Do you remember when I was prevelant on Twitter? I used to talk about my aged, ‘Lady Friend’, a one time lady of ill repute, and exotic dancer.

Nowadays a collector of the erotic, and has been since I first met her around twenty years ago.

I, like her, thought we had said bye bye to each other at ‘our cafe’ for the last time, about three years ago. Through illness, and her being vulnerable to Covid. She is now in her late 80’s, and has survived. She is as sprightly as I have ever known her! Cheeky! Rude! Outspoken! Opinionated! Prone to telling me off! Far too attractive and fanciable for her age!!! Never stops talking! Some might say too much make up…sorry ‘Hiliary’, but you said they did, but me…nah! You do it perfectly. You look like you are going to tell my fortune, with your dark rimmed smokey eyes!

I said once on Twitter that there is something sensual and sexy about meeting an older, well dressed lady, whom everyone thinks is genteel. But to know that she is as naughty as they come. I stand by that today.

Like stepping back in time….none of this internet malarkey, she slides a brown paper envelope across the table, looking from side to side, like a member of the French Resistance in the war. “See what naughty delights I have for you today.” she says proudly, as she sits back.

First she had some lovely art work, a laundry maid! She said that it could be her, and him be me! You cheeky devil Hiliary! I believe you are right.

I know for a fact that in her prime, she would have given Charlotte and Samantha a run for their money! And yes, I admit it, we would without doubt, in this situation, been in bed, after spanking her.

I can hear your dirty laugh now Hiliary!

Then out slides some photos….”…what treasures! Don’t you think Asa?”

Indeed they are.

I look at the bottom photo…I smile, “…that’s you! I know it is.”

“And how do you know that, we’re you there? I think not you naughty boy.” She laughs…..too loud some people might say, but not me! I love how they turn to stare.

I bet the customers think I am a degenerate! I am either sat with a girl I have spanked, her on ‘Mr.Jones’s Cushion’, or with one of my girls, or someone like this beautiful lady…..maybe an erotic curio dealer, although sometimes I sit pricing my wares up, on my own.

Well she neither denied or agreed that it is her with the tongue out. “Leave me a letter or two of confessions in your will, and a few boxes of photos, will you Hiliary?”

“Ha! I am not departing this world yet! You can wait and see if you are getting your grubby hands on my collections Asa Jones” she says with a frown.

I have arranged to meet her again, ….it’s lovely to have you back, you brighten and room up like a warm log fire…my heart too! Come to think of it.

Are you blushing as you read this Hiliary? You made me blush yesterday, about ten times! Try talking a bit quieter! It takes a lot to make Asa Jones blush, but you do it with consummate ease!

I can hear you laughing you old tart! See you soon xxxx

Asa