Violet's Private Life

I heard the door to the second bathroom open as Vincent returned to the living room.   I touched up my lip gloss, picked up my champagne glass and headed back to the living room.  The lights had been dimmed slightly, Vincent was in the process of lighting a few candles on a side-table, and the girls were kneeling by each foot-bath they had prepared for us. “Why, Violet, I never knew you had such great taste in clothes!” he  [ Read More ]

Here it is, Sunday morning in Sin City.  Well, technically it’s afternoon but we established that there are no mornings in Las Vegas.  You see, with all the events, parties, club appearances, and overall debauchery, by the time you make it to a bed to sleep, sleep, and then wake up, morning is long gone.  Also, it doesn’t count if you just stay up until the sun comes up, because in my opinion, until you go to sleep, it’s still  [ Read More ]

So, My Evening with Vincent Part 2 will have to wait, because the Vegas updates start now! I flew in to Vegas on Friday night.  I actually woke up to Toronto’s first snowfall of the season, and after a brief moment of concern (that we might get snowed in), I thanked my lucky stars that I was going to be escaping the bad weather.  It’s currently 15 degrees Celcius, clear and sunny in Las Vegas, whereas in Toronto it’s 2  [ Read More ]

“…Oh, one more thing, if you don’t mind?”  His voice sounded almost hesitant, scared. “Of course, Vincent, what is it?”  I was curious, but unworried. “I was wondering if I compensate you for your time, if you’d be available to come a little earlier than planned, so that we might watch a movie – a regular movie- together first.   I’m…uh, I’m feeling a little nervous, to be honest, and I thought we could warm up to each other with a glass  [ Read More ]

In light of The Worthy Playboy Institute’s Annual Workshop in Vegas that runs concurrently with the AVN Expo and Awards, I’d like to share with you this really in-depth article that Johnny Soporno wrote last year about “Professionally Beautiful Women” (Porn Stars, Models, Escorts, Hostesses, etc.), why they are different from ‘normal’ girls, why you would want to spend time with them, and how to accomplish this with genuine, disarming and attractive sincerity.   It’s really, really good stuff, and  [ Read More ]

So you might have noticed that I’d slacked off from my blog for a little while.  Okay, okay, a LONG while, and I sincerely apologize if any of you felt neglected.  You see, I’ve been a busy girl working on this big re-launch, including my new philosophy blog which I’m really proud of.  There have been a lot of headaches along the way, and even moments of throwing my hands in the air (like I just don’t care!) and walking  [ Read More ]

I don’t always get to sleep in my own bed because I travel so often.  It is often hard to fall asleep when you’re in a different environment, on a different mattress with a different pillow, or in an airplane seat, with different noises in the background of busy cities or noisy neighbors and so on.   I normally sleep with earplugs in to help reduce the sensory overload, and because I’ve been doing it for the last 5 years  [ Read More ]

This is for all the ass fetishists out there   xox Violet

After my last class being so uncomfortable, it’s not surprising that I chose to take the next day off.   I’m not sure if the room actually was hotter than usual, or if my body was just communicating to me that I was pushing things too far, or whatever the reason, but I needed a break.   That night I had a lot of unrelated things going through my mind and I ended up in a losing battle with insomnia.    [ Read More ]

I proved one of my points today, day 11.   I decided to try an earlier class, being told that the earlier classes are less busy.  This was indeed true, but my thought that the bigger the class the hotter it is no longer applies.  Today’s class was by far the hottest class I’ve experienced, and I found myself struggling with the heat today, even more so than on my first day.  The floors were so hot that you couldn’t  [ Read More ]