take that risk? No. I thought not. So do be extra vigilant!

Ok lecture from aunty Jasmin over!

Indian Delight Jasmin
Mature Indian Escort - East London

Wandering nurse, GWE, sew on and sew forth...

2011-03-12T06:42:00.000Z

It's been non-stop since xmas.

Bookings are coming in harder and faster [pun intended!] and as I only accept one booking per day, I've tried to keep on top of them [again... pun intended]

Age is just a number?

Not sure what is going on at the moment but I seem to get a lot of calls from the under 30's.

As you know, I am not comfortable getting intimate with gents over 10 years younger [I'll be 42 this year]. The thought of getting 'funky' with someone in their teens or even mid 20's fills me with horror. I can't get past the "Oh god, I'm old enough to be his mother" part.

"Age is just a number" they tell me. Erm NO, it's not. How is age just a number? If that was the case, there would be no such thing as 'legal age' would there?

One caller was so offended when I turned him down due to his age, he decided to rant and rave. I kept my cool [are you proud of me?]. When he stopped ranting, I said "You see why I would not see someone of your age? I can't imagine any of my over 30's gent behaving in the way you just did. I then pointed him to a directory where he might find what he is looking for. Well he apologised and hung up. Never heard from him again. Phew!

The thing is, the under 30's are usually interested in the sexual side of things, and as you know, I'm not a wham bam girl. I'm not knocking anyone's preference for this. I know paying for sex is the norm. However, that is not the kind of experience I offer. I can't say I have had many 'social booking' inquiries from the under 30's.

The seamstress...

Early in the week, I met with a new gentleman. He wasn't having a very good day [no, not because of me cheeky!]. Once he was relaxed, he confided in my that his trousers had spit in the morning and he'd tried to mend them with super glue. Gotta love you creative singletons lol. Just after his shower, I decided I could not let him get dressed until I had mended the trousers for him, so out comes the sewing box. He watched as I stitched away. Only took a couple of minutes and he was off on his way. I felt like a wife lol. Should I now start offering GWE [good wife experience]??

The wandering Nurse

Cant say I've ever had someone lose their way from the Station. I'm about 7 minutes walk from there... just a straight road! 15 minutes after the initial "Hi, I'm at the station now", and giving him the address, there was still no sign of this [male] nurse. "Where are you"? I ask.

"I'm sorry. I went the wrong way and no idea where I am now" he tells me. I wondered whether he was really lost or just a timewaster. "Let me ask someone" he says and rings off. He calls me straight back and asks me to speak to the cab driver. I give the cabbie my address and he asks me where it is! Isn't it a cabbie's job to know this? I gave him precise directions and another 15 minutes later, a black cab pulls up. A black cab had asked me for directions? Classic!

Time off

My childhood friend is coming to stay for a couple of days so I will not be available from Thursday 17th til sunday 20th of March [next week]. Yes we are going to get up to no good. Would you have it any other way?

Indian Delight Jasmin xx

Mature Indian escort

The Jasmine song - Chinese

2011-03-01T08:16:00.006Z

"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?..."

No. Let's compare me to the plant. Here is an extract from a site I found while searching for something else. I will highlight my responses in RED

The therapeutic properties of Jasmine oil include: anti-depressant, anti-spasmodic, aphrodisiac, antiseptic, stimulant and emollient. It is a valuable medicine in cases of severe depression.

It soothes the nerves and produces a feeling of optimism, confidence and euphoria.
The world is your oyster. Remember that.

It revitalises and restores back energy.
I can actually drain you of your energy. Some of you have just about managed to crawl out of my lair!

Because of its soothing and calming nature, Jasmine oil helps with sexual problems such as premature ejaculation, impotence and frigidity.
Premature ejaculation? I wouldn't call it that. It's just you getting a little over sexcited! Round 2 may be a little different ;)
Unless it's a medical condition, you will rise to the occasion. Yes that's an order!
Frigidity? Not on my watch mister!

In the respiratory system it soothes irritating coughs and helps with hoarseness and laryngitis.
I'm the opposite. I plan to take your breath away. I will leave you gasping for air, and at least one of us will be left hoarse.

It helps with sprains, muscle pain, and stiff limbs.
Yes I can help ease the tension in you muscles [qualified massage therapist]

In vapour therapy Jasmine oil can be useful for addiction, depression, relaxation and tension.
Addiction? Cant help you there. Why? Well according to you gents, I'm addictive! I do smell very nice though [courtesy of Chanel coco mademoiselle]
Depression/Stress? I will have you smiling in no time.
Relaxation? Easy peasy lemon squeezy.
Tension? I'm the one who created the tension [in the nether region] so it's only fair I help you 'heal'... ahem!

Jasmine oil can be used as blended massage oil or diluted in the bath.
Dilute me? Don't even go there mister. Many have tried and failed. You would be fighting a losing battle

The Jasmine flower song - Chinese folk song...

hăo yī duŏ mĕi lì de mò li huā
hăo yī duŏ mĕi lì de mò li huā
fēn fāng mĕi lì măn zhī yā
yòu xiāng yòu bái rén rén kuā
ràng wŏ lái jiāng nĭ zhāi xià
sòng gĕi *bié rén jiā
mò li huā ya mò li huā

Flower of jasmine, oh so fair!
Flower of jasmine, oh so fair!
Budding and blooming here and there,
Pure and fragrant all declare.
Let me take you with tender care,
Your sweetness for all to share.
Jasmine fair, oh jasmine fair.

Indian Delight Jasmin xxx
Mature Indian Escort and Social companion

Hostess with the mostess...

2011-02-28T05:17:00.003Z

What a week phew!

It's been a hectic. Not just work wise. Being half term, lots and lots of visitors too. I love having guests. As you know, I'm at my best when I'm entertaining, so I was in my element. It's in my blood. Tiring but fun. Enjoyed every minute.

How did I find time to accept bookings in between? Your guess would be as good as mine. It may have had something to do with the fact that all my bookings the previous week had been social dates. I was longing for intimacy, and as they say, where there's a will, there's a way. You want something bad enough, you will find a way.

Two newbies and 3 regular visitors later, I was content.

I didn't have much time to take a look at the Spanish essay I'm supposed to be handing in on Thursday. I shall have to pull my socks up this week.

One of my guests took a shine to one particular Ice cream/Dessert parlour. If you thought I were a chocoholic, thing again! I am but a mere amateur around this guest. Every single day we ended up at this place. I watched in awe as my guest had choc shot after choc shot. I wondered whether her blood would turn to chocolate. "Can I prick you with a pin and see?" I asked. No, I didn't think she would readily let me do that lol

Shopped til we dropped most days. The men were very well behaved. They just followed us around patiently, laden with our bags. They were on their best behaviour as they were having the 'boys day out' the following day. I think they saw this as a sacrifice. A small price to pay... or so they thought. We didn't get home til the early hours of the morning lol.

Told off lots and lots of times for laughing so much. "Can't you finish eating before you start your heehee and haahaa?" asked one of the elders. We just looked at her and burst out laughing again. She chose to ignore us that afternoon lol.

I have fully recovered now and ready to tackle the week ahead.

My apologies to those who were unable to get hold of me last week and a 'hello' to the 2 new gentlemen who did. As you know, I do not return calls or text messages. Best thing to do is email me if you are unable to get hold of me on the phone.

Indian Delight Jasmin xxx

The Vagina song

2011-02-16T08:01:00.000Z

The Vagina song
If you don't know the original, its a spoof of THIS song. Absolute genuis!

Daft FAQ's

My friends have nothing better to do so they send me daft emails and texts! This one made me chuckle:

1. If you take an Oriental person and spin him around several times, does he become disoriented?

2. If people from Poland are called Poles, why aren't people from Holland called Holes?

3. Do infants enjoy infancy as much as adults enjoy adultery?

4. If a pig loses its voice, is it disgruntled?

5. If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?

6. Why is the man who invests all your money called a broker?

7. When cheese gets its picture taken, what does it say?

8. Why is a person who plays the piano called a pianist but a person who
drives a racing car not called a racist?

9. Why are a wise man and wise guy opposites?

10. Why do overlook and oversee mean opposite things?

11. Why isn't the number 11 pronounced onety one?

12. "I am" is reportedly the shortest sentence in the English language.
Could it be that "I do" is the longest sentence?

13. If lawyers are disbarred and clergymen defrocked, doesn't it follow that
electricians can be delighted, musicians denoted, cowboys deranged, models
deposed, tree surgeons debarked, and dry cleaners depressed?

14. What hair colour do they put on the driver's licences of bald men?

15. I thought about how mothers feed their babies with tiny little spoons
and forks so I wondered what do Chinese mothers use? Toothpicks?

16. Why do they put pictures of criminals up in the Post Office? What are we
supposed to do, write to them? Why don't they just put their pictures on the
postage stamps so the postmen can look for them while they deliver the mail?

17. You never really learn to swear until you learn to drive.

18. No one ever says, "It's only a game" when their team is winning.

19. Ever wonder about those people who spend £2.00 apiece on those little
bottles of Evian water? Try spelling Evian backwards: NAIVE

20. Isn't making a smoking section in a restaurant like making a peeing
section in a swimming pool?

22. OK ... so if the Jacksonville Jaguars are known as the "Jags" and the
Tampa Bay Buccaneers are known as the "Bucs," what does that make the
Tennessee Titans?

23. If 4 out of 5 people SUFFER from diarrhoea, does that mean that 1 in 5
enjoys it?

Thank you...

... For all the cards, emails, flowers and gifts on Valentines day. I have more or less identified whom most are from except for one item. Would 'A' please identify himself as it's not the 'A' I thought it was. If you prefer not to, I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart. You certainly know how to knock a girl for 6 [phew]

Rosetta Stone

Any of my readers used the above programme to learn a new language? I would love some feedback before I spend several hundred pounds on it!
Did it work for you?
What were the pros and cons?
Are you now fluent in the language?
If yes, how long did it take you?

I'm not overly keen on the woman who is passing herself as a Spanish tutor. Last week, she embarrassed one of the gentlemen by speaking to him as if he were a child. He was taking notes on what she was lecturing us about. At the top of her voice she shouted, "Do you want to learn Spanish or not?". Poor chap looked so embarrassed. He said nothing though.
How does one learn if one can not take notes? Daft woman!
She keeps flying off the handle then composes herself as soon as she comes to her senses and apologises. This has become routine and everyone has started giving each other the knowing look. A ticking time bomb if you ask me! It would be funny if her victims didn't look so traumatised by her comments.

I have toyed with the idea of a personal tutor and have managed to rope a poor unsuspecting gentleman into coming round today to help me with my homework. He has a full head of hair but chances are he will leave bald. Oh well, I've always had a thing for bald men anyway LOL

Indian Delight [still struggling with homework] Jasmin
Mature Indian Escort and Social companion

Be my Valentine and I'll buy you a handbag

2011-02-10T10:55:00.000Z

Who are you spending valentines day with? Someone you love of course!
No? You had better have a VERY good excuse mister!

I absolutely adore Valentines day. I'm a huge fan of Romance. Ok so I don't have a partner. Doesn't stop me from smiling when I see all those happy couples on this particular day. You know they have all made an extra effort.

