Thursday, February 16, 2006
Back To Life, Back To Reality
Ah, back down to earth with a bump. Had a lovely Valentine's Day trip to Paris with Deke, and now I'm back home on my own and he's off on some long distance haul to the Switerzerland region of Germany. Won't see him till after the weekend either.
He really is a gentleman. I can't say enough about this, I don't think I've ever met a man so considerate and nice to be with. He's one of the few men I've known who actually gives me a chance to finish what I'm doing, and then ask me if I'd like to do it again! Not only that, he stays awake afterwards as well! He even opens the door for me when we goes for tea at McDonalds. He's wicked! I'm a bit worried about the age difference, but hell! If its good enough for Catherine Zeta, its good enough for me.
He turned up bang on time carry a single red rose between his teeth and he gave me a wicked gift - some nice Ann Summers knickers and bras. I got into them for him and we were away before he had time to get his hands on me.
And you know what, he has some wicked air conditioning in his cab, so they weren't to crusty when he finally got get them off me again in the lay-by outside Paris we parked up in. The Eiffel Tower looked lush and all, I could just see the top of it on the horizon. We had a quick meal in the Cafe, a quickie in the cab and a good old sleep. I was shagged out by then.
The cab of the lorry is a bit cramped for two, but that just makes it a bit more cosy for us both. We have to cuddle up which is nice. And when things get a bit heated, he has a wicked sign like them old fashioned ones in shop doors. On the one side it says Open For Business, on the other it says If This Rig's Rockin' Don't Come A Knockin'
After we spent ourselves and rested, we drove back and I picked up a load more cheap fags and a few boxes of toblerone for Tia. Once again wasn't happy about being left on her own with Tyson. Ah well. I can honestly say though. This has been the best Valentine's Day I've ever had. Mega lush!
Monday, February 13, 2006
Happy Valentine's To Me
Oh wow, what a great week, me and Deke have just been at it hammer and tongs and going from strength to strength. I feel like Craig David is singing to me everytime I look at Deke's handsome face. I just haven't had a chance to drop in since.
Well, its almost Valentine's Day, and for a change I'm actually doing something romantic other than doing it in the car park at the Plymouth Arms after a slap-up stake and chips (Valentine's 2004, 03, 00, 1998, and 91!) Its sort of a joint birthday (27th Feb) and Valentine's treat I'm having - Deke has a trip to Paris in few hours and he's taking me along again. I can't wait! Paris, the most romantic city in the world and I'm going to be there on Valentine's Day! WAAAAAAAAA!!!!!
We're leaving here at about 3.00am, down to Dover, across and down - we should be in Paris by lunchtime. Deke knows a great services on the outskirts of Paris, where he'll be laid up for his rest (not that I'll let him) until we pick up the load tomorrow evening and come back! He reckons you can see the Eiffel Tower from the lay-by which will just make me feel so romantic. I'm hoping its not the only large erection I get to lay my eyes on in Paris tomorrow. I can't wait!
Got to dash, have to sort a couple of things out before he gets here to collect me. Have a great Valentine's all you fellow lovers out there. Oops, did I use the L word? Sigh...
