As someone who has been a sex worker for most of my adult life, I never had the luxury of receiving flowers from a lover or a partner. Instead of flowers and chocolates, I would often tell my lovers in a candid manner to just give me cash or rice, which I needed to support my mother, aunts, and siblings. At the time, it seemed like the most practical and sensible thing to do. So it was rice and cash for the past 13 years.

On this month when I came to be and was given life, I want to take a moment to express my deepest gratitude and appreciation for each and every one of you. You have brought so much love, joy, and adventure into my life, and I am forever grateful for the way that you have touched my heart and soul.

I am a steward of the senses, I masterfully combine touch, scent, taste and ambience to set free deep desires locked up in inner sanctums.

I am the keeper of the flames of passion,  a goddess who lights up energies lying dormant, waiting to be awakened and unleashed. 

PseudoParamour Sit down, my guest. Welcome to my home.This is a universe of stories I wove.Leave the mundane behind, and enter this lucid dream.Come now,

I love wine and the intelligent conversations that finely couple with a good vintage,

Reaching one of your goals is guaranteed to bring you joy. With that joy, comes peace and satisfaction. This was something I came to realize four months ago when I got my art studio.

An art studio of my own is a dream come true. Having a place for me to paint, a place to store and hang my art, a home for my beloved cat, and a space to receive guests was exactly how I envisioned my life for many years. Now, I have it in my hands.

Diving was something I’ve been daydreaming about for quite a while. I often get invited by gentlemen who love the sea and have a passion for the underwater world. I pride myself as a professional companion, but there is a limit to how far I can go in open water. I can free dive which takes me to shallow depths. Scuba, on the other hand, is something beyond free diving.

Not even the rain could dampen my spirit that Thursday.

Lily and I have been planning a photo shoot since we decided to partner up. After some set backs due to the busy holiday season, it was finally happening. The rain was pouring hard outside when I got to the hotel. The door man rushed to help me and shield me from the torrent outside. But it was too late. I was already drenched- my shirt was wet from the rain and my underwear was wet because of something else.