Ok so some of you will say "pffffffft, it's just a way to make people spend money"
Well unfortunately, some of you are not often romantic and do need an excuse to be so. If it wasn't for February the 14th, some women would never receive flowers from their partner. Do you need to spend vast amounts of money to show someone you care? NO.
Don't I always say "it's the smallest gestures that mean the most"? Something from the heart. A little memory scribbled onto a card. A flower picked from the garden. It's not always about diamonds and furs [unless you have been a very naughty boy and feel you have to compensate by showering her with expensive gifts]

I suggested a picnic to a friend up North.
"Why don't you surprise L**** with a picnic" I said
"In this weather? Are you mad?" he says
Stark raving bonkers. That's me!

On a serious note, why not? Just set up a little tent in the back garden. It would be wonderful. I would love that myself, but then, I'm easily pleased :p [those who believe I'm incredibly spoilt may beg to differ lol]
Anyway, if you are stuck for ideas, please contact me. Always happy to help you spice up your love life

Roses

I was just browsing online at roses and came across a bunch of 100.
SOLD OUT it says. £299 for 100 roses. Crikey. The most I've ever had was 40 roses on my 40th. Only another 60 years to go before I receive 100 lol

How amazing is this girl?

Truly magnificent. Toccata never sounded so good. I find the guitar to be an extremely difficult instrument to play. The strings really dig into the fingertips. I'll stick with the piano.

Handbags at dawn

I think all police officers, both male and female, should be walking around with handbags rather than truncheons. Handbags are very useful. Not only can you fit everything but the kitchen sink in them, you can also stop a burglary with one. A fashionable weapon!

This granny will show you exactly how useful a handbag can be

So will you now stop telling me I have far too many handbags? I'm sure I can come up with a very good excuse... erm I mean reason, for why I have so many pairs of shoes too.

Indian Delight Jasmin
Mature Indian Escort in East London

Stroke your Orchids?

2011-02-09T10:12:00.002Z

I should be doing my Spanish homework right now but decided to put it on hold and have a little natter with you first

I realised early this morning that some of you were wondering whether I was back from my Manchester tour. One gentleman emailed to ask whether he should send out a search party lol. Cute x

So yes, I am back. Arrived back in London on Monday afternoon at 1am but had a social date booked so only had enough time to unpack, have a chat on the phone, check emails and was off out again at 5pm.

Manchester was great as usual [thank you gentlemen for making my trip a great one].
I arrived there 2 hours early. For the last couple of years it had been taking me longer to travel due to all the roadworks and speed limits of between 40-50 mph, for miles on end. A trip that would normally take 3.5 hours was sometimes taking me 5 hours, so these days I was leaving earlier than usual to allow for the traffic jams. As previously mentioned, I arrived 2 hours earlier than planned. No traffic and NO RAIN on the M6. Can you believe that? The sun was shining all the way. The weather was rather blustery... gale force winds. Lots of signs telling us to slow down due to strong winds. Had to hold on to the steering wheel quite firmly to prevent the car zig-zagging, so the hands were aching and biceps were bulging by the time I arrived in Manchester.

Luckily my room was ready so I was able to check in early. Managed to unpack. While unpacking, a battery from one of the toys fell off the bed and rolled under it. I couldn't move the bed. Oh dear. One of my gents had specifically asked me to bring this lil toy with me. A quick text explaining what had happened and would he bring me some batteries.

Showered, answered some calls and replied to a few emails before my first date arrived. No time for lunch! I finally crawled in bed around midnight. Phew! The toys didn't even get a look in! You know what I'm like. I barely give you a chance to say hello before I club you over the head and drag you to my cave.

A couple of irate calls about how I was 'never' available. Don't I announce my tours at least a few days in advance? The only time I don't announce my visits to Manchester is if I already have bookings in place. I explained to the irate callers that they had had ample time to contact me. I do recommend on my website www.jasminmanchester.com that the gents pre-book to avoid disappointment. One of the gents asked why I don't stay the whole weekend. Truth is, I simply do not have the time. I don't think I could do a whole weekend anymore. Why? Well, here in London, I only see one gent a day [if that] so things are much more relaxed. In Manchester I accept more bookings to cover the travel and hotel expenses. I don't just stay in any ole hotel you know! Just as much as I enjoy my little luxuries, I know my gentlemen appreciate the plush surroundings too.

Wasn't it the most glorious day yesterday? The sun shone from early morning right up until 5pm. It was warmer than usual. Of course, the temperature dropped as soon as the sun set. Was freezing by the time I picked my friend up. I hope its a nice day today although not looking very hopeful at the moment. Just puts a spring in one's step.

Orchids aka Testicles

Did you know in greek, orchid means testicles? A gentleman told me this a couple of days ago when he noticed the little plant in the lounge. I decided to look it up just in case he was pulling my leg.
What a lovely word to replace testicles with. I love it! lol
Ok wise guys. We'll have none of the Orchid comments when we are getting frisky!

This photo does not do my Orchid justice but its the best I could do!

Anyway back to the Orchid. My Orchid [the plant... stop chuckling will you!] has sprung to life again. It was given to me by at gentleman in Sevenoaks Kent some 2 years ago. Unfortunately, this orchid had started to look lifeless a few months after it was presented to me. It didn't bloom at all last year. I refused to give up on it as I adore Orchids. I decided to move it around the room to see if it would do better. That worked. It looks just beautiful. I keep looking at it as its aptly placed within eyes view.

Back to my homework!

Indian Delight Jasmin
Mature Indian Escort in East London xx

Dial a friend, Manchester tour and disturbing signs!

2011-02-02T16:55:00.000Z

On all fours

You know that corner suite in my lounge? Well one of my rings rolled under it. The suite is far too big and heavy to move alone, so I'm left with one option. I get on my hands an knees, face pressed firmly to the carpet [stop your imagination wandering tsk tsk], peering under the sofa. I can't see anything. Where's the torch? No idea. Not where I thought it would be. So I use the light from my phone. There it is! Can't reach. Must try and crawl under the sofa. Well my ample bosom were having none of it! So there I am, sideways, part of my torso under the sofa [well one arm and one boob] trying to reach for the pesky little ring. Yikes! I'm stuck. I'm all hot and bothered by this stage. Wasn't there a story about an old man who got stuck under his sofa for 2 days? I managed to wriggle free but by the time I emerged from under there, I looked like I had stuck a wet finger in a live socket! Dishevelled would be an understatement.

You make such a cute couple

Last week while out on a dinner date in Canary wharf, a young waitress kept looking over at our table and smiling. She then came over to serve us. She smiled so I smiled back. She asked if we were enjoying ourselves. "yes thank you" we both replied. She then asked if we were celebrating anything in particular. "No. Just catching up" replied my gent. The cheeky side of me wanted to say "yes, we just found out we are having a baby" but I thought my gent might choke on his scallops. No, not a good idea. Next time I may not be so merciful! Anyway. She looked at us a little longer, then said... "awww, you make such a cute couple" She said it with such sincerity it took us both by surprise. There were several couples at the Curve that night. It is still quite rare to see an Indian girl with a Caucasian gentleman but not as rare as it was 2 decades ago, especially here in London where it is so multi cultural.

What makes you laugh?

Well I can tell you, my attempts at speaking in Spanish seems to be tickling lots of people. One person in particular would be mother! She finds me rolling my R's quite amusing.
All I said "el perro" [ok it may have sounded like el perrrrrrrrrrrrro] and she laughed so hard I thought I would have to resuscitate her. Well that's the last time I practice on her! So I decided to practice on my friend over the phone. Yep. She was in hysterics too! I'm starting to get a complex.

Disturbing sign

Did you know that DO NOT DISTURB is NO MOLESTAR in Spanish?

Crazy!

Dial-a-friend

An odd call yesterday:

"hello is that Yasmin"
"hello there. Yes it is" [callers often call me Yasmin instead of Jasmin]
"have you got 5 minutes to talk?"
"did you want some information? I can give you the link to my website"
"no I just want to get to know you"
"you can get to know me through my website and blogs"
"I prefer to speak to you"
"hmm did you want to book a date with me?"
"no I just want to be your friend"
"you do realise I'm an escort right?"
"yes but I just want to be friends. I don't want to book an escort"
"my friends don't me on my escort phone"
"can I have your private number"
"no"
"don't you want friends?"
"Thank you but I have lots of friends"
"so you definitely don't want to meet me as a friend outside of your escorting work?"
"no thank you"
"ok then. Bye"

Not quite sure why anyone would call an escort when they have no intention of paying her for her time.

SEO

As you know, I do not have a webmaster. I take care of my website on my own. I prefer to have complete control and be able to make changes whenever it takes my fancy. I'm not very clued up with SEO and had been struggling to get to grips with it. I tried to follow google for information on how to do this but couldn't make heads nor tails out of any of the instructions. What the heck would I know about html? I made some small changes and left it at that.
Imagine my surprise when a gent pointed out that I was coming up on the first page on google. I'm very proud of myself. Hey don't laugh! It might be easy peasy lemon squeezy for you, but for me, all this website malarkey is gobbledegook. Not sure how long it will stay on the first page but at least I can say 'been there, done that' :p

Manchester on Sunday 6th February

I've finally found time to tour Manchester. The weather and other commitments had been getting in the way since December. Hopefully this time nothing will stop me. I will be back in London on Monday afternoon.

Indian Delight Jasmin xx
Mature Indian Escort

Houston, we have a problem aka double booked!

2011-01-25T06:50:00.001Z

I should be brushing up on what little Spanish I have learnt to date but decided to blog instead.
"Well it's about time too" I hear you say.
Sorry. Just that I many distractions at the moment. The good news is, I'm on top of my studies once more. Yey me!

Who allows these loons to have access to phones?

You know that rule I have about not answering withheld numbers? Well yesterday someone decided they should be an exception to the rule. Call after call after call. I think it must have been after the 7th call that I finally decided to answer

No he didn't!

"Hello. Is that Jasmin"

"Hello. Yes it is, but I do have a rule not to answer withheld or private numbers. It's clearly stated on my website"

"Oh ok. Bye"

And that was it. No more calls from him for another 10 minutes.

And then it started again. This time there was no break between each call. Constant ringing. About 20 calls. All ignored of course. Nevermind. Phone was on silent and soon switched off when my date arrived.

Houston, we have a problem aka double booked

Well not quite Houston. London more like! Here's what happened.

A lovely man from Birmingham had contacted a couple of times in hope of meeting me. As my incalls availability is still very limited, we arranged to meet at a hotel here in London. I advised him not to book the hotel in advance as I may just be available for incalls by that time. Well luck would have it that I had become available for an Incall so he contacted me back the night before to accept. So where's the problem in that?

Well, he had not called me on the morning of the date. I always consider the date null and void if it's not confirmed by 9am. I waited until 10am and decided he was not coming. So, as the phone had been ringing with inquiries, I accepted another booking

My Birmingham gent called at 10.15am to inform me that he is on his way. Arrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhh!!!

I explained what had happened. What to do? After much deliberations, we decided he should go and visit some friends in the city first, then meet me at a hotel later in the evening. This was after I had explained I could not cancel the lunch date I already had. He was fine with that. My 1-a-day rule was well and truly broken. He had been an absolute gentleman from the day he had contacted me. I had grown quite fond of him before even having met him. He had taken the day off work especially to meet me. I could not possibly allow his trip to London go wasted, could I?

It's that time of the month again

NO NOT THAT!

