Having for blokes on the go is as hilarious as it is frustrating and confusing. That has been my life in the past week. Now before you start thinking "what a slut!", i'll burst your bubble and let you know all five of us arn't rolling around in my bed. Not yet anyway

Mr valentine with his games and mixed messages eventually texted and asked to see me friday night. I wasn't sure whether it was a date and he wasn't very clear which made me really frustrated.To make matters worse the whole thing was conducted by text and the last straw from me was when he asked where I wanted to meet(after i texted him on thursday to ask if we were still "on" or "off" for friday. He texted on Friday afternoon to ask where I wanted to meet. I could feel my blood pressure rising. I suggested two places and then called a friend who tried to calm me down and adviced me to let him come towards me and get out of his comfort zone. It was either putney or hammersmith(quick tube from hammersmith), quick bus from putney and both a bit far from his place so he couldnt kidnap me).

Anyway, the textes went taking us anywhere so I asked him to ring me when he got there. We'd agreed to meet at 7pm. I'm not the greatest time keeper of course and when he rang at 6:50pm to tell me he was there i lied and said I was on my way. The truth is I was cursing my landlord for my tiny room at the time and I was desperately searching for my shoes in all the confusion, having taken too long applying slap. One of my client's had told me to look as stunning as I did at her weddin just so Valentine knows what he's getting...a stunner

I was 20minutes late, which was good by my books. We went to a pub, which was grotty so we moved to a more habitable one. I had asked whether we were going for dinner or a drink(so i could dress appropriately) the moron didnt reply. In the end, i wore a top that skimmed over me with black trousers. It had my cleavage peeking in and out and it was fun watching him watch it come out and disappear. We had a nice chat(he kissed me in the car...still too much tongue). When he went to the loo, another guy a teacher this time, (who'd been begging me the previous night to send him my picture as I "make his blood boil and he stand to attention just hearing my voice") rang me. I told him I was out with a friend and was eager to cut the call short just in case my date or whatever returned. This guy kept lavishing me with compliments over the phone, which i found rather amusing and tried to secure a date for saturday. I am pretty sure he has someone lurking about, he wasn't very forthcoming and i have told him I don't want some woman scratching my eyes out!

Date came back, he started mirroring my actions, we flirted a bit and then it was time to go, around 10:30. He'd promised to drop me off at the tube which i thought was great. But before taking me back, he parked his car at some random spot, proceeded to kiss me, but then he unzipped my coat and his hands romaed my boobs. I was too busy trying to get his other hand away from roaming up my thigh and suddenly he told me how he wants to lick me all over and eat my pussy. At the same time, he was unzipping his trousers to let his prick out. I told him i was not going to suck it, it was ok if he was just letting it out for air Christ! why do i get myself in these situations. He was a bit disappointed, i told him that we were starngers and i didnt know what he wanted from me. I mean it's not like i'm desperate for a realtionship. he knows I dont want to get married or have kids and that I have considered being neighbours with a husband if i chose to instittutionalise myself matrimonially.

I just think people should spell things out so we know exactly what to expect. If he want a shag then he must say so...nicely of course i wont hold it againt him. But I find this random texting and going for a drink and petting like teenagers(which I never did as a teen) rather disconcerting. We are grown up! He needs to brush up on his seduction technique. But I am relegating him to the dustbin, even though i feel slightly rejected. That is weird.

When i got home, i discovered the slave had called, i sent a text and he quickly phone, telling me he can come over(he'd have to break the speed limit)and then another friend, who really wants more got offended that I was going on a date. SO, four men, all on the same night, all wanthing a piece of me, and one who got a bit but in a strange way. He is still short though. Oh, did i say he sucked my right nipple?:p it wasnt bad but i still found it strange. Incidentally, i enventually asked him if I could order some food(i was starving) and he paid. Much better than pseudo-posh Roger who took me to champagne bars and expensive restaurants and baulked at the bill and expected me to pay half. Yet he turned his nose up and more reasonable places.

I think i should look for the love of a good woman. Men....I give up now