my favorite things

"Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings..."

Musicals are for sure a favorite thing of mine. In fact I love music in almost any form.  The symphony makes me overwhelmed with emotion [I began my classical piano training at the age of four]. Concerts are my addiction, I've in fact been to nearly 700 and have a goal to make it to 1000  by the time I'm 30. Music festivals are one of my summer indulgences, my favorite being Bonnaroo, though it is very very large and that is a deterrent for many people, the environment is wonderful. I've met probably the kindest and most interesting  people in my life every time I've been.

Physically, I love massages. Love. I have constant sore muscles due to a rather large cup size [you might have noticed] and a good back massage goes a long way with me. I love being pampered! I could live life in a warm tub with great scents and bubbles and a nice glass of gin [Hendricks is my favorite, but I also love Tanqueray, especially Tanqueray Rangpour] Like most ladies, a trip to a great spa puts me in the best of moods for days after the event.

Outside is my favorite place. At this time of year, a hike through the forest is wonderful. Who doesn't love beautiful foliage. I am more about warmer weather, being southern and all. But the mountains in the fall is amazing. I spent many good times in childhood in mountain cabins in the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Georgia.  Come spring, I can always go for a rafting trip! It's been a while since I've done one, and rivers/creeks are my favorite bodies of water. I spent a summer [some years ago] learning white water kayaking, and it's definitely something I'm looking to get into more regularly.

I love going out to eat. My life before this was spent bartending and serving, and if there is one thing working in the food service industry teaches you, it is an appreciation of a great meal. My favorite restaurants tend to be the funky cool ones that do a twist on traditional American food, or fusion restaurants that combine American food with taste of a different culture. I am the least picky eater ever [I do have one food allergy that I will alert you to if you're asking me to dinner] and I love trying new things no matter how strange! Brew pubs also tend to be a favorite place of mine. and of course I can't lie, I love a great burger. But I am from Atlanta, and we have the best burger spot in the world, so I don't go for one too much other than when I'm in that town. Beer is something I love learning about, and trying new and different craft brews is something I get very into from time to time [not too often! don't want a beer gut lol] If I'm in your city, bring me a six pack of something great and local!

If you're a gentleman who'd like to participate in any of the above with me, an extended date rate would come with a significant price deduction! [first of all, you're paying enough attention to me to read through this long blog entry, and second, I'm getting to do something I'd want to do anyway!]

here's a more simple format, say you didn't want to read all that, but you're still interested in playtime doing one of my favorite things, 

A list of Colette's favorite things:

1. Music Festivals

2. Musicals

3. Concerts [help me get to my 1000 concert goal! my dinner date rate will be reduced, and yet we can have dinner before or after, and still 2 hours playtime.]

4. Books! if you've read my site, you know I ask for my donation tucked in a book. I love literary fiction and biographies the most. Bring me anything.
5. Spa Days
6. Weekend getaways in mountain cabins

and of course, if you need a suggestion, here's a link to my Amazon Wish List!

therapy

if you ask the average girl,  I'd think she'd call herself a therapist.
regardless if she's BDSM, GFE, DTF, ANNOYING ACRONYM HERE, we're in the business of quelling desire and curing souls.

Strangers tend to love to tell me their life stories.

I've always had one of those faces, I guess. It's a family problem. Well, maybe problem is the wrong word, but it's a common trait. All my cousins say the same thing happens to them:

It's part of why I knew that being an escort would be something I might just be good at. And part of why I was interested in the idea of being a sex worker. [and why GFE is my absolute title]

I've been in the grocery store with full bitchface on [tough girl make up and an angry expression], and a sweet old lady will tell me everything that happened to her since 1942, just to mention she likes my eyeliner. I don't know what I did to deserve this.

it's kind of a good thing. as an aspiring writer, I guess it's kind of bread and butter for me. I mean, how can I tell a story if I have no stories to tell?  I've always been a pretty shitty liar.