I have an appointment to visit the GUM clinic for my regular screening. Oh joy! Needles galore. I'll be in need of some TLC afterwards.

Has to be done though. I will be asking lots of questions on HPV.

Something or someone is wearing me out

I seem to be sleeping a heck of a lot lately. Not the normal sleeping pattern that a normal person would have. I think I may be in the bad books of at least 2 friends. Instead of turning up for dinner, I was snoozing in bed. Guilty as charged.

A [true] girlfriend experience aka gfe

A new visitor who is fairly new to seeing escorts told me his time with me had felt very different. His words:
"being with you feels like I've really pulled a real girlfriend"

It's the same for me when I am with you guys. I feel I have lots of boyfriends [oh what a hussy I am]. People, both in my private and professional life, often ask me why I have chosen to remain single.
I don't feel single. I have you gentlemen. Each of you bring something beautiful into my life [no not that] and I hope I do the same for you.
You gentlemen fill in any areas [I wont say holes] that a lover/partner would. The only difference is, we don't live in each others pockets! Best of both worlds. See?

Indian Delight Jasmin
Mature Escort in East London

Ice breakers and Assumptions

2011-01-07T13:58:00.003Z

Wednesday

I finally got onto the Spanish classes list. I start next Thursday. Si signore.

It almost didn't happen. Picked my friend up only to realise I'd left an important form behind. Had to drive all the way back home to pick the pesky form up.

It was touch and go for a few minutes... Some inconsiderate person had inconveniently decided to add to the drama of my morning by having an accident! Just a few metres from the office too! The traffic was being diverted. This took another 15 minutes chunk out of my limited time.

The office was closing for lunch you see... How could they possibly think of food at a time like this? Didn't they know how desperate I was to get another language under my belt? Tsk tsk. Headed off for some retail therapy and lunch.

I had not seen my friend since mid December so she had turned up with some presents. "Just to say thank you for being such a good friend" she said.
I was surprised. I'm the one who gives presents. Not her! Told her she shouldn't have. Loved the presents though. Some jewellery, beauty products, handbag, and a 'paint your own canvas' kit that will hopefully look like a red shoe when I've finished it [pigs will fly!]

Ended up rescuing my sibling later that evening... A car needed picking up. It's the first time he let me drive his precious car! I can see why now. What a ride! It was quite funny the way he looked at me nervously and said "you sure you can handle this car?" My response, "If I can drive trucks and vans, this will be a piece of cake". He had the cheek to say "congratulations, you have passed you driving test" as I pulled up in his drive way. LOL :p

Thursday

ICE BREAKERS - Talk about coincidence!

In my previous blog, I mentioned how we tend to try and analyse people. Well last night at the meeting, I was faced with exactly that.

The meeting started off with an ice breaker. We were asked to pair up. "Anyone not have a partner?"

I put my hand up... "Yes, I'm a spare part" I said.

I heard a few chuckles at my declaration of being a spare part.

I found myself paired up with a the cheekiest chap in the room. Yey!

We were given a list of 8 questions. We had precisely 2 minutes to fill this form in.

We had to analyse each other and tick the boxes.

The tick boxes were titled:

Spot on
Almost right
Way off the mark

The questions were:

How old is this person?

Do they live alone?

Do they have children?

What is their profession?

What is their hobby?

What is their favourite Tv programme?

What car do they drive?

What is their favourite music?

My answers... He was 40, did not live alone, had children, was a Teacher, enjoyed fishing, watched Top gear, drove a 4x4, and listened to classical music.

I got 4 spot on, and 4 waaaaaaaaaaay off the mark!

Haven't I always said that I'm a black or white person? No grey areas with me.

He was 40, lived with partner, had no children, was a banker, never been fishing in his life, enjoyed top gear, did not have a 4X4, and LOVED classical music!

How did he answer the questions? He was waaaaaaaaaaaay off mark on each and every one of those answers lol

He thought I was 28 [he'd crossed out 31 after scrutinising me for a further few seconds], lived alone, had no children, a Lawyer [haha... goodness knows where he got that idea], drove a bwm, watched Eastenders, and listened to Riyanna. Wrong, wrong, wrong.

While he was filling out the form, he kept squinting at me... I wasn't unnerved. Just curious... Very curious indeed. It's very interesting when someone is sitting there trying to read you.

The exercise was to show how we make 'assumptions', how we perceive people to be by their appearance, and how wrong we can be.

There's always one [or two].

One of the attendees had a cold. She started having fits of coughs just as the lights were turned for the short information film. Didn't help that she was sat near me grrrrrrr. Well thanks to her, I missed a bit of the beginning. She finally decided to leave the room after one of the managers offered her a drink

So I settle back and took in the vast amount of information from the DVD, only to hear a phone ring. Wasn't me! It was the chap sat directly in front of me. An embarrassed fumble through all his pockets while everyone stared at him. He finally found it and switched it off. I bet he wished his coat had just 2 pockets that normal people like myself have [ahem @ normal...]

My commitment to my studies is wavering a little. You gents are such a distraction tsk tsk. I have a good mind to... Well. You'll soon find out!

Indian Delight Jasmin xx

Mischief is my middle name...

2011-01-05T08:19:00.006Z

I earned the title fair and square... Queen of pranks!

After chatting online for a while, we decided to exchange numbers.

While he is dialling my number I am composing a little message...

"oh, by the way. That's not my number. It's the local takeaway".

Clicking on 'send' and answering the phone had to be perfectly synchronised for this prank to work. As soon as I hear the ring tone, I click on 'send' on the laptop as we are both still on private chat. At the same time, I answered the phone and said..

"Hello Kebabish. Can I take your order sir?"

He promptly hangs up!

I think I deserve a medal. He agrees LOL

I'm terribly excited... yes excited, not my usual Sexcited!

A very nice gentleman [waves at 'Android' :p] is taking me to see Swan Lake.

Can't wait, can't wait, can't wait...

I'm like this every time! Each time is like the first time. The goosebumps as the curtains go up...

For those who are interested in Ballet, there are some fantastic shows on at the Royal Opera House at the moment

Click here for information on performances

Nuevo idioma

I'm hoping to get lucky today. No. Not what you are thinking oh ye of filthy mind! As you know, every year I say "I'm going to take Spanish lessons" but these darned classes get booked up so fast, I always miss out.

Today, I plan to be the first in the queue! I will be quite annoyed if I have the day wrong and the class is all booked up again grrrrrr

Analyse me

I learnt something new about myself this week. . I love being analysed by new acquaintances. It can be quite hit and miss, but very interesting all the same.

As you know, I'm passionately private in some areas. I keep my personal stuff to myself. For this reason, I find people often try to analyse me... Go on, take your best shot. Tell me who I am. Tell me how you see me. Be honest. I love honesty. I want to hear the negatives. Dare you? Please do!

err I said analyse... not the kind you're thinking, so stop staring at the lube pic grrrrr

[throws a bucket of very cold water over you]

Are you happy?

Truly happy? Why not? What's making you unhappy?

If you can identify what is causing you discomfort, take the necessary steps to remove this source of unhappiness. Where there's a will, there's a way. I can help to a certain extent by making suggestions, but the real work comes from you. Not always easy, but I have seen many of you succeed.

I said the above to a friend a couple of days ago. He was taken back at my matter of fact approach. But this is how I am. I am happy with life because I make it a happy place to be in.

If I were unhappy, it would be of my own doing. It is up to me to keep my life stress free, right? I smile a lot. I have much to smile about. I surround myself positive energy. Life is too short to be dragged down.

Sit down and write a list of what you want from life.

write down what makes you smile, what makes you unhappy etc

See if you can make any changes. Don't be lazy. Do it!

Blooming marvelous

I have watched some of you bloom. The shy, quite gents I met years ago have turned into confident, outgoing socialites.

I love seeing these changes.

The most recent 'bloomer' is probably the cause of my extremely chirpy mood this week. I am watching him bloom before my very eyes. I couldn't be prouder [sniffles... wipes tears from eyes, coughs, straightens skirt and sits up straight... get hold of yourself woman!]

I want to chat about other things but I really have to be first in the queue today so I better get showered and pick my girlfriend up before I miss out again.

p.s. I have a meeting/interview tomorrow... Wish me luck. I think I might need it!

Be happy everyone xx

Love and kisses

Jasmin

Tabula Rasa, Engagement & Gone fishing!

2010-12-30T13:59:00.002Z

So how was Christmas? Get up to much? Me? Oh you know... the usual... I got up to no good with a certain someone on Christmas evening, in between his Christmas lunch at his parents, and Christmas dinner at his other relatives! Although I have known this gent for 5 years, Christmas day was the first time I had done an outcall to his place. As you know, my incall availability is limited until the kids go back to uni, so this gent picked me up from my place, and dropped me off again afterwards. What a busy life you lead Jason!

Gone fishing!

My friend and I, during a mad moment, decided to join a dating site. You read right! A dating site! Ok, it's not confined to dating. You have various options so that you can meet people for anything from relationships to activity buddies. So we sat there for ages and ages [ok maybe 15 minutes top] ticking all the boxes that applied to us. Quite exciting really. An hour later, we were rolling about in fits of giggles at some of the responses we had. Such children we are! Between us, we have enough phone numbers to keep us busy for the whole of 2011 LOL!!!

Although we did this as a laugh, I think I may have made a couple of new friends. Platonic friends [before you raise your eyebrow!]
I might have confused a couple of people with some very strange texts too! I think some of them may have forgotten who they had sent their number to. That's when the fun REALLY begins. Texts like 'my husband wants to know where I was last week. What shall I tell him?' or Never let me touch my laptop or phone when I am in a mischievous mood lol.
It helps that some of these people are as nutty as myself. Hmmm. I see you are nodding furiously.

New years resolutions.

If something needs doing, do it.
If an issue needs addressing, address it.
If goals need reaching, set the wheels in motion.
Why wait?

Tabula rasa

Sometimes one gets a little complacent with life in general. Things become a tad too comfortable. It's a lazy attitude to have. Life becomes a little boring when this happens. I never did take notice of the phrase "if it aint broke, don't fix it".
Nah. I need some more excitement in my life. I need new projects to dig my teeth into.
I decided to shake things up big time. A couple of changes. Humongous, mount Everest sized ones! You know how I enjoy a good challenge. I've already taken care of a couple of challenges but there are a couple more just begging for some attention. Are you proud of me? *takes a bow* I set some goals too. I tend to just get on with things so setting goals is quite exciting really.

Here's to the happy couple

Just wanted to congratulate A and A on their recent engagement.
Its about time he put that ring on your finger!
Eat your heart out Richard Gere and Julia Roberts [Pretty Woman]

Hope you all have a very happy new year xx

Love and kisses
Indian Delight Jasmin
Mature London Escort and Social companion

Bah Humbug!

2010-12-25T04:02:00.003Z

Wishing you all you all a very merry Christmas.

Love and kisses
Jasmin xx

Shushhh... Jasmin's trying to sleep

2010-12-23T07:17:00.005Z

Noisy Neighbours

You gotta love your inconsiderate neighbours! Especially when they wake you up at 2am

I woke to an almighty revving sound. Had my bed been teleported to Silverstone?

I peered out of my window to find my next-door-but-one neighbour trying to jump start his car.

