Is transparency and see throughness always positive?

We have a new government in Italy where the prime minister has asked politicians to be more honest with the population. It is not amazing that he is saying this more that he has to say it!!!!! We are hearing that government needs to be transparent and politicians need to tell people about companies they work for and how they spend tax payers money. I know this may shock USA readers but this is the case.

Nonetheless and I don't like saying this but I do have some sympathy with politicians as I am also in a business where I have to conceal many things. Many of the people around me do not know that I am an escort. I don't have 'escort' on my passport or important papers. However, I am not elected by people to represent them so maybe there is only a slight connection.

But let us look at it another way. If the electorate knows that the politician is corrupt and are happy he or she is corrupt is this not democratic. And I am sure there are many politicians where those who voted well understand the 'skeletons in the wardrobe'.

I am beginning to sound all grand and intellectual here and this was not my aim. My aim was to look at two words, transparent and see through. These are being used in a positive way but are they always so. Are there no moments when it is kinder and more considerate to be vague and less clear.

Also when it comes to clothes. I am Italian!!!! Would you rather see a woman or man in a transparent or see through attire or would it be more exciting to have mystery and intrigue. To see somebody wearing something and to dream what lies underneath.

I know I often get more excited by the bulge in the trousers than the naked cock.

 To catch the glimpse of a nice pair of male buttocks hidden by a pair of jeans than to see a naked bum!

So what do you want to see? I am happy to be mysterious but if you want me totally naked on the bed so be it!

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I have been sunbathing!

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Wow! Did I change the weather?

Just before Valentine's day I posted a few blogs complaining about the weather. I wrote about rain and grey clouds. I wrote how depressing it is. However, since those blogs there has been a transformation in the skies around Ostia and I am looking out at this moment and seeing blue skies.

And we have had blue skies since the 14th February. It is as if all the love that was shared on that day changed the weather! Or is this wishful thinking????

I am consequentlty, hoping that there is a connection between love and sunny days and I am doing my best to ensure good weather for all of us.

I am going to make love as often as possible to maintain the good weather we are having. You must all wish me well and if there is anyone wanting to contribute in this 'love fest', then get in touch!!!!

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The Lustre of Lust!

He stood before me his white shirt bulging from his masculine form. He stared at me and moved his head to the right. It seemed it was an indication that he wanted me to move onto the bed and so I did, His eyes controlled me. I gently sat down as his eyes buried into my soul.

He did not move towards me but stood still as a faint smile appeared on his face. He slowly undid the buttons of his shirt and with great ease removed it. He was like an advert for your local gymnasium. No body hair,just tight suntanned skin and a stomach as flat as a pastry board.

He watched my eyes and I knew he could tell I was excited. I felt as if my mouth was salivating. He then slowly moved towards me and taking my hands gently moved them towards his trouseer belt. My eyes looked into his and as I slowly unbuckled his belt clip I could see his eyes suddenly glisten.

'You are so beautiful', he said

As his words hit my ears I lowered his zip and my mouth found his groin. He was both hard and long and my mouth tasted the contours of his manhood through his underclothes.

I heard him groan and I realised that he wanted me as much as I wanted him. My fingers released his cock and I took it into my mouth, long and deep. His cock felt at home and it moved gently in and out as my lips closed over its circumference.

He gently massaged the top of my head carefully pulling my head onto his rigid member. There was a rythmn to our movements and we felt as one. He then removed his cock and pushed me onto the bed. His mouth found my mouth and his tongue explored my excitement. I wanted him inside me but he seemed to enjoy frustrating my will. Instead he lowered his head to my love pot and his mouth covered my desire. His tongue darted in and out and I felt a small orgasm that was followed by a very large and loud one. My body shook and he held me tight.

He looked down at me and he smiled. As he smiled he entered me and he watched my mouth open in both suprise and gratitude. I was wet and his cock moved inside me like an oiled piston.

And then I woke up. My hands lay close to my cunt and the phone was ringing loudly.

Let's dream together!!!

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Prose for Pros 22

                                    Why is Valentine's Day in February ?

There is nothing romantic about

Grey skies and clouds laden with rain

There is nothing exciting about

Wet shoes and soggy stockings

There is nothing passionate about

Puddles and over full drains

There is nothing as miserable

As February days

So why, oh why put a

Day of passion, a day for romance

In the bloody middle

Better just to jump

Into a warmed bed

And fuck!

So anyone wanting a warmed bed then get in touch!

dariax@hotmail.co.uk

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Can an escort be your valentine? Prose for Pros 21 (My age!)

                                    Can a prostitute be your Valentine?

It's the day to remember
Your loved one, your amore
Your beau, your beloved
I suppose it's not a day
For just someone you fucked

But I can accept a red rose
I can happily receive a card
I am quite content eating chocolates
Drinking champagne, playing the flame
Being the cherished

I am also happy to accept your kiss
On my lips, on my tits
On my front, on my cunt
With the tongue
With lover's passion

I will listen to your odes
Your words of romance
Your flattery and your desires
I will ride your words
And my hips will carry your wishes

I will be your Valentine
It maybe bed ridden
It maybe in sweat
It maybe spewed over my breasts
But I am extremely happy to be loved

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Prose for Pros 20

We should be aware of labels

He wanted to masturbate over my Jimmy Choo shoes

He really did

He wanted to cum on my Louboutin's

He tried

And then he got erect again lusting over my Blahnik's

But he mispronounced the name

But he washed my Vuitton's with his seed

And my Stieger's took him to another planet

And my  Mcqueen's just left him dribbling

Whilst my lonely Atwood's got him rigid

And the Gucci's left him drenched

And battered and breathing heavily

And wanting to see me walk over him again

Wearing something new

But I did not have time to go to the market

And I asked if my Doc Marten's would do

And they did

He came to heel and was healed

And he came to bear his soul

And I beared my sole

And he wanted me to shoo

And be quiet

He wanted the shoe

Not me

Gucci, Gucci I whispered in his ear

And he came all down my leg

I was shoe less at the time

But that was fine

As he was sucking the leather

Of my Miu Miu's

I don't really have these shoes, as you may have guessed. But women get goosebumps at the mention of their names too! However, I've never orgasmed at seeing a pair but I can try if someone bought me a gift!!!!

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Prose for Pros 19

                                       Times are hard but I like hard times!

He said there was a credit squeeze

And my tits were so sore, to please

He said there was a credit crunch

As he pulled my hair into a bunch

He said I had a credit rating

And that is why we were mating

He said I was a product, so elastic

He wondered whether I took plastic

I was a fucking bank statement

And my body was in the red

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