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Entry for May 06, 2006
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ImageImageImage  After such positive feedback from my previous true life stories, I thought I'd entertain you with another event from one of my early public trips "en-femme"...

....Well, one weekend, Miss- Denise happens to be staying at a really posh hotel near Bristol, England, and she really REALLY wants to go on an evening trip around the town, perhaps to the cinema. I  always likes to walk down hotel stairs (remember Bradford), and rarely take the hotel elevators since it invites too many potential male laser glances,  as well as intense and curious scrutiny by the ladies - besides possible other risks!....

...so I leave the room, and makes my way to what seems to be the exit staircase - The sign says EXIT, which must be OK (!).....

.........I push open the barrier (unusual for hotel stairs), and into the stairwell!.......and then the terrible reality dawns on me - This is a one-way FIRE EXIT - I try to get back into the corridor, but the door is firmly locked, and no attempt at all will dislodge the special barriers - Let's try all the other floors! - But no, ALL the doors are identical - I'm trapped!.......

......Fearing discovery, I take my lipstick and face powder, and paint my lips even redder,  more mascara, and more face powder - All in the mirror seems to indicate that I''ll pass as Denise,  assuming I eventually make my escape!...

.....The ONLY possible exit is a door marked FIRE EXIT - This door is ALARMED!!!.......So I sit and think  for 10 to 15 minutes - Logically I cannot stay here all night - So I decide to take this exit!.....

...I nervously push open the door, not knowing whether the alarm bells will go off, the hotel may be evacuated, and the fire engines could be called - but no options are left!.......

....The door opens - no alarm - all is quiet!........So I slip out, close the door, and go out through the hotel backyard, open the iron gates (no padlock!), into the side alleyway. I pass some semi-drunken youths who wink me a flirty pass (the extra red lipstick, rouge and black mascara were working well Image) . But tonight I ignore all passing proposals and trot gracefully on my 4inch heels - "strutting my stuff" and wiggling my arse back to the brightly illuminated main hotel entrance. I walk slowly past the well-dressed concierge and then a couple of porters. Some glances from the mature male hotel receptionist(!), past the busy hotel bar  full with weekend couples to the main hotel lift - NO MORE STAIRWELLS tonight!.....

..........After several nervous minutes, the lift finally comes, no other guests, and up to the 3rd floor, and my cosy hotel room - My adrenalin is still pumping to the limit as I search deep into my shoulder bag, amongst cosmetics and perfume for my keys.  I open the door and quickly into the room, and straight off with my red heels,  satin blouse,  pleated skirt, lacy corset, panties and stockings  for a long warm perfumed soak in the bath!!!

..So the morale of this story , guys and girls,  is that it is quickest and best to take the hotel lift!....
 
Warm Hugs and Wet Kisses from your TV Blog Mistress - Miss-Denise - www.miss-denise.com ImageImageImage
2006-05-06 17:35:43 GMT
Comments (1 total)
Author:silkelorettamartin
Mind your heart, dearie,
that sounds breathtaking, and I'd have died in a situation like that! And had I been you, I should have taken a relaxing bath as well...

And if I had seen you the way you look on the photo above, I probably should have whistled behind you (of course NOT when I were Silke at that moment, I know that a woman has to behave herself *lol*)

Big hugs to a very brave girl

from

Silke
2006-05-07 22:14:53 GMT
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