For Pete's sake [who's Pete?] At 2am? He had the car parked there for a week. It didn't occur to him to check it during the week at a decent hour? It wasn't enough that they were revving their engines. They insisted on talking throughout the process of bringing the car back to life. Talking? Understatement of the year. Shouting would be the right word. Enough is in enough. So I text him...

Me:
"Please tell me you're not the nutter who just woke me will all that racket"

Him:
"Sorry. Nearly done. I can check your car if you like"

Ok, deep breath Jasmin. He's only trying to be helpful in his own little way. I honestly don't think this chap realised he was being anti social. How can you get mad at someone so clueless?

Me:
Not at this hour! You planning on waking the dead too? Gnite

Him:
All done now. Sorry I woke you. Gnite

Me:
I'm still awake. All bright eyed and bushy tailed at this godforsaken hour.

Him:
Foxy lady @ bright eyed and bushy tailed.

LOL. The little flirt has a thing for milf's and has made no secret of it. Nothing seems to phase him. Completely oblivious to my obvious frustration. He's just a few raisins short of a fruitcake lol.

Well. I have not slept since. It's a good thing I had gone to bed around around 10'ish. I have had 4 hours which is enough for me to get by on.

Shushhh... Jasmin's trying to sleep!

The thing is, I had just an hour's sleep the night before. A distressed friend had called me soon after I had fallen asleep, and after a couple of hours listening to her woes, my sleep had migrated to a different planet!

I found a couple of pics that tickled me...

Gives the phrase "I'll blow your brains out" a whole new meaning.

Haha! Love it!

Rofl! The caption says it all.

This one is my favourite. I'm using it as my avatar on forums I post on.

I bet she gets frostbite in places she never knew existed!

Indian Delight Jasmin xx

Mature Indian Escort in East London

Photos, Italian buns and Alcohol

2010-12-19T19:38:00.000Z

Hello x

Enjoying the lovely weather?

I was home alone at the weekend and thought I would be able to accept an evening incall booking. Unfortunately, the snow made an appearance in its full glory and through a spanner in the works. Within 10 minutes, everything was covered in several inches of snow. So I made myself useful and took some new photos for my website and a couple for my private gallery on adultwork. That kept me entertained for a few hours. It didn't do my back any favours! Some of the photos were terrible. I mean, where is my hand in the pic below? Why cant I stand still for just one minute? Fidget, fidget, fidget.

As this was a bad pic and was headed for the bin, I thought I'd experiment with it. Et voila! I learnt how to use speech bubbles. Yey! Go Jasmin.

Photo gone tragically wrong!

Where there's a will...

I was amazed at the number of callers prepared to travel to me while it was snowing so heavily. You boys are brave! One Canadian gentleman, here on business for the weekend, called me several times. I guess the snow we have is nothing compared to what the Canadians are used to. Anyway, he sounded like a very pleasant gentleman but I had to refuse as it was still snowing each time he called.

As evening approached, the calls were still coming in. One gent did manage to win me over but I did check with a local cab company to see if the roads were safe enough to drive. Not that I was going on an outcall. I just needed to know that the gent wasn't taking an unnecessary risk by coming to see me.

Buns of steel

A little message for the very handsome Italian Gentleman I saw on Thursday evening...

Ciao L.
è stato un piacere assoluto finalmente incontrare voi. Sono onorato che lei non ha dato e persistito nella riunione me. La ringrazio molto per il gelato.

I hope the above makes sense. I don't speak a word of Italian so used an online translator.
Anyway, It was an absolute pleasure. I deserve a good spanking for making you wait for so many months. You have the patience of a saint.
Talking of spanking... I saw this and thought of you [ahem]

I really enjoyed the zaza gelato. Both flavours were yummy. Thank you xx. It was very thoughtful of you. I am really impressed by your attention to detail when going through my website and feel quite honoured that you take such interest in my blog. Grazie x

Alcohol

What effect does it have on you? Does it make you speak the truth? You know... Dutch courage.
I've heard the term "it's the drink talking". Does that mean people don't mean what they say when drunk? Some say you are your true self when drunk. Others would say quite the opposite. What are you like when you are drunk? Do you do/say things you regret?

Being a control freak, I like to be in control of my senses at all times. Can you imagine what I would be like under the influence of alcohol? I would yap for England... oh wait, I already do that! Ok scrap that thought.

Keep nice and warm.

Indian Delight Jasmin
Mature London Indian Escort and Social companion xx

My picture in a hotel?

2010-12-14T22:05:00.001Z

After arriving at the hotel last night, the first thing I noticed upon switching the bathroom light on, was the picture frame.
"Nice touch" I thought.
My brain hadn't registered what it had just seen. I'd even looked away for a split second before it dawned on me.

"OMG. That's a photo of me!"

You just don't expect to see a photo of yourself in a hotel!
Its wasn't a nude photo. Just me in a silk teddy with a 'come hither' look on my face. I'd sent that photo to him ages ago.

I turned to look at my gent. He had a cheeky grin on his face which disappeared immediately.
"wonder how that got there" he says innocently. Great touch Andrew. Quirky. Made me laugh. Thank you ;)

Evening turned into an overnight. God help anyone who's mad enough to spend the night with a snorer like me!

I somehow managed to drag myself out of bed at 4am this morning. My gent decided he would leave too as he had a 3 hour drive ahead of him. We said our goodbyes and 10 minutes later, I was at home.

I received an email this afternoon... "I forgot your photo at the hotel" he wrote.
NO WAY!

Wonder which hotel he'll book next time...

Eaves project

As mentioned in my previous blog, I had the follow up interview with Helen yesterday. I was asked if there had been any changes in my work, what my thoughts were on trafficked sex workers, whether I thought brothels should be legalised, and so on.

I did say I was quite annoyed that I could no longer openly offer duo's with Penny. If I did, we would be considered a brothel. How silly is that? We don't have a pimp/manager or whatever you want to call the middle man. The only middle man would be the chap sandwiched between us [ahem].

Out of 100 sex workers they interviewed for this project, only 12 were independent escorts like myself. The rest were street workers. Not many independents were willing to talk. One of the independents had backed out just before the second interview. Pity.

Already we can see the report wont be well balanced. It might have been if the number of independents was equivalent to the number of street workers.

The report will be available in June. I will email to anyone who is interested.

Indian Delight Jasmin
Mature Escort and social companion.

A biscuit not to be dunked!

2010-12-13T04:57:00.003Z

Phew! What a week I've had. At the very beginning of the week, I made a difficult decision. With that out of the way, I got stuck into work

As my incalls availability is non existent at the moment, I've been taking on outcalls only. These take more planning and consisted of a 2 overnights, 2 dinner dates [non-sexual] and a hotel visit. I normally pace myself but I did have a lot of catching up to do after taking the week off!

Add to that, my other work, chores, studying etc, so I hadn't have much time to check my messages. J had left a few voicemails. Amongst all the other missed calls, J's determination grabbed my attention. Although I had planned on taking the day off, I simply had to respond. Especially as the gent had said in the message that he was leaving the following day. So I contacted him and we arranged to meet that evening.

My driver is usually available at the drop of a hat but Thursday night, he had an emergency he needed to take care of so I was left to my own devices. I prefer to have my driver when visiting new clients. Thanks to A, I was put in touch with a well established company who got me to my destination [and back]
J, you look like Adam from Dynasty!

Biscuits

Not the dunking kind!

I am often presented with gifts or cash bonuses by my gentlemen, but this is the first time I was presented with a precious metal in the form of a 'biscuit'. It got me thinking. What a great way to invest for the future [rather than just stashing your money in the bank]. So I did some research. Very interesting and very interested.

Today

Morning
My day will start with a pain management session.
After that, I have a few chores to take care of.

Afternoon
Pop home to pick up bag for this evening then head off for my follow up interview with EAVES. I won't have anything different to say. I am still very happy in escorting. Still enjoying the perks.

Evening
Straight after the Eaves interview, I will head off to meet my evening date.

Coronation street

Did you cry? Did you?
I was surprised at my reaction. The welling of tears did not come from watching the characters die in the tram crash. No. The scene that moved me the most was when Gary Windass had flashbacks of Afghanistan. All the horrific things that go on there...

Gary Windass war flashbacks

And last but not least...

A message for my favourite workaholic. All that hard work paid off. Well done x

Indian Delight Jasmin xx

Client and Escorts boundaries

2010-12-06T07:28:00.001Z

Rescued.

It was business as usual over the weekend. Yippee!
Happy to report the snow thawed on Saturday. That was a surprise. Going to bed when everything is covered in snow. Waking up to find its all gone. Now you see it, now you don't!!!
My 'marooned' adventure only lasted 4 days.

[Paper] Skeletons In My Closet

I decided to clear out the wardrobe again. It's a monthly ritual. Each time I return with large shopping bags, I unpack the contents, fold the bags up, and put them at the back of the wardrobe. Why do I do that? A range of sizes... man size to teeny tiny size. Handles are either cord or ribbon. Very nice in appearance but not very practical..
And there we have it! That's why I keep them? Because they are nice to look at? For heavens sake Jasmin. Get with it! And get with it I did. All in the recycling bin.

Boundaries

Sorry to have to cover this subject again but I feel it is necessary.

I met a new gentleman just over a week ago. A pleasant man. I quite liked him. We got on well and had arranged to meet the following weekend for an overnight date at a country hotel/spa.
As he was leaving, he asked if I would meet him outside of escorting. I said no and explained I was an escort so any time spent with me would be paid for. He apologises for crossing the line and I thought that was the end of it. Unfortunately, the same references were later made via emails.

To cut a long story short, it resulted in a 'Dear John' email explaining I would not see him again. I strongly felt the gentleman was seeking something more. Something I could not offer him.

Its never pleasant having to deal with this type of situation. It is especially hard if you really like the person. It would have been really irresponsible of me to accept another booking without a thought for his emotional well-being.

The temptation to cross the line will always be there. I meet some pretty amazing gents who would be perfect for me had I met them outside of escorting [and they were unattached!]

Yes. There are lots of working girls who meet their clients for coffee, lunch, dinner, or whatever, outside of the bedroom dept for no charge. That's fine as long as they are happy with the arrangement.

That is not how I work though. I came into escorting with a very clear idea of what I would be offering. I advertise myself as an Escort as well as a Social companion. Blurring the lines is not an option for me. To chop and change between paid and unpaid would be far too confusing.
The fees create a barrier. It curbs the emotions. It keeps us both grounded.

For the Birthday boy :)

Have a lovely day xx

Love and Kisses
Indian Delight Jasmin
London Indian Escort AND social companion

Drought, sex with toaster, and Poor Gary...

2010-12-03T08:25:00.002Z

Jasmin Crusoe - Snow-wrecked
Day 4

I have now been marooned on this deserted island for four days.
Supplies are running low.
I have given up looking for signs of life.
I am alone.
I pray my distress signals are picked up by some kind soul who will rescue me. The withdrawal symptoms have started to kick in.
I'm dehydrated and have also starting to hallucinate

YEAH RIGHT!
This is how the above should be interpreted...

