Ayo Sue

I’m so excited, it’s the first night of my dance class. I can’t wait for tonight when I take my first steps on the dance floor. I can skip the light fandango, become overwhelmed by the power of the music and dance the night away in the arms of a handsome caballero. A quick glance at the clock tells me the news I didn’t want to know. It’s just gone past two p.m…., how much longer must this interminable suffering go on. It’s more than five hours before dance class!  What I am going to do? I don’t want to eat, maybe a little glass of wine; red I think, it will help to relax me and I can rest on the sofa.

A little glass turned out to be a large glass, but it helped to soothe my frustration of the time I had still to wait. And feel over so comfortable lying here on the sofa, I think I might just rest my eyes for a moment or two. They do seem awfully heavy.

“Signorina, signorina, are you allright? Come, take my hand, I will take care of you.” I looked up to see a vision of manhood. He had smouldering good looks, slick black hair and an accent to die for. He was without doubt the handsomest caballero I have ever seen. I gave him my hand and as he took it, the sound of the band began to ring out  the music for the tango.

I was wearing a dress split to the high thigh,underneath I was naked. I was on fire with the passion of the dance. The music thrilled intoxicating me with the rythmn of the beat. I felt alive as I had never felt alive before. He spun me around and pulled me into his warm masculine body, wrappinng me in his mascular arms. I felt at home here as though I was meant to be  here, as though I had always been here. I could feel the warmth of his neck against my breath and with every breath I felt a rush of fervour coursing through my body. I longed for him to take me, I ached with wanting, my ardour almost exploding with the intensity of the moment. Then he threw me out, and as I stood  before him he drew me back in with his brooding, hypnotic eyes burning deep into my soul. It made me swoon and I fell to the floor . I reached up and clasped my arms around his leg, slowly pilling myself  up his body  until my face was against his. He looked deep into my eyes and lent in to kiss me. It was a kiss that was full and strong, passionate and sensual and at that moment all around me was silent.

Except for a rustling noise by my ear and with a jolt I opened my eyes and then reality  dawned on me. It was the damn dog licking  my face. I had rested my eyes for a little too long  it had only been a dream, but what I just  couldn’t make sense of was why I was wearing  this red dress  and where was my under wear??

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Ayo Sue

Ever since the invention of the motor car, men have been trying to reflect their personality with the car they buy. Does a fast car compensate for a physical  deficiency in the trouser department?

Does it help to get the woman of your dreams?

He has always tried to assume an heir of importance and substance manifested through his choice of car.

Though this love affair can be sometimes taken to an unhealthy relationship.

Whatever you drive people and their cars depict so many different personalities.

From the super cool to the more mundane, or even plain stupid.

All of us who drive leave a little bit of our personality in the type of car we drive.

But whatever it is remember AyoSue ( London High class Black Escort) will always be there to drive you wild and baby you can drive my car -;).

xxx

Geneva, here I come!!!

I will be  away on the 18th - 21st of July.

Much Love,

Ayo Sue

London Exclusive Black Escort & Worldlwide Courtesan.

” One in a Million”

Horseracing is known as the sport of Kings, while polo is the sport of Princes,and it is with this in mind that on the

27th July,  The Cartier Polo Match will be held at Windsor. It is an extravaganza that epitomises the high society lifestyle. Royals and celebrities alike will be attending.

So no riff raff thank you!

Its a game of high excitement and expert horsemanship. While they provide the sport we look on often in awe but always with glee, as we imbibe our pimms and champagne cocktails.

But remember ladies it’s stricltly  high heels and lacey knickers, as dressing in style is a must, no matter what the conditions.

See you there Ayo Sue xxx