Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Color me ready to play!!
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Wanted: A Good Catch
Lately I've been seeing a lot of fishermen.
Fishing for attention, fishing for mischief, or simply fishing for fishing's sake-- these fellows have been dropping their lures in my mailbox for weeks now.
"Hey, Tabu, are you available Thursday night? I have great local references, can't wait to hear back from you!"
"Dear Tabu, I'm staying at the Four Seasons next week, could you make a 2-hour outcall to me there on Wednesday at 8?"
Or my website appointment form arrives, filled out to the smallest detail.
So what do these proposals all have in common? They're shiny, glittering, and lovely in the rough seas of a choppy economy. But they're empty hooks.
My gentle return tug ("How nice of you to write! I would love to meet you, please send along your references!") results in nothing but silence. Whatever might have been there is gone... or, perhaps, was never there at all.
They say that the best things in life are free. I guess that somewhere, someone is really having a ball.
Just let me know when the ship really comes in.
.
Fishing for attention, fishing for mischief, or simply fishing for fishing's sake-- these fellows have been dropping their lures in my mailbox for weeks now.
"Hey, Tabu, are you available Thursday night? I have great local references, can't wait to hear back from you!"
"Dear Tabu, I'm staying at the Four Seasons next week, could you make a 2-hour outcall to me there on Wednesday at 8?"
Or my website appointment form arrives, filled out to the smallest detail.
So what do these proposals all have in common? They're shiny, glittering, and lovely in the rough seas of a choppy economy. But they're empty hooks.
My gentle return tug ("How nice of you to write! I would love to meet you, please send along your references!") results in nothing but silence. Whatever might have been there is gone... or, perhaps, was never there at all.
They say that the best things in life are free. I guess that somewhere, someone is really having a ball.
Just let me know when the ship really comes in.
.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Friday, February 5, 2010
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!)
__________________________________________________
How to book your flight on Air Tabu:
Don't be left on standby. I can't wait to take your stick.
your naughty and grateful vixen,
Tabu
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!)
__________________________________________________
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
Don't be left on standby. I can't wait to take your stick.
your naughty and grateful vixen,
Tabu
Monday, December 28, 2009
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.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
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
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
"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.
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.
Friday, October 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
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
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