Thursday, November 27, 2014

A young man received a parrot as a gift. The parrot had a bad attitude and an even worse vocabulary. Every word out of the bird's mouth was rude, obnoxious and laced with profanity. Don tried and tried to change the bird's attitude by consistently saying only polite words, playing soft music and anything else he could think of to 'clean up' the bird's vocabulary.

Finally, the man was fed up and he yelled at the parrot. The parrot yelled back. So the man shook the parrot and the parrot got angrier and even more rude. The man, in desperation, threw up his hand, grabbed the bird and put him in the freezer. For a few minutes the parrot squawked and kicked and screamed and then suddenly there was total quiet. Not a peep was heard for over a minute.

Fearing that he'd hurt the parrot, the young man quickly opened the door to the freezer. The parrot calmly stepped out onto his outstretched arms and said "I believe I may have offended you with my rude language and actions. I'm sincerely remorseful for my inappropriate transgressions and I fully intend to do everything I can to correct my rude and unforgivable behavior."

The young man was stunned at the change in the bird's attitude. As he was about to ask the parrot what had made such a dramatic change in his behavior, when the bird spoke-up, very softly and asked, "May I ask what the turkey did?"

HAPPY THANKSGIVING

Sunday, November 23, 2014






Kim

It was her day, with the introduction of her new product line at a toni boutique. He stood behind her smiling, the proud husband supporting his wife on her new venture. He funded it of course, and it was his contacts that got her this far, but now was her moment and he was letting her bathe in the attention. To his right stood her two, teenaged daughters, hanging on everyone of their mother's words and at his left their son, fidgeting in his sport coat and tie.

This scene of marital bliss was not quite pure, for he was of a roving eye, that surveyed the women in the room. When his gaze settled on me, I didn't avert my glance, but held his gaze allowing a half smile to form on my lips. The hook was placed and now to set it, which was easier than expected, for each time I looked towards him, we was looking at me. Now to reel him in.

The presentation complete, he stepped forward to lead the applause and then to give his wife a hug and kiss, he then he stepped back and let the guests approach her. That was my prompt to circle the room, his eyes following me. Passing behind them I turned down the short hall that led to the dressing rooms and toilets, to retrieve my coat from the temporary rack. When I turned to leave, he was standing in front of a toilet door, looking at me. "Bonjour Mademoiselle," he said. "Bonjour," I replied taking a step towards him. From my pocket I took a card and slipped it into the breast pocket of his jacket. "Call me, we will have a delightful time," I said as I moved past him. Reaching the end of the hall I looked back, he was standing there, watching me. "Call me," I mouthed, then turned and walked away.

Kim

Saturday, November 22, 2014


Mathilde asked me to lunch today. She is a very successful business woman and has become a friend and mentor. She asked me about Emile, a relationship that she approves of, and I gave her an update and told her of his request that assume the social responsibilities that his wife has abandoned. She allowed that he was asking quite a bit of me with the coda, "He is taking good care of you."

In the past she has minimized my complaints about not finding someone to share my life and that I should be satisfied with lovers rather than searching for love. The little birdie of gossip has told me that Mathilde married when she was young, but left the young man for an older lover and that she has been several times a mistress and perhaps a courtesan.

She does have one love in her life, her son, a beautiful child that she adores and who returns the affection. I tease her that when the time comes, that I am going to introduce Pierre to my niece Grace and she will steel his heart. But not for a while, Pierre is 14 and Grace is 10.

Kim

Thursday, November 20, 2014




Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Laying on the bed, waiting for me to don, bra and panties, black lace with red accents, matching suspenders with stockings. A slim leather skirt paired with a grey cashmere top with silver buttons, black pumps and a short, black leather jacket.

Lunch at Perraudin on the Rue Saint-Jacques not far from the Luxembourg Gardens and maybe shopping later.

Kim

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Paris isn't the dance club city that NY, London or even Berlin is. In fact the Paris dance club scene sucks, which is OK by me as I hate dance clubs. But I've kicked over all the rocks that I've come across and only found snails and slugs, so maybe expanding my horizons was in order. 

Having reached my level of desperation earlier in the evening my choices were limited by the effect that the dinner wine was having on my addled brain. So as midnight approached I was sitting at my dressing table putting on my make up a slinky dress on the bed. Wags, fed, watered and walked, was watching me.

My plan was to go over the hill to Le Social Club, a suckie choice even among suckie choices, but it is big and that should have improved the random chance of meeting a princess or prince. Shouldn't it have??

It was a disaster, I didn't even find an interesting one night stand or even a lizard, so when the hour hand was well past three, I gave up and dragged my sorry ass home.

At least Wags was glad to see me.

Kim

Wednesday, November 05, 2014

This summer, an artist who has a small house outside the village asked me to model for him. With the free time that I had I agreed to. He is a successful commercial artist, in that he will paint in whatever style the wholesalers are buying. So my sitting resulted win a Vargas style pinup, with tata enhancement, impressionistic clothed or nude in bright colors and a soft focus, or abstract, whre I have 3 breasts and a vagina for a mouth.

He has returned to Paris for the winter and I'll continue to model a couple of days a week, as long as I have the time and he is interested in me.

Kim