<?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-4941271823012735580</id><updated>2012-01-30T21:48:51.950Z</updated><category term='Madame Arcati'/><title type='text'>crista carter</title><subtitle type='html'>Independent Scottish Escort.
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PLEASE ENQUIRE AND RESERVE YOUR BOOKING XXX.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-1179245891210504700</id><published>2009-09-02T15:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T15:18:25.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dirty Girl Diaries</title><summary type='text'>Had a look at this site after I was sent an e-mail about it. Loving it. So thought I would share it with you all x

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For as a long as there’s been music, women have danced for the entertainment and titillation of men. Scheherazade. Minsky’s Burlesque. Cage dancing go-go girls in the psychedelic 60’s. Times Square strippers, pole dancers and </summary><link rel='related' href='http://thedirtygirldiaries.com' title='The Dirty Girl Diaries'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1179245891210504700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=1179245891210504700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/1179245891210504700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/1179245891210504700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2009/09/dirty-girl-diaries.html' title='The Dirty Girl Diaries'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-4398108826961492054</id><published>2009-08-21T18:15:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T18:15:17.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Bee</title><summary type='text'>  ...twas I.   Phew, when you haven't written a blog or read various blogs, its a lot to catch up on. So here I am with my cup of coffee nosing around like the busy bee I am. Talking about bee's not seen much of them around this summer. Plenty wasps, moths and daddy long legs hmm. So I have been busy, house clearing, decorating, rewiring and plastering. Ok didn't do the last two, that would have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4398108826961492054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=4398108826961492054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/4398108826961492054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/4398108826961492054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy-bee.html' title='Busy Bee'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-7844403717332707581</id><published>2009-02-25T19:20:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:26:06.058Z</updated><title type='text'>London Escort Pru in Glasgow NOW!!!</title><summary type='text'>Just thought I'd tell you Scottish guys that a lovely escort I know is in Glasgow touring. So catch her while you can.I'm going to try and catch her while she's up on tour for a girly get together. I've just been swamped and hope its possible coz she is great company. I have her blog link on my main website if you fancy having a look.However here's the lazy route. Check out her website its http:/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7844403717332707581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=7844403717332707581' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/7844403717332707581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/7844403717332707581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2009/02/london-escort-pru-in-glasgow-now.html' title='London Escort Pru in Glasgow NOW!!!'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-7534751331500263016</id><published>2009-02-22T23:56:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-08-22T15:55:34.918+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fond Farewell</title><summary type='text'>
Did you hear the news? One of my favourite bloggers Rhia Charles and fellow Independent escorts has now retired.So a fond farewell to Rhia as she throws in the air her garter, undoes her suspenders and rolls down her stockings. Bowing out of this industry with all the dignity and integrity she had while in it. I raise a glass and toast the future with all the hope and best wishes for this new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7534751331500263016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=7534751331500263016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/7534751331500263016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/7534751331500263016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2009/02/fond-farewell.html' title='A Fond Farewell'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/SaHxdjxl-aI/AAAAAAAAAH8/v9_Kyu8nT8w/s72-c/goodbye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-7489608406222905660</id><published>2009-01-17T20:17:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:31:09.697Z</updated><title type='text'>Is the way people get their sex changing too?</title><summary type='text'>Just read an article about evolving with technology times and wondered as sex workers how we can develop advertising strategies to meet the need of our market. Just like the statement below "The way people get their porn is changing" I ponder my own question "Is the way people get their sex changing?". Inevitably it will as we evolve and grow through this technological super highway. As most of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7489608406222905660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=7489608406222905660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/7489608406222905660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/7489608406222905660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-way-people-get-their-sex-changing.html' title='Is the way people get their sex changing too?'