Well, this wuss [points proudly at self] has not been out since it started snowing.
Low on ice cream. What will I have for breakfast tomorrow? [sobs]
No sign of life? Not everyone is as bonkers as myself to be up and about by 3am!
Not quite 'home alone' at present... offspring unable to get to Uni!
Its not my soul that needs saving. Its this frustrated body of mine. FOUR WHOLE DAYS WITHOUT *** FOR HEAVENS SAKE! [note to self...must invest in a man-doll for times of drought].
Dehydrated? Yes. I'm positively parched! Hallucinating? Fantasising more like!

WHY THE DROUGHT?

I decided it would be in your best interest that I don't accept bookings while the weather is so unpredictable. My conscience wont let me. Besides, what good would it do if you took a fall or smashed your car? I'm not going anywhere. I'm still here and all yours as soon as I feel it's safe for you to visit [hopefully today?] Anyway, you are worth the wait.

The main roads are clear but if you were to walking to me from the station, the 5 minutes walk would probably take half an hour as the snow is rock hard on the pavement. No grit for us little people who live off the main roads, so it is deadly quiet in my street, apart from the occasional car zig zagging down.

I'm surprised at the number of booking requests still coming in. Definitely more than usual. Is it cos so many gent's cant get to work? How do they plan to get to me if they cant even get to work? Flattered, but confused. I've been leaving my phone switched off and only checking messages a couple of times a day. Which reminds me... D of Wales, I cant call/text you back as you never leave your number! Gentlemen. A reminder. As a part time Escort, I don't often have my phone switched on when working or entertaining, so it might be an idea to email me if you are unable to reach me on the phone.

______________________________________________________________

While googling for a man-doll, I came across this Q&A

Q. Is having sex with a robot hooker cheating?

A1. Yes, having sex with a robot is as wrong as having sex with a real woman

A2. No, sex with a robot is like having sex with a toaster. Totally OK

Please excuse me while I fall about laughing... ROFL @ A2!!!

Shoes on or off?

______________________________________________________________

"I'M SO HORNY FOR YOU"

aka

"I'm going to do some serious damage when I get my hands on you"

How many of you have used one or both of the terms above when feeling frisky?

I apologise for being crass, but I simply HAD to share this pic with you.

The chap really did do some damage! Yikes!

Mary looks fine, but look at poor Gary!

I am definitely sticking to my 'no up the Gary' rule

Christmas

How much is it costing you this year? My young nephew, who works in retail, recently took an £8,000 order. The caller said it was just a small part of her Christmas presents list. I feel very sorry for some people. You have to bear in mind, not everyone has the means to be so extravagant, however, they are forced to overspend at Christmas and then spend the rest of the year paying off the debts. They are caught up in this world of peer pressure and keeping up with the Joneses.

So here's an idea. How about you tell all the recipients that you are donating to [enter name here] charity this year. They wont dare make a fuss about you being tight for fear of looking greedy.

Et voilà! Problem solved. Give what you can to charity and have a debt free Christmas!

You can thank me later :p

I don't celebrate Christmas nor any other religious event besides my own so the above does not apply to me.

Don't get me wrong. I love the fuss that goes with Christmas... especially the decorations and merry music. All very cheerful.

How eerie. On the one had you have this incredible sense of joy. On the other hand you have this deep dread of debts to come.

Love and Kisses

Indian Delight Jasmin

Mature London Indian Escort

The North Wind Doth Blow...

2010-11-30T09:39:00.000Z

And we shall have show...

And what will poor Jasmin do then? Poor thing!

I've woken up to find someone had covered my area in a white blanket. Come on now, own up. Who was it? You? Although the snow had already made its presence felt in the North, here in East London, we had none until this morning.

It's now been snowing steadily for 4 hours.

Thank heavens I visited the North last week. Wouldn't have been much fun had I gone when the weather was this cold.

I'm no good with snow. I always manage to take a tumble [usually when I have an audience]. Luckily, I did the 'big shop' yesterday. Now I don't have to go out! I shall hibernate until it's all gone!

I'm supposed to go away to a country hotel/spa this coming weekend with one of my gents. Hope the snow doesn't throw a spanner in the works!

I have the power... NOT!

Electricity. Something we take for granted.

A power cut on Saturday evening. Two very long hours. There I was minding my own business, the gents playing with the Xbox, the ladies yapping over a cuppa [thank heavens it didn't happen while I was laying out the tea and snacks].

Chance would have it that while I was listening to the ladies, I thought I'd switch the mini massager on so I could sit back and enjoy the best of both worlds. The minute I switched it on, the lights went out. I thought it had something to do with the massager but one of the boys who went to check on the fuse box, returns with the news that its the entire street that's lost power.

All the mobile phones create enough light to locate the tee lights and candles followed by a call made to the Electricity board to report the power cut. Oddly, no one else had reported this power cut. Why not? Do people just sit there in hope that things will sort themselves out?

Anyway, back to my place, one bright spark decides to switch on the camcorder. The light from that was bright enough to see all my guests safely out of the house without any mishaps.
What does one do when there is no electricity? No TV, no internet, no landline, and no heating. I couldn't even use the mobile phone much as the battery was low... grrrrrrrr.

I sat there worrying about the food in the freezer. The 'nice' man on the phone had said the power could come back on any time. Could be an hour or could be 24hrs. Would my samosa's survive? Anyway, panic over. Lights came on just as I had bored myself to sleep. Panic over. Thank heavens for bright sparks like Franklin!

While we are on the subject, I thought you might like to read the following I found on google:

600 B.C. Thales of Miletus writes about amber becoming charged by rubbing - he was describing what we now call static electricity.
1600 A.C. English scientist, William Gilbert first coined the term "electricity" from the Greek word for amber. Gilbert wrote about the electrification of many substances in his "De magnete, magneticisique corporibus". He also first used the terms electric force, magnetic pole, and electric attraction.
1660 A.C. Otto von Guericke invented a machine that produced static electricity.
1747 A.C. Benjamin Franklin experiments with static charges in the air and theorized about the existence of an electrical fluid that could be composed of particles. William Watson discharged a Leyden jar through a circuit, that began the comprehension of current and circuit. Henry Cavendish started measuring the conductivity of different materials
1752 A.C. Benjamin Franklin invented the lightening rod - he demonstrated lightning was electricity.
1786 A.C. Italian physician, Luigi Galvani demonstrated what we now understand to be the electrical basis of nerve impulses when he made frog muscles twitch by jolting them with a spark from an electrostatic machine.
1821 A.C First electric motor (Faraday).

Difficult times

I often hear the words 'I don't want to burden you with my problems'. Why not? Am I not your companion? Didn't you initially contact me because you were looking for more than just a sex doll?

Please gentlemen, never feel you are burdening me with your problems. I may not always be able to offer you practical advice but I can offer you a listening ear and an unbiased point of view... I may even throw in a comforting hug or two!

Before I sign off, here's another little site for all the porn lovers out there. www.boysfood.com
Enjoy... ;)

Indian Delight Jasmin xx

Surprise!!!

2010-11-23T16:15:00.001Z

It's been a odd couple of weeks. An assortment of surprises, disappointments, and the odd shock thrown in here and there.

A couple of parties... very special occasion. Great fun. Tiring too. Cooking for 50 is no joke but incredibly rewarding.

The disappointment.

Actions speak louder than words. In this case, the actions were deafening!
Anyone can come out with words. That's the easy part. It's proving you mean what you say that counts. Your behaviour will speak volumes to me. I'm observant. An example here... wouldn't you be slightly miffed if a friend insisted she was vegetarian, then ate every single chicken samosa on the plate? Yes I do have one such friend lol. NO she is not Indian!
Anyway, do you see where I'm coming from here? Why say something you don't mean? Do you have something to gain by doing this? Words need to be backed up with actions otherwise they are just words... or lies! Don't just tell me. SHOW ME!
I must teach an old friend of mine to be more observant. Poor lass is nursing a broken heart as a result of taking words literally and not taking notice of how contradicting the actions were.

The surprise.

On the day of the big party, I pop home for a couple of hours to check on things. Decided to take a quick look at my emails. Noticing one was from a 'net friend' whom I'd been larking around for some time. Expecting the usual funny stuff, I did a double take at what I was reading. This was a 'serious' email. This chap couldn't be serious if his life depended on it.

The biggest wind up merchant you would come across. It was his birthday and he wanted to know if I was available the following day. Me? Meet him? NO WAY! That was not supposed to happen. We were 'net friends'. You don't meet your net friends right? Well I never do. Or at least I never did til then. I was to be my 'net friends' birthday treat.

I was incredibly curious about this gent. I had never seen his pics. Knew he was slightly [very slightly] younger than myself.

So we made a date for the next morning. Drat. It didn't give me much time to get him a birthday present considering I did not return from the party til just before midnight.

Up bright and early the next day, I eagerly awaited for the stores to open. Found a couple of items I felt would be suitable. Managed to buy myself a nice little 'bling' Donna Karan watch too.

This cheeky chap arrives at 11.30am with a couple of presents [see pics above] AND a home baked choc cake... yummy! I think he finally crawled out of here around 4pm. I can now finally put a face to his forum name! I took the Make Your Own Sex Toys book up north with me. Had my friends in stitches!

The shock

Someone I care about deeply gave me quite a scare. A serious problem with one of his eyes. He would have to take time off. He never takes time off unless absolutely necessary. A true workaholic with an incredibly demanding job. Thankfully, the eye is healing and he's back at work.

This scare got me in a bit of a tizz. All sorts of questions started flying through my head... the "what if's". Life is so unpredictable. We take people/things for granted. It takes the odd shock here and there to remind us that we are not invincible and life could change at the blink of an eye.

Catching up

The trip to the North was exactly what I needed. It had been a few months since I visited my friends. I arrived at my friend's place around 11am on Thursday. Three days of utter madness followed suit.

Four Indian women, as mad as each other, let loose on the M62, M60 and M6 were bound to turn a few heads! Friend 5 joined us on Friday. Ended up in Preston that night... don't ask! Sunday I stopped by at Manchester for the night to see a few clients before I headed back to London yesterday. Phew!

So you see... a week of ups and downs [not forgetting the ins and outs... ahem]

Grumpy Old Women...

2010-11-07T21:08:00.000Z

Most people look forward to the weekend. It's a time for them to unwind. For me, it can be quite the opposite. An 'Auntyji' from Canada was visiting her son up north and was now doing the 'rounds' in London with her daughter-in-law. Of course, when we have guests, the rest of the clan is invited too. Cue grumpy massi amongst the rest of the colourful characters!

At the dining table...
"this curry is bland. You know I like my food hot" grumbles massi. This is the norm. She never fails to say it! Of course someone else responds with "well I think its too spicy" which prompts the massi to launch into the 'you girls grew up eating boiled, bland meals at school and now you inflict the same on us' lecture. This woman could eat a raw chilly and still say its bland! She mumbles all the way through dinner whilst polishing off everything on her plate. I half expected her to lick the plate afterwards! Not the actions of someone who isn't enjoying the meal. Quite the opposite in fact.

The elders then compare their ailments. Who's back hurts the most [no I did not join an at this stage lol]. Who's knees were worse for wear etc etc. They all start making funny faces like they are in pain. Quite hilarious to watch. Got to love the old dears lol.

Chauffeuring duties had fallen upon me again. Amazing how all the other driver's disappear when it's time to take the guests on the 'kem cho' rounds. So there I am, driving 3 aunties around. All three are squeezed in the back seat, whispering away. Then one taps me on the shoulder and says, "beti [means dearest daughter], when will you settle down with a nice man?" OH GOD. Not that lecture again! My cousin sniggering in the passenger seat didn't help!

