Fly Free on Air Tabu!

It's hard to believe that in 2010, I'm celebrating my 5th fantastic year of doing what I love-- taking my intimate friends to new heights of pleasure and satisfaction. After all, the moments we spend together always seem to fly.

So as a special anniversary "thank you" to all of you who have given me such a rejuvenating escape from everyday life, I'm giving you the gift.

From Feb 3rd to Feb 17th, when you book 1 hour at my upscale Hollywood incall, I would like to give you 30 additional minutes FREE.

Come to me just as you are... needing the sweetest of girlfriends or the most urgent erotic conquest. We'll put our extra time to very good use.

Limited availability, so please book in advance of your desires. (And fasten your seat belts, boys. We're ready to take (it) off!)
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How to book your flight on Air Tabu:

• Pre-screened or current friends, simply email your request to discovertabu@gmail.com.
• Members of major verification services, please email your request with your membership info.
• All other new friends, please book through my website booking form.
• Please note Air Tabu flight times!
• Mon-Fri... 8-10am and 6-10pm
• Sat/Sun... 9am-9pm
• $350/1 hr + 30 minutes free

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Don't be left on standby. I can't wait to take your stick.

your naughty and grateful vixen,

Tabu

You, Tabu and the sexiest swingers in S FL-- New Year's Eve at Trapeze!!

If you've ever fantasized about a private entree into the sexy world of FL swingers.... with a sophisticated and oh-so-experienced vixen at your side....

then you'll never find a more spectacular opportunity than NEW YEAR'S EVE '09!!

Join me as my special date on this erotic evening of fine dining, dancing, and all the hedonistic pleasures you'd expect... in a luxurious and upscale club built exclusively for lascivious fun.

Our 4-hour date will begin at 9pm and include Trapeze's lavish NYE buffet, complete with Maine lobster and filet mignon. I will provide a fine libation suited to the evening, as we....

Embrace the vision of entrancingly sexy women, passionate men and an unforgettable atmosphere of sensual liberation.

Follow me to the erotic wonderland where inhibitions are shed as thoroughly as the clothes.... and from there, well.... it's up to our imagination what naughty delight comes first.

Let's make it an evening we'll never forget... it's there for the taking!

Essentials:

• 9pm-1am, New Year's Eve
• Membership and $150 event fee, my compliments
• Fine wine or libation of your choice, my compliments
• Pickup and return to your hotel, if applicable, my compliments
• Gift for Tabu's NYE Spectacular: $1600
• Since this is a one-time opportunity, a 25% deposit is required by Wednesday, payable via GreenDot card.

Make it you, Tabu and the sexiest swingers around. This Thursday evening... a night you'll never forget.

Don't have a Cow-- Give a Heifer!

I'm doing something really important this holiday season that all my intimate friends can help me with. I'm working to end hunger by raising money for Heifer International.

I'm counting on you to pitch in and help reach my goal. Any donation large or small will help us get there!

I chose Heifer International to help because they are a wonderful organization working to end hunger and poverty in the world. For more than six decades, Heifer has been helping poor
families around the world become self-reliant by providing animals and the training to care for them. Each recipient family promises to pass along offspring from their animal to another
family in need.

Heifer's simple but effective solution has helped more than seven million families -- 38 million people -- in more than 125 countries including the US, where more than 10 million people
are chronically hungry.

Thank you in advance for taking a moment to go online and help me help Heifer.

http://www.heifer.org/site/c.edJRKQNiFiG/b.204586/?msource=kw1844

"The dick doesn't lie," and other lessons from a life under the covers

Chapter One: In dickus veritas

Laughter erupts around me.

"What did I say?" I protest, glancing at the semi-naked group of hedonists in my living room.

"Oh, come on," one of them snorts, "You know exactly what you said. Please."

"Yeah," his wife agrees. "The dick doesn't lie?"

"Well, it doesn't. If Mike there tells you he's not into blonds, then you see Blond Bambi sucking him off and he's hard as a fireplug... well, what do you call it? An oral misunderstanding?"

The dick doesn't lie.


Chapter Two: Verisimilitude

My girlfriend smiles conspiratorially over her husband's blissful face, his eyes closed to better focus on his pleasure. "Mmmmm," she purrs, "Doesn't she do that well?"

I wink at her as I slowly slide my tongue around the sensitive ridge of his joystick.

"Do it just like I like to," she urges me in a sultry contralto. "That's it, hurry up, swallow it all!"

