All I want for Christmas...

It's the time of the year again.

Merry X'mas, my virtual mates.

Last Christmas Eve, I was still bartering away.

Probably getting ready for another booking this year.

 Mascara, blush, lipstick and that much loved corset... Checking the time, and the number of booking.

Being pleased with the 'Moo-lahs', I was about to make this 'festive season'.

Client 1, lunch booking... He was from out-of-state... Telling me that he just had to get away from the incessant annoying much un-wanted season festivity...

Every year, for the past 15years ... He has been booking 3different girls for each getaway.

The night buzzed on as I was driven from hotels to mansions to hotels again.

This year, I am sitting down  in front of my laptop (Drugs & Alcohol Free). Awaiting the dinner, as the smell of smoked turkey and the sound of Christmas jingles penetrates my room.

I can't remember, how did it last felt to be a family.

It's strange.

I wonder how the night will go, and how I would feel tomorrow.