one bukakke, two bukakke, three bukakke, four…

Had an unexpected phone call last evening from a charming young man who wanted to invite me to a small and VERY exclusive party he is giving – and I get to be the VIP guest! All I have to do is lounge around looking pretty and being worshipped and naturally be an especially attentive hostess to my lovely gentleman guests, although with so many people about, these affairs can result in quite a bit of over-excitement and mess, as is mostly the case with good parties! I’m looking forward to a pleasant and sociable afternoon, although I will certainly need to remember my toothbrush and probably some shampoo (a shower cap would be better in any number of ways, but they are very undignified!)

Apparently so many gentlemen are keen to attend these parties, the guest lists can run to 20-25 people! I would have to enlist some help from my fellow working girls in the event of this – I couldn’t bear to have anyone feeling left out and it would be truly mortifying to be deemed an inconsiderate hostess! Anyway, I’ve yet to confirm anything with my new friend, but I’ll keep you all posted!