<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1899054845227631800</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:51:46.740-07:00</updated><category term='Courtesan'/><category term='Companion'/><category term='Demi-monde'/><category term='Voluptuaries'/><title type='text'>Creole Girl Of Joy</title><subtitle type='html'>Life came at me fast and threw me a bag full of lemons
at the age of 15. But I am made lemonade with the lemons.
I am now in my late 20's and living life on my own terms.I found that is the best way to live my life.
So come with me on my journey.Laugh with me,Cry with me,feel passion with me.Break the chains and shackels
of society.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creolefilledejoie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1899054845227631800/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creolefilledejoie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>elegantblackpanther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933060466955345487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1899054845227631800.post-924798454581405805</id><published>2008-03-09T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:18:57.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Voluptuaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Demi-monde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Courtesan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Companion'/><title type='text'>Okay I am stepping into a whole new world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So are you really ready to a take a ride with me? I want you to make sure that you are.&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready for your heart to pound, like it going to just pop out your chest?&lt;br /&gt;I  have decided that just making it will not do.&lt;br /&gt;So I am stepping into the world of Demi-monde.Why you may ask? Oh I have some many reasons why. But let start here first.I have done many things to survive.Waitressing,laying bricks,housekeeping,personal assistant,dog walker,shampoo girl,(Exotic Dancer this one not so bad) nursing assistant,house sitter. Utilizing  my gift of clairvoyance&amp;amp;tarot cards to help others mean while feeding myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday was a day of reckoning for me. I was on the train heading to my new housekeeping client and listening to all kinds of conversations going on around me.Meanwhile drifting into a quick cat nap something about the movement of a train or subway does this to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hear the bell and know its my stop to get off. I  start walking to  my destination which  is&lt;br /&gt;Park avenue.Well after the door mans signs me in and calls for  the client. I get on the elevator&lt;br /&gt;going to the fifth floor well. I knock on the semi closed door,I hear the voice that was on the phone earlier say come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks when I say this place was amazing I mean just that.There in front of me stands this gorgeous exotic woman. she had to stand about 5'8 or 5'9. With curves that made my almost made my jaw drop.She then asks me would I like a water or a soda. I tell water would be fine,She then glides to the kitchen and hands me a bottle of &lt;a href="http://www.aquamaestro.com/"&gt;Acqua panna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She  then gives me a tour of the place.Tells me what she wants cleaned and how. she then says she will be back in 3 hours. Well as I start to pick up shoes and itmes that are carelessly thrown all over.&lt;br /&gt;I star to notice that everything is designer.  The beautiful pair of strapey black heels. That I pick up are of the floor are Jimmy Choo. I keep seeing more and more labels that I have seen in Vogue magazine or Bazzar.I put the things in there proper places and start to clean the bathroom on the sink is a beautiful necklace from Tiffany's. I immediately get on my cell phone and call her to tell her about the out of place item. She says to place the item on the table in dinning room. Everything in here place is top of th line down to her  &lt;a href="http://annemichele.com/"&gt;bath soaps and oils&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually when I clean for clients it jsuat rountine in and out and make sure everthiing is in place and spotless. So many things where going though my mind. Like what does she do? Is she a trust fund baby. etc etc. I finally get done 13minutes before she walk in the door. She hands me my&lt;br /&gt;fee  in a beautiful rose enevelpoe I wish you could have felt the texture of this paper embossed with her monogram embossed in gold lettering. I look at her expression and can see that she is more than pleased with my work. Sometimes in life you just have to take a chance and be a little reckless.Well that March 8,2008 was that day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I summoned all my courage and began to make a small talk about living in NYC and how it can how it can be an intimidating place to live if you let it get to you. Thats when she said yes in her sexy Italian accent.Forutenley for me I have generous gentlemen friends.She gave me a wink. That wink spoke volumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made her go on with this conversation I will never now.She then sat down on her plush couch which ws my cue to take a seat as well. She went on to say how women just give their time and charms away for nothing. How she was one of those women but one day it after a bad break up and nothing to show for it but a pair of red swollen eyes from crying and broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that she started taking note of women that are usually labeled bitches. But these women where getting what they want.  She also mention how life is to short to live by other peoples rules and standards.She also spoke of how she worked in Coperate America for 10 years and how it almost  drained the life out of her. Our conversation ended with her saying. In life you must do what makes you happy and not others. With our conversation drawing to a close I made my way to the door. We said goodbye and walked down the the long carpeted hallway to the elevator.With my mind  in deep thought. The train ride home seemed shorter than usual. Once getting in my humble apartment. I performed my ritual of drawing my bathwater  and splashing a little bit of "Lotion of Pomepia perfume" in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I enter my warm a bath and sank down into the billowy bubbles.I start to think about my day while listening to my favorite opera singer Pavarotti. I thought about so many things that had happen in my life.My life has not been really horrible but it has not been that rewarding either .I begin to take stock of my life in and really thought long and hard.It was the thoughts of my granny  that also help me really make up my mind to step into the world of the Demi- Monde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granny always wanted to travel around the world. The only place she traveled  to was Canada&lt;br /&gt;The reason why because she was always scrubbing someone else's floors and watching other peoples children.She wanted to  have her own line of skincare products but this dream.&lt;br /&gt;Never came to fruition because at the end of the day she as to tired to really do anything.&lt;br /&gt;It was this thought and that made the final decision for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am in the stage of a caterpillar in this new life style.Hopefully with luck and hard work I will evolve into a beautiful butterfly. I know that I my lose some friends. But I also know I will gained  some new ones  as well. 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