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-6901826670931173324</id><published>2009-01-17T20:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:06:50.196Z</updated><title type='text'>Indian Sex Workers Protest</title><summary type='text'>As many as 200 sex workers hailing from 20-odd brothels in Meerut have petitioned chief minister Mayawati requesting her to save them fromclutches of a racket comprising pimps, police officers and rescue officers. These women are facing life threats after they said no to the racketeers who are forcing them to introduce their own children and minors from rural UP, Rajasthan, Nepal and Bangladesh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6901826670931173324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=6901826670931173324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/6901826670931173324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/6901826670931173324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2009/01/indian-sex-workers-protest.html' title='Indian Sex Workers Protest'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/SXI6KnFIN6I/AAAAAAAAAHs/E4tTO9YhsuM/s72-c/India+sex+worker+protest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-950888728576291112</id><published>2009-01-09T16:38:00.012Z</published><updated>2009-01-09T17:11:29.664Z</updated><title type='text'>Poor Cindy!</title><summary type='text'>Stumbled across Cindy the award winning prized poodle. Oh what a display. Is it art? I guess life is art so why not animal art. I have seen body art and really like some of the creations. However I think this poor poodle looks weird. What do you guys think? I have a friend who has her dog groomed and seen the wee dog in various colours...usually pink. However just dont like it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/950888728576291112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=950888728576291112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/950888728576291112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/950888728576291112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2009/01/poor-cindy.html' title='Poor Cindy!'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/SWeElR4NGmI/AAAAAAAAAHM/n-cN1r8_OQ0/s72-c/15177318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-8662084713619728898</id><published>2008-12-31T19:22:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-31T19:30:07.603Z</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR</title><summary type='text'>Well the time is on us again as we bring in a New Year. I've been so busy this week. Not had much time to prepare this blog.Just wanted to wish you all the very best for 2009 folks. Have a great New Year xxxWill you all be hallucinating seeing elephants tomorrow I wonder. Just thought I'd put a picture up of Rab. C. Nesbitt sporting one of his hangovers! Check out the string vest ewww!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8662084713619728898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=8662084713619728898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/8662084713619728898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/8662084713619728898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/SVvH35XYYKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/95FLh9XqGnA/s72-c/thumbnailCAR2HCMW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-8377583687068881298</id><published>2008-12-22T22:21:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:55:19.851Z</updated><title type='text'>Noel Edmonds Had Me On My Knees..</title><summary type='text'>....in floods of blubbering tears. Yes I didn't think the man had it in him. On my knees I tell you. I had recorded his Christmas Present t.v. show on SKY (its repeated all through this season) and decided, while finishing off wrapping pressies I'll watch that.The whole experience of having presents on the floor, me on my knees paper scissors and cello tape everywhere.....very flustering. As the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8377583687068881298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=8377583687068881298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/8377583687068881298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/8377583687068881298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2008/12/noel-edmonds-had-me-on-my-knees.html' title='Noel Edmonds Had Me On My Knees..'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/SVAagUX12ZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4Qxo3xFU7ME/s72-c/noel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-8083568117333052723</id><published>2008-12-16T22:11:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:33:53.449Z</updated><title type='text'>Little Black Dress</title><summary type='text'>Well its the party season and ladies we all have them in our wardrobes. Yes the little black dress. Frankly, they are for every occasion and that's why I love mine. I looked through my wardrobe tonight and never realised I have quite a few. I'd never part with them they are timeless. Every girl has to have a LBD, its a rule of fashion dating back to the 1920's. Coco Chanel is the founder of what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8083568117333052723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=8083568117333052723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/8083568117333052723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/8083568117333052723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-black-dress.html' title='Little Black Dress'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/SUgsvJKYisI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NiwyUBQG4kc/s72-c/Audrey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-6303159006900392385</id><published>2008-12-08T00:34:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:12:22.804Z</updated><title type='text'>Rose Tinted Glasses</title><summary type='text'> I don't like the look of them!Definition:rose-tinted glasses (British, American &amp; Australian, British) if someone looks at something through rose-tinted glasses, they see only the pleasant parts of it. She has always looked at life through rose-tinted glasses. Maybe that's where I'm at right now, or where I was until reality gave me a slight kick up the arse. It's all a bit disturbing. