Life's good

I've established my webcam relationship with D, I've thought about it and really don't mind. That's 400 quid a week in the bank for doing nada.

Now GEORGE. I never meant this to be a blog on which I'd gloat but I'm actually smiling from ear to ear. He's only 28, and wants a wellgroomed girl to party with. He's agreed to put me up in a hotel in February, take me shopping and take me everywhere fabulous in London - theatre, top clubs, the lot.

And then there's James who lives really close and is coming down to my hometown (gentleman) for dinner.

It's been a good day.

Xo.

D.

New message this evening, and the first one of this sort I've ever got. 'D' lives in the US and so he wants to have an adult webcam relationship. Oddly, I'm not sure I feel comfortable. I've slept with a few of my SDs, though only after a few dates and after an allowance has begun officially, etc etc etc. It always felt fine, just par for the course.

Doing it solely via the internet seems a bit... illicit. He says he will offer me 300-500 each time, but wheres the guarantee? It all seems JUST about the sex. This is the first time I've felt seedy, like I'm selling my body.

Nevertheless, for faking an orgasm once a week it doesn't sound half bad. I don't even have to talk to him. I've messaged him back for now saying I'm interested and demanding details, so I guess I'll just wait and see how this one plays out. I'm actually tempted, but can't help associating myself with literally giving sex for money if I do this.

Xo.

The ultimate subtlety

I'm not some Belle du Jour wannabe. For one thing, I'm nowhere near as fabulous as Billie Piper (major girl crush), and for another -

I don't want anyone in the entire world to know what I do.

Not a single person, whether it be a family member or a best friend, knows that this is why I can afford three new dresses from Aqua each month and still afford the rent. It's all very curious my life, to them.

I have more than one best friend, but without them knowing it makes me feel better about myself. Don't get me wrong, my 'extracurricular' activities don't make me feel worse, I really don't mean that. It's that I love playing another side of myself when I'm out with an SD. The more romantic, beautiful, elegant, funny side that often gets overshadowed when I'm tired or grumpy, the real Elle that my friends and family know.

If my SD is allowed to escape from the world of work and family issues and ... flatulence ... then why can't I too dispose of any part of me? When I add the final touches to my eyeshadow and walk out the door for a fabulous 3 course meal in a top London restaurant, my confidence increases and I feel beautiful.

Doesn't every SB deserve to feel like that too, not just their SDs?

So I say, sod the real world.

Xo.

A woman in a modern world

When a beautiful woman walks down the street, the high-class type, with every unwanted hair removed to a tee, and a fabulous pair of heels to skip through the day in; men will stare.

In fact, more often, women will stare. Those with money are judged and envied by anyone and everyone.

And here the dilemma lies. If a man wants a woman who takes care of herself and is gorgeous, what is wrong with a beautiful woman wanting a man with money? Such beauty costs, and so this cycle of the high-class lifestyle goes on.

Before you ask, I am a feminist. Absolutely one hundred percent.

Conservative types would look on in horror at the concept of trading ones... 'assets', for benefits that not only include paying the rent and funding my studies, but living a great life, in great company, and in great shoes. 'Taking me to the opera this evening, are we darling?', one can chime if they are willing.

Women in this day and age should be allowed to choose whether or not they want to be supported by a man, without being labelled a gold digger.

I say, let women be. Feminists who think the actions of these modern women are reversing any progress that has been made by 100 years are unable to see past the money exchanging hands.

It is about knowing what you want in life and not being afraid to get it.

Xo.