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Eighteenth Century Viagra

Yes we are still on the stangest tales of London :)

Dr James Graham was a genuine doctor, but at a time when all genuine doctors were by modern standards complete frauds – the evidence for this can be seen in the fact that, for example the Edinburgh medical textbook of 1750 listed under ‘valuable remedies’ the following: horse dung, pig skulls, frogspawn, ants’ eggs and ground-up human skulls.

But Dr Graham, although interested in medicine, was far more interested in money, which is why when he left his native Edinburgh for London in around 1774 he set up his surgery in the most fashionable part of town at the time – St James.

By 1779 he had realised that an important medical affliction was not at that time being addressed by any medical practitioner.  Dr Graham decided that he would corner the market in cures for infertility. He set his Temple of  the Hymen in Pall Mall and took large expensive advertisements in the London newspapers. In these he made outlandish claims for the extrardinary benefits of what he called his ‘Cellestial bed’  The idea was that infertile couples would seek out the doctor, ask his advice and then be directed to his own certain cure: the Celestial Bed. Not only would the bed cure infertility – it would also ensure that any children conceived on it were far stronger and more beautiful ‘in mental as well as in bodily endowments than the present puny race of Christians’.

The bed could only be rented and couples paid exorbitant sums for the privilege – perhaps as much as £100 per session (around £12000 today).

Graham claimed that while an infertile couple had sex on his bed he would activate a mechanism that would surround the happy couple with ‘celestial fire’ and ‘cherishing vapours’.  He would also pump through glass tubes the very same perfumes used by the Turkish Sultan to guarantee that he could keep up with the demands of his enormous harem.

Despite the bed’s mattress being made from the baked tails of sexually rapacious English stallions, history does not record the levels of statisfaction enjoyed by Dr Graham’s customers, but we do know that within a few years of the advertisments appearing, the good doctor vanished from the London scene.

Im not quite sure about the correlation between viagra and infertility, apart from the obvious; but its a great story and one I wanted to share.  I get asked about viagra – a lot.  My opinion is that it is a fantastic little pill and definitely does work.  However, like must drugs, it has serious side effects and I would urge my fellas NOT to purchase anything of this nature from sources on the internet.  Please go and see your GP.  They know your history and can do a quick health check (blood pressure is the key factor here) to make sure all is ok.

Now then, I am off to find some celestial fire, cherishing vapours, and let me see, what else is on my list?  Oh yes the baked tails of sexually rapacious stallions, do you think Waitrose will have them?

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I Love London!

I am very happy here you know.  So far, so good.  I am like a kiddie in a sweetie shop, I really am.  So many great things to do and see, so many places to discover, places to eat and shop and explore.  Oh yes, I dont think I could be dragged away from London right now, or for quite some time in fact.  I made the right decision, definitely.  Ive made new friends too.  Yes, they say that London can be lonely but not if you want to meet new people.

I have joined the most fantastic new gym as well.  I havent been for a few weeks, to the gym, what with moving and moving in, all that stuff.  But now I am well and truly settled, everything in place, I have to get down that gym tomorrow.  I have been keeping fit though.  Ive been walking a lot, lot more than I would have in Plymouth.  I used to just jump in the car but as said car is no more, it is shanks’ pony for me.  Its done me good, a nice bit of cardiovascular and all that.  Problem is that as you walk you get whiffs….  of  lovely Chinese food or Thai food.  Oh My God.  I have resisted though (only because I am going to Chinatown over the weekend :)

I went to Covent Garden today, for lunch (thank you kind Sir x) and I popped into the saucy Coco de Mer shop, you know the one I wrote about ages ago.  Anyway, its always nice to have a little browse around that shop.  It makes me smile because although it is a very upmarket erotic boutique.  You get people outside, across the road, looking, wondering, afraid to go in.  So, I roll up in a taxi, step out and stroll in, bold as brass (pardon the pun:)  Oh I wish more ladies would just step in, its great fun in there, honestly :)  Didnt buy anything though, not this time ;)

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Frisky February?

I found this on t’internet.

It’s winter and you want to have sex. But you don’t want to head to the bedroom and get your groove on. No. You want to head out in subzero temperatures and enjoy sex, Eskimo style.

This winter, turn ordinary sex into something extraordinary by testing out these locations with your woman.

1- Gondola

Whether you plan to ski, snowboard or head to the top of a mountain for any reason, use the opportunity to engage in a quickie in the gondola. The ride up the mountain will take on a new meaning.

2- Top of a mountain

If you’re feeling bold, head to a secluded spot at the top of a mountain and get your groove on. She’ll be coming ’round the mountain when she comes.