It's not that I have a bad imagination, it's just that truth is stranger than fiction. Half the shit that's happened to me in my life, you wouldn't believe anyway. too sensational. don't ask. I mean, I might tell you if we've met a few times, but otherwise... shit's a little too crazy

I think in order to be a good GFE escort, you have to be a good listener, with a long memory. You have to be the type of person that people feel comfortable around, and feel comfortable telling secrets and intimate details to. I haven't been working for very long and I've noticed that. I have always been a caretaker type, and I always get vibes from guys who contact me that they got the nurturing sweet girl vibe from me, and that's part of why they're into me.

They're right. I'm that girl. I love knowing people. I love hearing about other walks of life. I love to cook for people, and nurse their pain. [Not like, sickness, because I'm squeemish, but like, emotional sickness, because.. I guess I know a little about loneliness]

like some of my old bar guest, they just want to get away for a while, have an ear. I feel that. everyone needs an outlet. it's a bit lonely knowing you're talking and no one is listening. no one hears you, no one cares. For years of my life, my only outlet was journaling, and that's like screaming with no sound. Silence. It's cathartic, but it doesn't do anything to quell the feeling of isolation.

I've long been the friend to come to when you needed an ear, good advice, or just wanted a back massage in silence to get away from life and circumstances. I'm a pretty good source of distraction, if I do say so myself.

my theme song

I'm thinking Brittney came out with "Work Bitch" just for me, since it came out just as I made a decision to be a working girl....

you better work, bitch

fucking

Ever since deciding to become a sex worker, I've done a lot less fucking. that sounds bad, or good, depending on who you are. for me... I don't know. It's definitely made me crave sex a lot more than I used to. not that I didn't used to crave sex. it's just I can say that previous to deciding to be a sex worker and going on tour, I was in my home town... with all that goes with that... but I'll get to that a bit later

I have so much to say about fucking, fuckery, wild crazy sex, that I'm finding myself speechless. 

Sex has been high on  my list of favorite activities since the first time I did it a few weeks after my 18th birthday.

I think waiting to lose my virginity for so long [I'm from the South, most girls my age had been married with kids for ten years by the time I had my first kiss as a high school graduate] let me be more open minded sexually, and also let me formulate questions. By the time I had my first boyfriend/sexual partner, I was ready to go down a list of things I'd though about but literally never had the chance to try. Simple shit, like a blow job. Complicated shit, like riding a man like a cowgirl when a little drunk and off balance [that can end badly, I've heard crazy emergency room bouncing too hard broken penis stories, but I probably grew up around too many emergency medical professionals...] various yoga positions [years of dance lessons left me very flexible]... Never too much into kink/bdsm, I guess it's just the hippie/naturalist in me. Always loved the realness of just two naked people and never liked the idea of props and toys. [to this day I've never owned a sex toy] I just want to kiss and touch.

I mean, don't get me wrong. I've always been into some hair pulling, ass smacking, wild crazy, multiple positions and locations, wet and dirty, alert the neighbors fucking. I'm just not too into being tied up, or anything like that. for me, I don't like the idea of sex and punishment being tied together. I feel like sex should be a celebration. or a time to unwind. a release. A plethora of good feelings. I'm not into leather and whips. I'm more into sex on a picnic blanket by a river. [there's a reason I call myself hippie bombshell. I'm a hippie. fuck shoes!] But, with that, I'm very open minded, so if introduced to something crazy in a way I could handle, I could probably get down with it.

I mean, that's how I got into back door action. it took time, but my ex was very polite, [and prepared with plenty of lubricant, both of the personal and alcoholic varieties]. He really really wanted a three ring circus.

maybe it helps that I have a very sex positive attitude [and considering a woman's most sexual organ is her mind] I've pretty much achieved an orgasm every time I've even fooled around a bit. but I know that isn't the norm. I read statistics for fun like every other former academic super nerd. 

See, pre-sex worker Colette always had, shall we say, a long-term FWBs. I guess I was too busy busting my ass in restaurants/bars/clubs after I was done with school, or maybe just too footloose, fancy free, and young to commit to much more than a sexual relationship, after my first long term and serious emotional liaison with a man... I wanted the freedom to explore different facets of my personality and date, but I also wanted guaranteed great sex. So, I would link up with friends [not like, good friends, but guys who I knew through the social grapevine] who were equally as noncommittal, and make a simple agreement that we could call one another when the need arose.