Tick Tock

Since the clocks went back an hour, I've been waking up an hour earlier. Instead of being up at 4am I have now started waking up at 3am [not by choice might I add]. Isn't it strange? I never switch the alarm on. I wake up exactly at the same time! Now I know I am rigid about timekeeping when I'm awake, but this is just plain old weird @ waking up at 3am. The good thing about being up before the rest of the world is that it's nice and quiet. The best time to study.

Don't try this at home!

Indian Delight Jasmin xx

Egypt part 2

2010-10-24T09:33:00.006+01:00

Following on from the previous blog

Friday

Early start. 3am we are up. 3.30am we are on our way to Abu Simbel.

We were told to take our pillows with us so that we can sleep on the way there. I didn't sleep. Gent did. I watched the sun rise. Took some amazing pics of it. Arrived in Abu simbel around 7am. As I was getting off the coach, I thought my legs felt a little odd. To my horror, my feet had swollen to twice the size. OMG. It wasn't just the feet either. My calfs were rock solid and my thighs felt very tight. Walking was a challenge. To make matters worse, I was wearing quarter length pants!

My gent promptly christened me the 'elephant woman'. A very fitting title I might add! They didn't hurt at all. Just looked like balloons!

On our cruise I would say a majority of the passenger were between 50 and 80 years old. I am still in awe at their energy and strength! I hope I'm as energetic at their age. Abu simbel was just magnificent. I had pushed very hard to include this excursion to our trip although it was cutting it fine as we were due to travel to Cairo that day.

Abu Simbel

We were told to look out for the mirages on our way back from Abu Simbel. I took some amazing photos of the mirages. It really did look as if there was a lake slap bang in the middle of the desert! As I have not figured out how to upload from my camcorder you will have to make do with the pic below. Have to say, the pics I took are far better [again, remind me to show you in person]

Desert Mirage

As soon as we arrived on the boat, our luggage was ready and our guide was waiting to escort us to the airport. Unbeknown to us, there had been a 'panic all stations alert' while we were in Abu Simbel. Something to do with the transfer flights from Aswan to Cairo and the dates not matching the tickets we had. They had managed to sort it though. We had no time to loiter. Rushed off to the Airport. Long queues. We were taken right to the front of the queue. I tried not to look at the people in the queue. I can imagine the dirty looks lol. Our baggage was put through and we were given complimentary vouchers for the coffee shop as there was no business lounge. Great flight to Cairo. Lots of room in business class. Could not stop staring out of the window in hope of catching a glimpse of the pyramids. Fat chance of that!

A little disappointed with the Hilton hotel. Never been impressed with Hilton but I wanted to be located in the hustle and bustle of the city so had to make do. It was late afternoon when we arrived. Our guide checked us in while we had a drink in the lounge. Didn't think much of the room but at least it had a view of the Nile. Fell asleep watching a movie. Decided to order room service rather than go out to dinner.

Saturday

Our guide [Khaled] came for us at 8am. This was THE day for me. Most of my life I had dreamt of seeing the pyramids in person. I gasped when I first saw the first pyramid. It had taken me by surprise as I was busy yapping away with the guide before I realised it was in view. I was completely and utterly in love with the pyramids! Words can not describe how I felt when I first set my eyes on them. These Egyptians were incredibly artistic and had an eye for beauty. You need only take a look at the temples and statues to see just how talented they were.

He briefed us on the history of the pyramids then took us to see the inside of one of the smaller pyramids. I was very nervous climbing down in the teeny tiny space. It look very unsafe and made it worse as we had to climb down backwards

Managed to make it in AND out in one piece. At the time I was thinking I must be mad to do it. In hindsight, so glad I did.

After the Pyramid tour we were taken to a very nice restaurant for lunch. During lunch I asked the gent where I could get some egyptian cotton bedsheets. He said that as we were on schedule he would take us to a government controlled store where I could shop to my hearts content. And boy did I shop! Two girls followed me around the store as I pointed out at the items I wanted. Loaded with bags I emerged from the store to see three very bored men waiting for me. The driver, the guide and my gent. I was only in there half an hour... honest... ahem...

After my shopping spree, we headed to the museum. You know how I love museums don't you? The guide took us around to see the main artefacts. We did not have the time to see each and every one of them. The museum is quite big and we would have needed a couple of days to see each and every item. We saw the mummies and Tutun Khamon's treasures. I LOVED THE MUSEUM.

Cairo Museum

Back at the hotel my feet and legs were still swollen. Gent suggest I go for a massage. I did. The lady was good [though I was screaming inside at the pressure applied]. She was very nice and kept saying 'I wait you tomorrow'. She felt I needed more massages get rid of the swelling. Alas, we had to get back to Luxor the next day. I fell asleep after the massage. Gent gently shook me awake to ask if I wanted to go out. I said I was too sleepy. He went out shopping while I slept. Returned with some food. I ate and fell asleep again straight after. I've never slept so much!

Sunday

Up bright and early. Taken to Luxor by our driver where we rested in the business lounge before we boarded our flight to Luxor. Arrived at the beautiful Sonesta St George Hotel in Luxor just after midday. Our room wasn't ready so we had drinks in the lobby.

I adored the suite we had booked. The balcony had a table and chairs as well as two loungers. It overlooked the pool and outdoor restaurants as well as the Nile. The bathroom and a shower as well as a jacuzzi. There was a separate lounging area away from the bedroom. Today we would simply relax and wind down after the busy week we had. We had lunch on the balcony as we watched the boats cruising up and down the Nile. After lunch I changed into something 'small' and relaxed on the sun lounger on the balcony. Managed to get rid of the tan lines that my sandals had left on my feet. Removed the wrist watch to get rid of that tan line too but can still see a slight difference. Afterwards we relaxed in the jacuzzi then got ready for dinner. I watched the sun set while gent was having a shower. We opted for the 'open' restaurant outside just past the pool. While we were eating, the show started. Dancers [whirling dervish and belly dancers] came on stage and strutted their stuff. We decided to watch the rest of the show from the balcony where I took lots of footage with camcorder.

Went to sleep around midnight. I had booked a balloon ride for myself in the morning so had to be up early.

Monday

I was up before the alarm rang. Stood outside on the balcony watching the moon reflect on the Nile at 2.30am. Quite breathtaking. My gent had decided to pull out of this excursion. Said the thought of it made him queasy.
Got ready and was waiting for the guide at 4am. He was on time. Mini bus full of people half asleep. Said hello to everyone and took my seat at the back. Picked up one more passenger then we were on our way. I was excited and nervous all at the same time. Along with visiting Egypt, a hot air balloon ride was also on my to do list and had been for a number of years. I was going to do it this summer here in London but for some reason it was put on hold. Where better to do it than right here in Egypt? There were steps to climb up to the balloon but had to jump off the ledge to get inside. I managed with dignity lol.

We had been given specific instruction by the pilot before we boarded the balloon. So we all got in the 'landing position' and next thing you know I hear someone saying 'bye bye'. I peered up over the ledge, still in the landing position, and gasped. "We are flying" I squealed. Everyone else popped their heads up. The pilot said it was ok for us to stand so we did. Waved goodbye at all the people on the ground. I was amazed out how peaceful it is on a balloon. Very smooth. The only sound came from the whooshing of the heat to keep the balloon afloat. Quite an experience. I enjoyed every moment. Watched the sun rise from waaaaaaaaaay up in the sky. Beautiful. Very romantic. Would have been more so, had I not been on my own!

At the end of the balloon ride we were all given certificates and tshirts then dropped off to the hotel. I had a quick shower then we went down for breakfast. Our last breakfast in Egypt. Relaxed for a little while then checked out of the hotel. Our driver took us to the airport where we waited in a queue for about half an hour to check in.

Arrived back in the UK around 10ish. Switched my phone on and the first messages I had received was from A with a 'welcome home' followed by several other messages. Put a smile on my tired face. Did not make it home until midnight as we had to do a detour due to road closures grrrrrrrrr.

Egypt. A beautiful country with amazing history. The people are very welcoming and incredibly accommodating. I cannot fault my trip to Egypt one bit. I'm glad I chose Discover Egypt to travel with. They looked after us from the word go.

People are already asking me where I will be travelling to next. Who knows. Lets see where destiny takes me... I have been fortunate enough to have seen some beautiful countries through escorting. In fact, it occurred to me recently that I have now officially travelled almost as much with clients as I have in my personal life!

Good to be home though. The swelling on my feet has gone now. It took me a couple of days to settle back in.

Tuesday morning I unpacked then checked the post. A parking fine! Grrrrrrrrr. Spent the afternoon in bed with A.
Wednesday was not home alone so didn't work.
Thursday, entertained a new gent.
Friday Managed to give Mister M a birthday kiss!
Saturday spent with family and friends.
Today have the family dinner at mine. Phew. Bring on Monday!!!

Indian Delight Jasmin xx

Egypt part 1

2010-10-24T08:06:00.002+01:00

Sorry its taken so long to get round to writing this. It's taken a while to recover from the trip as well as getting stuck into work, cleaning [amazing how much dust settles in just one week], paying bills, moving furniture around and so on. Anyway after numerous emails asking for details of the trip I've finally found some quiet time to write. Here goes.

I'm writing in 2 parts so as not to overwhelm you with the information. Overwhelmed is exactly how I felt when they guides were giving us the information. I resorted to just recording videos of each guide so that I didn't have to concentrate so hard at the time and just watch the videos later on when my head wasn't suffering from INFORMATION OVERLOAD

Monday

Arrived in plenty of time at Gatwick Airport. Gent had arrived before me [that's a first!].

Checked in and off to the lounge. The excitement had finally set in. I couldn't wait to get on the plane.
Hmmm... the plane was a bit of a disappointment. Never come across seats so narrow.

I must have muttered something because the gent who sat on the other seat next to me said 'I agree. These seats are ridiculously narrow' So started a flow of interesting conversation. Turns out he was the tour manager for Saga!!! I got plenty of information from him. The do's and dont's. Took mental notes of everything.

Arrived safely in Luxor. Nice man for Discover Egypt was waiting for us. Ushered us to the Visa section. Honestly we were only IN the airport for about 5 minutes.

Unfortunately had to wait in the coach for another plane to arrive [from Manchester] as they too were travelling on the Royal Viking cruiser. Woman in the front seat kept moaning about 'spending the whole day waiting for others'. Talk about exaggerating @ whole day! We were only there an hour tsk.

The boat [Royal Viking]

What a beautiful boat. I had been a little concerned. Although I'd seen the photos before I chose it, I wasn't sure how heavily doctored the photos may have been. I needn't have worried. The boat was truly magnificent. Larger than I had imagined. Very clean and luxurious. We went up to our room to freshen up before we headed to the lounge for the meeting. After that we headed to the dining hall. We were asked to choose a table and stick with it throughout the cruise. We ended up with 2 of the most fun loving couples ever! An American couple [Angela and Shawn] in their late 40's and a couple from Portsmouth [Margaret and Colin] in their mid 60's. Perfect dining companions. After dinner we explored the boat. By then it was 10pm. Bedtime. Early start the next day

Staff... they could not do enough for us. Each day we would find a surprise on our bed... towel origami. One day it could be a flower. The next it could be an elephant [wearing my sun hat and sunglasses lol]. I do have photos. Remind me to show you the next time we meet ;)

The food on the cruise was excellent although the beef became a bit of an inside joke amongst our table. You could chew it for a week and get no where! But other than the beef, an enormous variety. My gent said he had put on weight during the holiday lol. Each day we would have teas served on the top deck while we watched the sun set. I had not realised just how romantic Egypt could be.