3- Cross-country skiing/Snowshoeing

If you opt to take the scenic route on a winter day, you’re bound to find a spot where you can stop and penetrate. Sex in a winter wonderland will definitely leave you with a new appreciation for the season.

4- Log cabin

Head up to a deserted cabin with your lady and enjoy some privacy. You can opt to get it on inside or out, just be careful that your asses don’t get stuck to the ice if you head on out for your escapade.

5- Swedish spa

If you’ve ever been to a Swedish spa, you know that the hot tub, the sauna and the pool encourage sexual behavior. Treat your woman to a day at the spa and take the opportunity to have sex, or at least generate sexual thoughts, in the sauna.

6- Hockey game

Even if your woman isn’t a big fan of ice hockey, you can always bring her to a game and give her a penalty of your own. Have sex in the washroom, near the ice, or even in a secluded spot where no one is sitting.

7- Parked car

Winter or not, having sex in a car is a lot of fun. And if it’s winter, chances are the police won’t get out of their car to check why yours is bouncing up and down.

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Now, call me old fashioned, call me unadventurous, call me a …  oh whatever but the only thing there that remotely interests me during these long winter nights is number 4.  Yes a log cabin, blazing fire, a snug rug?  That sounds all right doesnt it?  The sauna would be too hot and sticky – I would probably pass out hahaha.  Hockey game?  he is having a laugh and in a car?  Depends what type of car :) Are we talking a Reliant Robin here or a Bentley? I think as far as car sex goes, size definitely does matter.

I hate the cold,  brrrrrr, I really do, I am a warm weather bunny.  St Moritz or St Kitts?  Hmm I choose the balmy Caribbean every time. So, you can imagine my new apartment is toasty, very.  I spoke to the lady at the gas company.  She asked me a few questions like how many living there?  ‘Oh just me’ says I.  How many radiators?  ‘Eerm (I had to go around and count them), 11′  ‘Eleven??!!’ she exclaims, just stopping herself from saying ‘For one person???, you selfish bint’  That is naughty though isnt it?  I need to find a way to reduce my carbon stiletto print.  I do recycle and I have got rid of my car, that should help shouldnt it?

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Lesson in Stockings

Did you know that stockings are very complicated articles?  No, I don’t just put them on and you take them off, simple as that!

I am referring to fully fashioned stockings and the different types and way they are made.  Gentlemen of a certain vintage will remember them being worn by ladies all the time (those were the days!).  These days though, only a handful of producers manufacture stockings in the way they were made during the 1940′s and 50′s.

So, fully fashioned stockings are stockings made from nylon (hence ‘nylons’) and were knitted flat on the machine.  The two sides of the stocking are then sown together to form a seam – hence the sexy seam!  Fully fashioned stockings or FFS are bought by height or shoe size (mine are 34″ ).  Where it starts to get a little tricky (if you are buying some for a lady) is the variety of heel designs you can buy today.  You have the point heel, which as it suggest brings the heel to a point, then you have the havana heel which is a square top and the cuban which is the same as a havana but goes higher up the leg.  You also have the french which is pyramidal and then the manhattan which I am not too familiar with yet.

The top, ohhh the sexy top!  Well, that should have a finishing loop.  The loop is needed to allow the needle sewing the seam to be withdrawn.  All these sexy little touches began as practicalities, don’t you love that?

So once we have decided on the heel we have to think of the colour.  Black is of course my preference but I do have a few flesh coloured pairs including that vintage 1940′s pair that were acquired for me from a French market, all in original packaging – do you remember those?  Beautiful they are, and still going strong.    I have just ordered a pair of flesh tone with a sexy black seam from my supplier.  Perhaps you will get to see them soon?

I am not sure which are my favourites, I like them all!  The only problem is they are very expensive and do snag easily, so nails trimmed and watches off,  please fellas!

