Literally.. Eleven days with no fucking is much too long. I am getting delirious and all but broke my Doxy when I arrived back in England from my trip to Italy.
Just like the first day of school after the summer, I have been gagging to get back to the "grind" if you will. Speaking of back to school, I have once again been to John Lewis sourcing the new seasons white socks and picking ties in new colours for all your most secret role plays as well as ordering in a selection of new toys straight from America to spicy up my already spicy fantasy room.
"But Charlotte! You already have everything, what could you possibly be collecting now?!"
Did someone say spoiled?
The cherry on top is my new wooden spoon from Chianti just outside of Florence, perfect for all those gentlemen in need of straightening out before the summer ends...
The scandalous musings of a (spoilt) spankee living in London and a retrospect of the adventures of Baker Street Submissive Escort Charlotte Campbell