Tuesday

Early start for us. Up at 3am. Ready and waiting for our Guide an hour later. 4am on the dot we left. We had the guide to ourself as we had made some changes to our itenary to try and fit more in, so we had to cover more ground than the rest of the group today.

Luxor temple

Valley of the kings

Valley of the queens

Memnon Collosi

Karnak temples

Even managed to make a stop at the perfumery on our way back to make a few purchases. I came away with several bottles of 'Cleopatra'.

As you can imagine, we were absolutely exhausted by the time we arrived. The boat was waiting for us and as soon as we set foot on it, we were sailing again. I cannot describe the feeling of lying on the bed watching the world [nile] go by. We kept the balcony doors open. The sound of the water sent us right off to sleep lol.

Even managed to make a stop at the perfumery on our way back to make a few purchases. I came away with several bottles of 'Cleopatra'.

Wednesday

Edfu temple in the morning. Back on the boat for Lunch. After tea we headed to Kom Ombo. Set sail for Aswan that night.

Edfu temple

Kom Ombo

Managed to pick up a beautiful Egyptian headpiece in the market for the Galabiya party to be held later that evening on board. The party had us all in stitches. Everyone made an effort to dress up like Egyptians. All the gent's looked like 'sheiks'. I christened Colin Sheikh Colin bin Abdullah bin Portsmouth! Played lots of games, danced, and laughed til our tummies hurt. What a night!

Thursday

We had docked in Aswan during the night. Had woken up in the night to find another boat docked next to us. As per usual I had the balcony doors open so whomever was residing in the next boat would have got a right eyeful had we been naked! One of the other girls mentioned she had just got out of the shower and had to run for cover when she realised there was another boat docked next to us lol. Must have made someone's day!!!

Visited the High Dam and Old granite quarries [where the unfinished obelisk lies] and then by boat [had to wear life jackets] we visited the Temple of Philae on Philae Island.

High Dam - Aswan

Unfinished Obelisk - The Old Granite Quarries

Philae Temple

We had been split in two groups when we first arrived on the cruise. On our return from Philae Island, the other group's boat broke down! OUT OF FUEL haha!!! They had to be towed back by another boat. No wonder were were asked to take our life jackets from our cabins that morning.

Of course I did buy a beautiful work of art in the form of papyrus. We were shown a demo on how papyrus is made. Very interesting. Apparently, during the drought, the Egyptians were believed to have eaten papyrus to stay alive.

See Egypt part 2 read more

Indian Delight Jasmin

London docklands escort and social companion

A quicky

2010-10-21T10:26:00.000+01:00

Just to let you know I'm back. Did you miss me? I missed you too.
No I have not got my fingers crossed behind my back tsk!

I have lots to tell you but need to get a few things sorted before I settle down to writing a blog. Also need to figure out how to extract the photos/videos from the camcorder [doh @ me]

Watch this space

Indian Delight Jasmin xx

Bon voyage...

2010-10-10T21:32:00.000+01:00

Finally! I'm all packed and ready to go.
Leaving at 5am in the morning.
Tomorrow this time I will be on the Nile cruise.

This is my first holiday where I have had to take complete control. The gentleman simply transferred the funds into my account and left it to me to decide where we would go and what we would do there. I found this quite challenging. I have NEVER booked a holiday myself.

Just a matter of getting there now. I'm guessing I'm going to be in charge right the way through although gent assured he would take control once we meet at the airport. The thing is, he has never travelled overseas. I think he's really quite nervous. For the first time ever, I feel like an escort... I'm "escorting" him to a country I have never been to myself! What if the cruise I chose is not up to scratch? What if the hotel we will be staying at on the night before we return to UK is rubbish? What if... Oh so many what if's. Not sure I would want full responsibility next time round. He's already talking of going to ******** next year.
"Let's just wait and see how this holiday goes first" I've told him. He may not survive my snoring!

I've packed 7 pairs of shoes/sandals. Excessive? No, not at all. I will need footwear to match all the outfits. Then there at the comfy ones for daytime, in various colours, heels for evenings etc etc

Clothes... oh about 10 complete outfits and a few separates. I can always buy some from there!

The camcorder was a nightmare. I finally settled for the JVC HD300. Very good little camcorder it is too. Now I'm worried about damaging it when they put it through the security scanners. There's always something huh?

I've had a hectic Saturday with the last minute chores plus the family dinner [at mine]. Didn't do my leg any favours so today I spent the day reorganising the contents of my luggage and just taking it easy.

I will be back late on Monday 18th October. I will answer all emails upon my return.
Try not to miss me too much xx

Indian Delight [all packed and ready to go] Jasmin xx

Deep throat...

2010-09-30T16:30:00.004+01:00

Gag reflex

The Nurse at the GUM was impressed by my gag reflex while taking oral swabs. I, on the other hand, am not so impressed by it. If my gag reflex was so good, why is it that my attempts at deep throat leaves us both in fits of laughter? Ah well, practise makes perfect and all that jazz [I said jAzz not jizz tut tut].

Thing is. I have a vomit phobia. I'm afraid to push myself further with this deep throat malarkey in case I do retch.

Out with the old...

I've taken the day off. I have a terrible headache but there are chores that need to be done. One of the chores being LINGERIE SHOPPING. Well I was back in just 3 hours. Had made 3 stops. Debenhams, Marks and Spencer, and Ann Summers.

I would LOVE one of these!

My head is still pounding so I've not tackled the Lingerie chest. Out with the old, in with the new. I have to get tough. I've held onto some things for far too long. Some items have only been worn once. Some never. The chuddies [that's panties to some] will obviously be binned but the bra's, negligees, babydolls etc will go to the charity shop.

I'll leave the bag by the door and run away. I don't want them to see who brought all these skimpy little items in!

Cheeky poetry

Every now and then, Teabag of Punternet.com sends me these little poems. Some make it to my blog. The rest are far too racy for your innocent eyes! [You? Innocent? Pffft!]

He wrote this one after I'd told him I had ordered the book Deadline by Simon Kernick and that I'd be thinking of him while reading it on my Nile cruise.

She boards her flight to far-off lands
With Kernick’s thriller in her hands
She orders tea
She thinks of me
And fondles her mammary glands

By Teabag

A special thank you to Elrond [the owner of selectanescort.com]
He took the time to give me a ring to discuss my previous blog.

Anyone remember the website I had when I first started escorting all those years ago? Yep! That was made by this gentleman.
I have asked for his help on something I have wanted to do for quite some time. I'm hoping to add another page to my website with some input from Elrond. So now all these questions are going through your head. What? Another page? Don't you have enough pages on your site already Jas?
I have to add this page. Yes I do. It's for your own good. The good of my readers and all those who indulge in punting.

RIP Tony Curtis

I logged online today only to discover Tony Curtis had died. That's very sad :(
I loved watching all those black and white movies he starred in.

Indian Delight Jasmin
London Docklands milf xx

Poppy/Eaves project

2010-09-29T06:32:00.007+01:00

My visits to the GUM become more and more interesting. Really they do.

The one I visit is The Greenway at the Newham Hospital. I made them aware from day one that I was an escort so that they would take extra care to ensure I had all the tests necessary on each visit.

Last year they started a clinic on Tuesdays, specifically for ladies like myself, run by the Open Doors team.

This changed everything for me. Previously my visits would have taken anything from 2 to 6 hours as the GUM I visit does not have an appointments system. With Open Doors, I am in and out within an hour [if that]

My sexual health worker Sarah is just amazing. She takes care of everything herself. I have no need to see anyone else. She does the consultation, blood tests, swabs etc.
As you know, I usually come away with lots of pricks in my arms and back of hands due to the several attempts to take my blood... my veins tend to do a disappearing act on each visit you see. Well this genius of a woman, Sarah, managed to get my blood on first attempt [a round of applause for her gentlemen].

It was all over and done with in just half an hour... another half an hour talking to her about my work etc.... THAT was the interesting part you see. We both love talking and we are both VERY interested in what each has to say.

I mentioned I had recently met with Helen Atkins who works for the Poppy/Eaves project. That's when our conversation got 'really' interesting!

Open Doors

See HERE and HERE

Open doors are there to help those of us who are happy in what we do, to work safely. They visit the parlours in Central London, Hackney and now Newham, providing them with the tests, advice, condoms etc.

The Open Doors team are 100% opposed to the idea of making 2 or more escorts working from a flat illegal. Like myself, they are strongly of the belief that there is safety in numbers. Harriet Harman really needs to stop tarnishing us all with the same brush. Not all girls are trafficked. I have NEVER come across anyone who has. I'm not saying there aren't any trafficked prostitutes. What I'm saying is, lets get real with the numbers!

Test results at GUM:
All clear. Rest of the results will be sent via anonymous text at the end of next week

Interview with Helen Atkins

Now you gentlemen know I keep a VERY low profile. I don't wish to get caught up in the whole 'prostitution scenario' as I do this on a very part time basis and plan to keep things that way for now.
I had kept up to date with all the uproar on how almost all prostitutes are trafficked [its what Harriet Harman would have us believe anyway]

So when Helen contacted me, saying I had been mentioned by one of the ladies she met, I agreed to meet her [but not before making inquiries to satisfy my curiosity].
She is writing a report for South Bank University and it should be published next summer.

I felt it was important for my voice to be heard as I was speaking from the other side of the fence. The side where women are NOT trafficked and are VERY happy in the work we do.

I gave Helen a little peek into the lifestyle I have as an escort. How incredibly caring and protective of me you gentlemen are. How you spoil me rotten. All the holidays I have been on with you gents. All the lovely [sometimes very expensive] gifts I am constantly showered with. How my confidence has shot through the roof since I started working as an Escort.

I told her I had no plans to leave this work. You see, the Poppy/Eaves project is all about helping women LEAVE prostitution by providing a safe path, advice, housing etc.

At the same time, Poppy/Eaves project have been campaigning hard for many years to make paying for sex illegal. Why? Because prostitution does not sit right on their tongues? Is this why they will have you believe that almost all prostitutes/escorts are working against their will?

I am one very strong individual. I do not get pushed into things. I'm stubborn [you already know this]. I knew exactly what I wanted out of this path I took and I have never lost sight of that.

I was asked lots of questions ie Had I ever taken drugs? Do I drink? Did I have a difficult childhood? etc etc. Of course my answers to everything was no.

It came to a point where she said "these questions are irrelevant to you because I know its going to be no"

Once the important stuff was over, she asked if she could make an audio recording of the next part. "Yes, sure"
I was in full mode, yapping away about my experiences with you boys. It was just general stuff. I can honestly say I did not have a single negative thing to say about escorting or the gentlemen I have met to date.

I quite enjoyed the interview. She knows me as Jasmin Delight. She knows my real age as it's already on my website and that's that! I was given a little pack to take home with me which included a journal and a pen as a little thank you for taking the time to meet her.

Love and kisses
Indian Delight Jasmin
London milf

Massage with a happy ending...