The arrangement was good, in most cases. But, like they always say, it can never last for long. After several beautiful months of random mornings before work, rainy afternoons, and late nights of tiptoeing through houses as not to wake the roommies, it would always happen. the inevitable. the cool chill guy I knew who was too busy with his career, his life, his whatever to make time for relationship building would turn girly on me, and want me to make a lot more promises. I think it's because I can cook. or maybe it's because I give a great back massage [aka blow job]. I don't know what it is. but no matter how much I kept the relationship physical, they'd always fancy themselves in love. and I'd swear they hardly knew me.

sex shouldn't be so complicated. this is part of the reason I made the decision to become an escort. In this industry, I feel like, for the most part, both parties are extremely straightforward. I honestly enjoy the company of a well rounded and established man. I honestly enjoy helping someone forget their worries, at least for a little while [I'm a Cancer, and very nurturing, and sometimes even give really good advice!] I honestly enjoy learning from someone older and wiser. I honestly enjoy uninhibited sexual experiences. and the gentlemen who meet me honestly enjoy a curvy, busty, chocolate, sweet, feisty, smart, funny, hottie.

so I'm here, still anticipating my first review so that I am able to get on a few more sites, and maybe into a meet and greet I hear is going down soon. because not having sex often was not exactly my plan when I decided to be a sex worker. in fact the opposite. half of the fun is fucking.

being legitimized

I started immediately as an escort on tour. From my mentor, I know that this is not normal. Most girls build up a base in a city, and then hit the road with plenty of reviews and a client base. Not me. I was on the road from the jump. In fact, my whoremother picked me up in Savannah, GA, and we headed to Charlotte, NC immediately, her first stop on tour. In the mean time she has been teaching me about website building, ad posting, and all the things that us ladies do to let gentlemen know how to get in touch with us [and to touch us].

Touring is hard as a newbie. I'm sure new clients know my pain. Being verified is very important on both sides. A new client has to find someone to vouch for him or be prepared for a full background check, and yet still might be denied. A new provider, like myself, has to hope that clients will be willing to meet her with no reviews. So maybe it'd be a little better to be on tour as someone that clients have heard of an always wanted to meet. But who knows? I'm hoping to get a review before an upcoming meet and greet, because, not to be cocky, but I know that if this was an in person first kind of business, I'd be killing it. I have a bubbly personality, and am very much a people person. A bit of a charmer. Not to mention my body does not read the same in photographs the way it does in person. When my mentor took pictures of me one day she was shocked at how flat I looked from so many angles. I'm too proportional. It's a good thing, but because I'm so well proportioned, my body appears small and not too curvy in pictures. And I'm very curvaceous!

It's funny, because in my pre-provider life, I didn't have too many sexual partners, but because of their level of satisfaction, and their loose bragging mouths, I basically had a bunch of reviews out there. Every time I was free [aka single, or done with my long-term fwb] I had more options than I had time to explore. Too many people had been told of my sexual prowess. I suppose I'd say I'm good at sex. I don't know. I don't think it's that I'm good, I think it's that I'm enthusiastic, that I honestly enjoy sex, and that I put my best effort into every sexual interaction that I have. But as my male friends have let me know, that's pretty much all most men ask for.

Being on the road is fun though. I love new cities. I love hotel bars so much that that will probably be an entire post of its own. I do hate that we are travelling north, though. I hate the cold more than most people understand.

I honestly can't wait til my later road trips though. Once y'all have had the chance to get to know me, I'm sure I'll get to meet even more outstanding gentlemen. I have to get more confirmation from various sites that I am in fact me, and that my pictures are in fact of me. I was verified on Eros yesterday, and I don't know if you could understand how excited it made me!

I'm excited about doing this for a living, but a lot of trust is involved in a meeting, and I haven't earned mine yet... I'm ready for playtime, but I do prefer a man who prefers a girl who is legit, so waiting is fine.

the best is yet to come :)