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Orgasm Types

Sex in a boat = Oargasms
Sex with a nerd = Dorkgasms
Sex at the entrance to your house = Doorgasms
Sex on the carpet or linoleum = Floorgasms
Sex at the supermarket = Storegasms
Sex with wild pigs = Boargasms
Sex at a Stephen King movie = Horrorgasms
Sex with a prostitute = Whoregasms – hahahaha
Sex with a storyteller = Loregasms
Sex with an accountant = Boregasms – not true!
Sex while sleeping = Snoregasms
Sex with Arthur = Dudley Mooregasms
Sex with cartoon donkeys = Eeyoregasms
Sex while broke = Poorgasms
Sex with a lion = Roargasms
Sex for hours and hours on end = Soregasms
Sex on a golf course = Foregasms
Sex with a nymphomaniac = Ready for Moregasms
Sex in a gold mine = Oregasms
Sex with a dermatologist = Poregasms
Sex with the vice president = Al Goregasms
Sex with chocolate marshmallows = S’moregasms
Sex with a bullfighter = Toreadorgasms
Sex with a masked man carrying a sword = Zorogasms
Sex on the beach = Shoregasms
Sex when you get an award = Honogasms
Sex at an all you can eat buffet = Smorgasbordgasms
Sex on a cruise ship deck = Shuffleboardgasms
Sex in Asia = Singaporegasms
Sex among the wonders of the world = Outdoorgasms
Sex in the vicinity of garbage can = odorgasms
Sex on the way to the train = All aboardgasms
Sex that isn’t very satisfying = there’s the doorgasms
Sex during hay fever season = Sporegasms
Sex using plastic cutlery = Sporkgasms
Sex with a Medieval poet = Troubadorgasms
Sex in an adult theater = Hardcoregasms
Sex with conquering Spaniards = Conquistadorgasms
Sex with someone not paying attention = Ignorgasms
Sex with a competitive partner = scoregasms
Sex in a firehouse = Firedoorgasms
Sex with an Icelandic singer = Bjorkgasms
Sex with the host of a horrible t.v. show = Pauly Shoregasms
Sex with a cookie = Oreogasms
Sex while flying = Soargasms
Sex with a bugle player = Horngasms
Sex with an astronaut who didn’t make it into space = Abortgasms
Sex with a beloved partner = Adoregasms
Sex with a meat eater = Carnivoregasms
Sex with a person who’s got a really bad hairdo = Pompadoregasms
Sex with someone who has really bad taste in clothes = Velourgasms
Sex while sightseeing = Tourgasms
Sex with a big dog = Labradorgasms
Sex with Beavs and Butthead = Gonnascoregasms
Sex during an earthquake = Tremorgasms
Sex on farm implements = Tractorgasms
Sex with Thomas Edison = Inventorgasms
Sex with a construction worker = Contractorgasms
Sex at a symphony orchestra = Conductorgasms
Sex with a person who examines dead bodies = Coronergasms
Sex on the stairs at the mall = Escalatorgasms
Sex while hopelessly drunk on shooters = Liquorgasms
Sex with a possessive partner = Yourgasms
Sex with Frankenstein’s assistant = Igorgasms
Sex with three of your friends = Fourgasms
Sex with a Norse God = Thorgasms
Sex when resistance is futile = Borggasms
Sex without a climax = Nogasms

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The Venetian Courtesan…

…of 18th Century Venice,  placed strips of veal on her face for an hour a day to keep it supple.

She streaked her hair with urine to lighten it.

Her fan  was held in numerous different ways to signify willingness or other temptress mannerisms.

A beauty spot at the corner of the eye indicated a passionate nature and one on the throat suggested the lady was shameless.

(And to think, we only have a mere website to entice these days ;)

The Venetian Courtesans were, during their time, the most alluring women in Europe.  They were beautiful, clever, witty, well versed in music and poetry and they were at the heart of Venetian society.

Florian’s Caffe on Piazza San Marco was the haunt of the Courtesan (I have sipped champagne there).  It is alleged that in 18th century Venice the upstairs of this delightful cafe was the best bordello in town.  Now I didn’t know that at the time and I really wish I did now as I could have had a poke and a pry and really explored the place albeit under the watchful eye of the rather surly waiter ;)  But I urge you to go there, if you happen to be in Venice and perhaps venture out onto the Piazza, grab a seat and listen to the wonderful music played every night as you gaze at the beautiful Basilica.

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Le cortigiane del 18o secolo, Venezia, collocata strisce di carne di vitello per la sua faccia per un’ora al giorno per mantenerla elastica.

Ha i capelli striato con urina di alleggerire la

I suoi fan (la mano varietà) si è svolta in numerosi modi diversi per indicare la volontà e le altre tentatrice manierismi

Una bellezza posto ad angolo con l’occhio di un appassionato della natura e di uno sulla gola suggerito la signora era vergognoso

Le cortigiane veneziane sono state, durante il loro tempo, la più affascinante delle donne in Europa. Erano belle, intelligenti, spiritosi, ben versato nella musica e nella poesia e sono stati al centro della società veneziana

(Sempre la stessa poi, cortigiane, in tutto il mondo, anche oggi:)

Caffé Florian in Piazza San Marco è stato il ritrovo della cortigiana (ho sorseggiato champagne lì). Si asserisce che, nel 18 ° secolo Venezia, il piano di sopra di questo delizioso caffè è stato il migliore in città Bordello