For a moment his eyes open in surprise at her passionate appeal, and in a series of shuddering breaths, he surrenders to my surrogacy.

Sunlight streams through a slant in the window.

"Just like you like to do it," he whispers into the air.


Chapter Three: Unoriginal Sin

Placing one stiletto in front of the other, I take my time emerging from the darkened bedroom. His hands grip his knees as I approach, laughing.

"What's up?" I tease him, lightly stroking his pants with a long red fingernail.

"I was just thinking that you're not like any woman I've ever been with. But I can't really offer you anything you haven't already had. Probably."

At the last word he looks up at me hopefully.

"Well, you're partially right," I murmur, straddling his lap and slipping my hands into his hair. "I'm a completely, utterly wanton woman who absolutely insists on driving you crazy. And you're my completely, utterly delicious partner in crime, are you not?"

Among a flurry of insistent little kisses he manages to croak out "Yes."

"Then does either of us really have to be original?" I whisper into his ear, my nipples singing under the influence of his suddenly emboldened touch.

The world envelops us. The world falls away.

He doesn't have to say no.

Happy Halloween, Pumpkin!

I'll be celebrating in the best way I know how... how about Boo?

kisses,

Tabu

It's Farewell....

to the lovely incall where we've shared so many heart-pounding, blood-rushing and utterly delicious erotic times....

my landlady's in foreclosure. (sigh.)

So it's out with old, in with the new... and the new is just moments away from the old.

Thursday-Sunday will be MOVE-OUT, MOVE-IN, (and a few days sans incall) to turn a new locale into my Tabu-licious den of iniquity.

So let's make plans to initiate the new lair in the best way we know how!

(Just ask me for ideas!)

as always, grateful to be among your favored temporary girlfriends,

your S Florida vixen,

Tabu

Tabu's Tutorials: Grand Theft Cotton

Into every life a hotel incall comes... and when it does, along comes the great towel dilemma. There are never enough.

Touring providers like yours truly and my leggy pal Allie, have come to regard even the best-stocked hotel bath with a jaundiced eye.

"Only 3 bath towels," she'll report from her lovely suite.

"Mine, too," I'll establish after a cursory examination.

"Where's the maid's cart?"

As stealthy as cat burglars, we creep down the hallway, looking this way and that for our personal Mecca: the unattended cart replete with stacks of fluffed and folded goodness.

Once secured, they're hoarded in a secret place known only to ladies who entertain the cleanest boys in "ho" business.

Last week in Charlotte, one genteel southerner amused me no end by quoting miscellaneous chapter and verse from this little vixen's blog. When our visit drew to an end, he excused himself to clean up. After the shower turned off, I heard his voice.

"I dried myself off with a hand towel, I hope that's all right," he called out to me from the bath.

"What?" I responded. "You didn't have to do that, I laid out a fresh bath towel for you!"

"Oh, no," he replied, sticking his head around the door to grin at me. "I wouldn't use your big towels. I want to be invited back!"

You gotta love a man with a plan.

Nice grits!

Charlotte's been treating me VERY well, with one small exception (and you know who you are, dickwad)... so halfway through my little tour, I believe I will return.

In that case, I think I can say with no equivocation:

The South shall Rise Again!!

Hooker Haiku ;)

Winging to Motown Wednesday....

sad auto workers

become Pep Boys.

Let this erotic treat take you to a poetic level of sensuous satisfaction...

Thur/Fri
Detroit Airport incall
350/hr... 550/90 min.. 700/2 hrs

Please book through my website.

I love to make you laugh. And moan. And smile all the way home.

Tabu's Tuesday Tutorial: Ins and Outs.

All good things have a beginning, a middle and, equally important to your busy provider, an end.

The trouble is, not everyone seems to realize when it's time to go. Of course you're having fun, and in the post-nookie glow, time seems to stand still as pillow talk replaces the real world. We're enjoying it, too. But as the clock ticks silently past the hour, into ten minutes, 15 minutes, or in really distracted cases, 20 minutes, the push of Other Duties starts knocking on the door.

When it's time to answer, it's time to answer.

Your lovely temporary girlfriend, the skilled temptress who lulled you into such delicious lethargy, can also hint delicately when the curtain needs to fall... so when you hear "It's been so good to see you!"... please.

Rinse it off, tuck it in and fold your tent.

We will bless you as we watch your punctual back depart down the hallway. And we will welcome you back like a king when you return.

Now take that on the road.