2010-09-28T07:19:00.000+01:00

Rigby & Peller

I arrived at the store with 15 mins to spare, so had a quick browse before taking a seat in the waiting area.
I was ushered into a fitting room at precisely 2pm. I was asked to undress down to my bra and face the mirror. She then asked what size bra i was wearing at the time before asking me if she could remove my bra. I gave her the nod and she promptly unhooked me. Suddenly I'm standing there starkers with just my panties on and this strange woman staring at my ( o )( o )

Are you getting turned on? YOU NAUGHTY BOY!

Anyway... She passed me a satin robe then told me I was a 34E.

"We don't use measuring devices" says the lady
"We use our eyes to determine what size you are"

Wow. I'm impressed!

A short discussion followed on the colours and styles I was looking for and off she went, returning with several bras and panties to match.

She helped me put them on then asked if she could put her hand inside the cups to make some adjustments.

"Sure, knock yourself out lady".

She reached in and moved the booby around a little until it was sitting perfectly in the cup. NO, I was not turned on by this actions. STOP IT!!!

Oh yes she did!

The set I finally chose happens to be a 36E despite her informing me earlier that I was a 34E. She said I should always try the bra's on and NEVER assume that I'm a standard 34E as it depends on the style of the bra. I don't really like trying things on but I guess I have little choice in this case!

So what do I do? What do I write on my website now? That I'm a 34E/36E? As if you gents aren't confused enough already! I can just see you standing in the lingerie dept holding up 2 bra's looking more confused than a hungry baby in a topless bar!

I'm almost a little disappointed. I expected the lady to tell me I was way off the mark with my sizing!
"Jasmin, you are not a 34E dear. You are in fact a 40HH" Hmmm perhaps not but, I really was expecting her to tell me I something like 34 or 36 C or D.

While paying for the items, my gent commented on how I had the lady running circles around me. He'd been watching her coming in and out of the fitting room for the last hour lol. Ah well. If I was going to spend that much on lingerie, I have to make sure it's going to be perfect.

So, in conclusion, my visit to Rigby and Peller has left me a couple of hundred pounds lighter in the purse dept but judging by the appreciative look and comments from my gent yesterday, it was most certainly worth it. It was on my to do list for a long time. I can now tick that one off!

My trip to Bluewater was kind of a test run. I wanted to see how I would cope with a few hours of walking [for the new readers, this is related to my long standing back problem - sciatica].
Both my gent and I had a few things to buy for our holiday. We shopped til we dropped... well I almost did @ dropped! I still haven't found the right footwear to take with me and I'm running out of time :(

Massage with a happy Ending

Needless to say, by the time I got home, I was in agony. As I was home alone that night, I roped in a client to come and give me a massage. He was more than happy to oblige. I had the oils mixed and ready in the oil warmer, tailored to aid the aching muscles and bones... geranium, eucalyptus, chamomile... and a drop or two of rose. Did I behave? Well lets just say we both got a 'happy ending'. It's very nice to be on the receiving end every now and then. Sure, I have had the normal massages from professionals, but that does not compare to 'this' type of massage does it?

GUM clinic

I have my visit to the GUM this morning. Not looking forward to it but hey, it's got to be done.
Can I remind you gents to take a look at my SEXUAL HEALTH page on my site where you will find a link to find your nearest GUM clinic. Everyone should get tested if they are sexually active. You will find details on what is involved on the above mentioned page but if you have any doubts or have any questions, please do not hesitate to contact me on indiandelight@hotmail.co.uk

Love and Kisses

Indian Delight Jasmin
The milf of your dreams [oh i'm so modest]

Blame it on the Manchester/Leeds boys!

2010-09-25T09:42:00.000+01:00

They stole my energy. Every last drop of it.

I've been writing this blog for almost a week now... It's been that hectic. I need peace of mind when talking to you see...

I was in Manchester on Sunday. I normally do a weekend there but as you know, things have been pretty hectic here in London so could only manage one night in Manchester. It was a last minute decision. I hadn't planned on going until after my return from Egypt, but the constant emails from both my regulars and new inquiries prompted me to make a flying visit. PHEW!

So I leave nice and early... 9.30am. Remember my last time when I killed that bird? Well as soon as my tyres touch the M11, I have 3 near misses with some suicidal birds. I am now convinced it is where these suicidal birds go to die. The M11 of all places. So I'm extra vigilant for several miles. Perhaps I was just paranoid??
M6 brings me rain like no tomorrow. By the time I'm on the M62 I can barely see where I'm going. A woman behind me driving so close to me I was convinced she would hit me. Great. That's all I need. Moved out of the way and let her tail gate the poor chap in front!
There was of course traffic all the way due to the limited speed [40mph in some areas]. Took me 4.5hrs to get to my destination. Satnav is fixed by the way.

Arrived in plenty of time. Room was ready. I had booked the executive suite this time. I do like to treat my boys. I'm ready for my first client by 3pm. From then on I was on the go right up until midnight.

A quick hello to:

Mister Bling... Very cute with the whole designer image going.
Mister yummy... Made an effort by turning up in a pinstripe suit...
Mister Goldtooth... Naughty for attracting the attention of staff who were then kind enough to point him to my room lol. It was worth the aggro meeting you though.
Bobby... My regular who surprised me with a rather large cash bonus... thank you xx

PC Nee-naw... Lovely way to start a Monday morning! I expect that ride next time I'm there! Now get back to work mister!

I can't blame the northern boys for my burnout... not completely anyway. Its the constant coming and goings of guests along with work etc here in London. Have had longer bookings than normal. Might be because I had a couple of weeks off.

Had a date on Monday morning with PC Nee-naw. Managed to take a few photos before he arrived. I simply did not have time to take more due to my limited time and the back to back bookings whilst there.

See date and time at bottom of this pic. It's the only time I had to take the photos!

Headed back to London at Midday... should have left at 11am really. Traffic on the way back. Mother won't be pleased as I'm supposed to be meeting the family in the afternoon for tea followed by dinner at one of our favourite restaurants in the evening.

Arrived home just after 4pm. No time to unpack. Get dressed in traditional outfit and straight out of the door.

Last of the guests left on early this week. I'm now on top of almost all the prebooked dates [quite literally in most cases... ahem] and today I will leave my work phones switched off. Just going to potter about around the place doing something and nothing.

Thank you for the gift R. It was very sweet of you. Pleasure to have finally met you and I feel honoured that you moved 2 days worth of meetings to meet me.Hope I was worth it xx

The gent I'm going to Egypt with texts yesterday morning...
"Are you at home"
"yes I am"
"See you in 15mins"

I was in my pyjamas! I'd taken the day off work. Ah well, we do need to meet up to go through the itenary and check that all the documents were in order. I'm ready and waiting by the time he arrives

"come outside" he texts
Oh my! His brand spanking new ranger rover sport has arrived. Takes me for a little ride then stops. "why are we stopping here?" I ask
"you can drive now" he says, climbing out of the driving seat.
He didn't have to ask me twice! Oh I'm in love with that car

"wanna swap?" I ask him...

My car and a bag of monster munch for his car simply did not wash! There is a vast difference between 6k and 60k lol. Was worth a try though teehee!

Hey, don't you be sniggering at my car mister! It gets me from A-Z in 0 seconds!

He said he had felt guilty splashing out. If anyone deserved that car, he does. He has worked VERY hard for it. Worked all hours god sent. Still does. This holiday to Egypt is the first he's having in years.

Invited him back in to check the holiday documents. Good thing he checked too! His name had been misspelt on two of the internal flights. How did I miss that? I think I checked four of the documents and assumed the rest would be the same. My bad. I am the queen of assumptions. My one flaw! Ok not the only flaw... one of few... ok ok, one of many! Grrrrrrr. You are so good at making me confess without even uttering a single word word! Clever you. Are you grinning? Tsk! So rude!!!

We have a few things to buy, my Egypt gent and I... holiday clothes, his luggage, etc. So we are heading to Bluewater tomorrow.

I finally managed to make an appointment at Rigby & Peller so hopefully lots of new undies coming my/your way. Really looking forward to splashing out on some decent lingerie!

It's been an amazing week. Met lots of new people along with my regular visitors. I hope next week is just as good.

Lust and Kisses

Yummy mummy Jasmin xx

The Indian Milf your mother warned you about!

Dont you just hate...

2010-09-17T07:07:00.002+01:00

... being let down? I certainly do.

A special birthday coming up. I had run out of ideas. What to present to someone who seemingly has everything? An idea springs to mind. A private dance!

So I sent about finding a private dance teacher. Not an easy task finding someone local. After several emails I finally find someone who fits the bill.

"Yes I can accommodate" she says.
"See you at 11am" she says
Texts me to ask if we can make it for 4pm. Great. I've turned away all potential bookings [including regulars] for this dance lesson.
"Ok see you at 4pm" I text back

4pm came and went, as did 5pm. So I call to find out where she is. No answer.

A stern text follows indicating my disappointment.

Finally get a call at 10.30pm with an apology and an offer of a free lesson the next morning.
"No need for freebies" I tell her
"Just turn up, that's all"
"I will definitely be there at 11am" she says

Half hour later I get a text....
"I'm really sorry to mess you about but I don't think I can make it"
Arrrrgggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

I went to sleep fuming. Incredibly disappointed and 100% disheartened :(

If some of you know me from years back, you may remember I took some lessons in belly dancing but I quit because the teacher was rubbish and there were just far too many of us in one class. I did not pursue it after that.

I just don't have the time to find someone else now. Busy with the backlog of bookings plus preparations for my Egypt cruise [tickets arrived earlier this week]

On the plus side, I finally met the gentleman who had been sending me top up vouchers [just out of the blue with no encouragement whatsoever from me might I add] for my phone! Saw him 2 days in a row in fact!

Surpriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiise!!!

I said in a previous blog that I'd seen the last of my guests... well guess what? Yep, last night a call from mum.
"Guess who's coming to stay for a week?"

Well I'm not cancelling my visit to Manchester on Sunday! Not my fault is it? Had I known we were having visitors... PLUS. I'm booked right up til they leave. Grrrrrrrrrrrr. Don't get me wrong. I love them to bits. Just a little inconvenient when I have so much on my plate. Inconvenient because I would prefer to spend more time with them.

So I'll pop round early this morning for some hugs and kisses, back home for a couple of hours of work [the other job] and then... a hot date with A at a lovely hotel.

Spanish lessons are on hold til January. All courses are fully booked.
"We do have spaces on the French classes" says the helpful lady at the other end of the line.
Erm... no thank you.

Thank you for all the cards, flowers, messages and gifts. I'm surprised some of you remembered! Impressed... I really am xxx

Be grateful

My offspring tells me about a recent argument with best friend.

"Someone did me a favour... a mechanic I went to get advice from went and fixed the problem and didn't charge me. I went and got him some food as it was lunchtime. The guy was surprised and really appreciative at my gesture but my friend told me off saying the mechanic was a bad'un and I shouldn't have bought him lunch"

"You did the right thing. Always repay kindness with kindness" I said

"Yes I know. I told my friend that's how I've been raised but he just didn't get it"

It costs nothing to be nice and most certainly a good thing to be grateful. Is gratitude a disappearing emotion?

Indian Delight Jasmin
All yours in Manchester on Sunday 19th September xx