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Sexy

I saw this picture the other day and just gasped. It is of the lovely Dita Von Teese and her new beau.  I think this is possibly one of the sexiest pictures I have ever seen.  I cant tell you exactly why but I think it has something to do with the to-die-for sky-high Louboutin shoes and the stockings :)  I know they are stockings because I had a pair exactly the same, from the Dita range bought for me once - they are divine. Hideously expensive though – around £35 because you have to order them from the States where the postal charges almost double the cost.  They look amazing on too.  But I also like this picture because she is not aware of it being taken and the actual motion of her sensual movement has, I think , been caught to perfection.  She really is an inspiration.  I have been wanting to see her burlesque show for years now and I think I will change my tour dates to coincide with her show in Paris in September.  Oh la la.  What fun, Im excited!  x

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Bettie Page

I have just heard that Bettie page has died.  Lots of people have never heard of Bettie Page because although she was a pin up in the 50′s she became mainly famous for more fetish-themed photography.  I came across Bettie Page when I read Dita Von Teese’s book, Burlesque and The Art of the Teese. Dita was hugely influenced by Bettie.

From the BBC…

Bettie Page, one of the most famous US pin-up models of the 1950s, has died in Los Angeles, aged 85.

Her provocative poses – often in bikinis – made her a cult figure and she was one of the first models to appear in Playboy magazine.

Bettie Page was credited with helping to pave the way for the sexual revolution of the 1960s.

Some pictures of her showing bondage and spanking generated controversy and attracted a congressional subpoena.

The secretary-turned-model was admitted to hospital last month, suffering from pneumonia. She had a heart attack last week and never regained consciousness.

‘Iconic figure’

“With deep personal sadness I must announce that my dear friend and client Bettie Page passed away at 1841 this evening (0241 GMT Friday) in a Los Angeles hospital,” her agent Mark Roesler said.

“She captured the imagination of a generation with her free spirit and unabashed sensuality”, he said. “She is the embodiment of beauty”.

I never thought it was shameful. I felt it was normal. Bettie Page

Playboy founder Hugh Hefner called her a “very dear person”, AP reported.

“I think that she was a remarkable lady, an iconic figure in pop culture who influenced sexuality, taste in fashion, someone who had a tremendous impact on our society,” Hefner was quoted as saying.

Bettie Mae Page was born in Nashville, Tennessee, in 1923. Her career took off after an amateur photographer in New York asked her to pose for pictures in 1950.

She featured in posters and photographs, including one of the early centrefolds of Playboy magazine.

However not everyone was happy with the pictures. Some US lawmakers were concerned they amounted to pornography and subpoenaed Page to testify at a congressional hearing, although in the end she never had to appear.

Looking back on her career, she told Playboy in 1998: “I never thought it was shameful. I felt normal. It’s just that it was much better than pounding a typewriter eight hours a day, which gets monotonous.”

She was married three times but had no children.

She disappeared from public view in the late 1950s, turning to religion and battling mental illness. However, decades later, she became the subject of renewed interest.

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Erotic Photography

Mr M sent me this lovely little book, The Erotic Review’s Photographer of the Year Prize. I like it,  thanks M! x  It contains lots of  erotica photographs (obviously) from amateurs and professionals alike.  Some are outstanding, some are plain scary!  I thought you may want to have a look at some of them and so here, for you dear ones is a little slide show… Enjoy!

Slide show

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Bed Time Reading

Mr M has just sent me a couple of books, well one is actually a magazine – The Erotic Review. It’s been around for years and is a saucy read in a nice erotica way.  The other one is ‘The Illustrated Book of Orgies’ - what are you trying to say Mr M? hehehe.  Great pics in both of them, from throughout history and cultures - most far too naughty to put on here,  unfortunately.  I shall peruse them both in depth tonight.  Definitely bedtime reading I would say ;) Thanks Mr M, you spoil me! xxx

Oh and while I am on the subject of spoiling, spoiling you this time.  I have found a place that makes bespoke lingerie.  I often get asked for specific bits and pieces, particularly quarter cup bras, you know the sort;  it  barely covers the bottom half of your boobs so that when you wear a blouse it looks like you havent got a bra on?  Well, what a nightmare I had trying to find a) one in my size and b) a matching set (with of course the suspenders).  So I have them now, handmade for me and hideously expensive they were too.  I bet no one asks for them anymore now :(

PS I dont know why the top of the pic has been chopped off!? But if you click on it you will see it in it’s entirety – and why is the gent being sick?? Deary me! :)

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