06-08-2010, 19:15
Actually, I was fantasising about this earlier. I have won a competition (god knows what it was) but any way bear with me. The prize is a visit to Elite towers on a Friday night Danica slot. Apparently she is going to be doing a 241 first with Caty and then with Alice, while Caty then leaves Danica to do a 241 with Charlie.
It is agreed that I will be collected from a central London location by limo whereupon I am immediately blindfolded so as not to know the location of Valhalla. I am bundled onto the premises and locked in a hospitality room with free drinks and snacks. As I scan the room, I am surrounded by the images of the Elite stars. There is a knock on the door and I am summoned into the bright lights, at first disorientated but then I can clearly see a gold swimsuit hanging from a coat stand, a pair of red see-through panties drying on a radiator, boxes and boxes of kleenex piled high in the studio corner. I can see an office with the door closed and the name Jamie written on it in gold letters 6 inches high and underneath a smaller sign saying "You don't have to be gay to work here but it certainly helps!" I am somewhat roughly planted on a wooden chair and told to wait by a gruff voiced cockney type. As he walks away he says "Keep your hands to yourself and no salivating!" With this comment he throws me a box of Kleenex "Free sample. Jamie has shares you know!" and disappears.
Suddenly there is a fanfare and 4 men dressed in gold outfits burst through the studio doors carrying a sedan chair.......it's Danica. The tannoy is blurting out "Simply the best" by Tina Turner when suddenly she looks my way, winks and mouths "I love you, I want you to be mine!" I just smile and cross my legs. Danica steps from the chair and lies on the red couch. Suddenly, I can hear bagpipes and 6 Scotsmen dressed in kilts have Caty raised above the ground singing "If I could walk 500 miles" by the Proclaimers (I kid you not). Caty then pounces Panther-like on the prostrate Danica......well I could go on but I am sworn to secrecy about the rest but what I can say is it involves me wearing an afro wig and an awful lot of spanking. Oh and a pillow fight with a naked Danica and Alice (the loser had to lay back and think of England. Sadly, I lost), Charlie serving up the most delicious crumpet the following morning and Caty's Scottish pancakes were to die for! A great day and night was had by all. Thanks Jamie
It is agreed that I will be collected from a central London location by limo whereupon I am immediately blindfolded so as not to know the location of Valhalla. I am bundled onto the premises and locked in a hospitality room with free drinks and snacks. As I scan the room, I am surrounded by the images of the Elite stars. There is a knock on the door and I am summoned into the bright lights, at first disorientated but then I can clearly see a gold swimsuit hanging from a coat stand, a pair of red see-through panties drying on a radiator, boxes and boxes of kleenex piled high in the studio corner. I can see an office with the door closed and the name Jamie written on it in gold letters 6 inches high and underneath a smaller sign saying "You don't have to be gay to work here but it certainly helps!" I am somewhat roughly planted on a wooden chair and told to wait by a gruff voiced cockney type. As he walks away he says "Keep your hands to yourself and no salivating!" With this comment he throws me a box of Kleenex "Free sample. Jamie has shares you know!" and disappears.
Suddenly there is a fanfare and 4 men dressed in gold outfits burst through the studio doors carrying a sedan chair.......it's Danica. The tannoy is blurting out "Simply the best" by Tina Turner when suddenly she looks my way, winks and mouths "I love you, I want you to be mine!" I just smile and cross my legs. Danica steps from the chair and lies on the red couch. Suddenly, I can hear bagpipes and 6 Scotsmen dressed in kilts have Caty raised above the ground singing "If I could walk 500 miles" by the Proclaimers (I kid you not). Caty then pounces Panther-like on the prostrate Danica......well I could go on but I am sworn to secrecy about the rest but what I can say is it involves me wearing an afro wig and an awful lot of spanking. Oh and a pillow fight with a naked Danica and Alice (the loser had to lay back and think of England. Sadly, I lost), Charlie serving up the most delicious crumpet the following morning and Caty's Scottish pancakes were to die for! A great day and night was had by all. Thanks Jamie