Building trust.

As the song goes; "Oh what a night,"

I can't believe I've only been doing this for a week. Mr Food Critic decided to wine and dine me in style last night; we began the evening at a virtually unknown bar in Sloane Square which was situated on the ground floor of his Apartment building. I opted for a Cosmopolitan Cocktail whilst he went for an old mans drink. We were later joined by his right hand man/butler who was a handsome Eastern European - I felt a bit paranoid at first thinking I hope you're not hoping for some kind of threesome mate??

After we finished our drinks we hopped into a black cab to the The Corus and dined to the sound of professional Opera Singers. This was a first for me and rather funny when our discussions were halted by the sound of Carmen belting out a powerful number - actually it was amazing and very intimate.

Mr Food Critic is in his mid 60's, I'm in my early 20's so you can imaging the heads in the restaurant turning occasionally whilst we flirted away. Oh well, I thought I was having fun untill Carmen approached our table and invited us to see her perform in a pub in Kilburn she openly flirted with my date (must have saw the pound signs, so don't really blame her). . he loved the attention and they both exchanged business cards LMAO!! I wonder if he'll ask her out on a date?

I ordered a tomatoe salad for starter, Chicken & vegetables for my main and Chocolate Fondant for dessert. . . All went down well with the champers and red wine. Then it was back to his place, he forgot his key so called his butler who met us in Kensington and jumped in our cab home. Again my radar was bleeping (no funny business here mate). The butler bid us good night phew! I stayed with SD for a short while & as we waited in the lobby for my cab home Mr food critic was checking out the prostitute scouting for business. He never got it from me so I can only presume he met with her as I journeyed home, why do I know this?Because his phone was off when I called from the cab. Men! Oh and he said he'll put £1,o00 in my bank monthly in two installments.

What do y'all think?

Kisses ~Anna <3

£££

Okay, If you've been following my blog you'd have learned I'm quite the novice to the SA/SD world. It's interesting to know how many different types of men there are out there. . . So far I've met Mr Old & a bit sleazy, then I met Mr Banker -The mathematical Whizkid - who was very en captivating and today I met Mr Shy-ish.

Today's date was a brief encounter, over out lunch hours. He's tall, with dark hair & tired eyes. We had a drink discussed our experiences with SA. . . well he discussed I listened, and then said what we wanted. (I asked for £1,000 pcm to start.) Nice and easy! We were both in agreement & will see each other for an evening some time soon.

What do y'all think so far?
~ Anna x

Ended with a bang!

So, it's 5:00pm I've just reached home and have around 30mins to get ready for my next date at the Connaught - Mayfair with Mr Int Banker. I slip into my black evening dress run the GHDs through my hair, redo my makeup & fly out the door. I have around 1hour which isn't too bad to get there. I had never been to the Connaught so this was a treat for me. - Still can't get over the maids aiding me with all I needed to wash my hands in the ladies -

The date went well despite the fact he ran 30mins late. He sent me messages via SA as I don't have an iphone . . . yet. Considering this point I think I waited too long. Alas, he was impressed and I was looking forward to downing a few iced Martini's and take in the splendor of the surroundings.

Overall it was a nice evening, we talked about art, politics, money, human nature but I forgot to mention the money. Anyway, I found his mind quite enthralling and by the end of the evening I felt both mentally stimulated and pretty tipsy. now for the shocker; thanks to my BF the night ended with a hefty bang! I received three missed calls and a threatening text that said bla bla my did you lie? my emotion's soon shifted a notch and before I new it was packing up my things and bringing the otherwise pleasant date to a rapid closure. Mr Int Banker thought it was he's thought. I apologised and simply said it wasn't but there was something I needed to sort out. . . Why oh why did I have to bring my personal life into this? SD paid for my cab and I was out of there ready to face the BF. It turned out to be something very petty and SD has called me since. I hope I'll see him again.

First taste of Sugar Cane

Okay, So the day began with some domestic cleaning of my flat to ease the nerves I guess. Then I was off the the Salon to get the needed Brazilian Blow dry ~ thank you Mrs Chinese Hairdresser, you always do the job well~

My first date was with Mr Writer* in Kensington. He is slightly over weight and hugely keen. Being my first Sugar experience I was nervous, however once I sussed his weakness - pretty women - I soon wrapped around my little finger he he. He said he'll get me a Blackberry on our next meet as my touch screen is broke. (we'll see, talk is cheep and all)

I ordered Risotto for starter, which he tried and a roast duck for my main; It was delicious although not all lets my plate. We shared our dessert and then took a walk around the garden which was pretty blissful. Once the date was over, I jumped in a black cab home, got changed into my black dress and headed to my next date at the Connaught. Great date but not a great ending, will tell you on my next post.

Entering the world of Sugar.

Hello,

I'm a newbie to the world of Sugar so here goes. . I'm in my early twenties, 5'7, Brown eyes & hair with a kind of spanish look. I'm a part time undergraduate & full time employee. I'm doing this to get an extra income really, plus a few pretty gift wouldn't go a miss. SA has been good to me and I have three dates lined up for this weekend! Whoop whoop. I'm a little nervous but once I start they'll be no stopping me! All want me ~ it's nice to be in demand ~ I'm meeting both tomorrow; so that's lunch & dinner sorted. Dessert will be served on Saturday by No 3. Chocolate fondue anyone?

~ Anna x