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6303159006900392385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=6303159006900392385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/6303159006900392385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/6303159006900392385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2008/12/rose-tinted-glasses.html' title='Rose Tinted Glasses'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/STxrpz18LYI/AAAAAAAAAFA/roO8xg_T0KI/s72-c/ruzove_brylex_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-8242396125825942252</id><published>2008-11-30T21:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:06:14.561Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy St Andrews Day</title><summary type='text'>St Andrew - Patron Saint of ScotlandIn January 2007, the St Andrew's Day Bank Holiday (Scotland) Act was given royal assent, making 30 November (or the nearest Monday if a weekend) a bank holiday in Scotland. However, instead of being a full public holiday, it is a voluntary public holiday.On 30 November, Scottish people celebrate St Andrew's Day.The Scottish flag is the cross of St. Andrew, also</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8242396125825942252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=8242396125825942252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/8242396125825942252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/8242396125825942252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-st-andrews-day.html' title='Happy St Andrews Day'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/STMNinaS0OI/AAAAAAAAAE0/c8xRWRksFaY/s72-c/images+saltire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-166977046628878331</id><published>2008-11-29T18:08:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-29T18:08:03.199Z</updated><title type='text'>SEX ON FIRE</title><summary type='text'>KINGS OF LEON   Only By The Night delivers on the promise Kings of Leon have shown throughout their career, stunning melodies. From the atmospherics of the opening track "Closer" (which Caleb says is about a lovesick vampire) to the emotional intensity of the closing ballad "Cold Desert" ("about a man at the end of his rope who picks himself back up"), Only By The Night is all heart from start to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/166977046628878331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=166977046628878331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/166977046628878331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/166977046628878331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2008/11/sex-on-fire.html' title='SEX ON FIRE'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/STGE-7sAALI/AAAAAAAAAEo/SrPMYEZ2BU4/s72-c/images%20k_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-2786740273299387660</id><published>2008-11-23T13:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-11-23T14:06:42.461Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madame Arcati'/><title type='text'>Madame Arcati</title><summary type='text'>Well fellow bloggers, and floozies of the most honourable character. You may already be aware for those ladies that visit The Guild Of Harlots (my favourite whore hang-out) that I'm doing my usual. For those that don't know me. I'm the "sniffer dog", hounding the lives of fellow strumpets with my general durty mouthed ways! I always enjoy bringing people together...possibly an occupational hazard</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2786740273299387660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=2786740273299387660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/2786740273299387660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/2786740273299387660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2008/11/madame-arcati.html' title='Madame Arcati'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/SSleUgGNXwI/AAAAAAAAAEc/GEqkz3NW7Q0/s72-c/Rutherford.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-8779505215741444126</id><published>2008-11-18T21:13:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:13:42.052Z</updated><title type='text'>W. Somerset Maugham</title><summary type='text'>   born 1874 - died 1965   I'm feeling inspired to read. Not that I don't read, I often do whenever the mood takes me. So I sensed Somerset Maugham and it's going to be his short stories. Good enough for my attention span in a restless month. When I say "sensed" there was something instinctive around today. In one of my reflective moods today. Ok start at the beginning, been bumping into people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8779505215741444126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=8779505215741444126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/8779505215741444126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/8779505215741444126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2008/11/w-somerset-maugham.html' title='W. Somerset Maugham'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/SSMwAGrtjqI/AAAAAAAAAEM/kWCXZjveg6U/s72-c/William%20Sumerset%20Maugham%201874-1965_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-3835649092485641460</id><published>2008-11-14T11:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-14T11:25:40.528Z</updated><title type='text'>SCI FI....EROTICA</title><summary type='text'>      Remember the film Alien anyone? Scared the pants off me! Well my claim to fame was while on a night out some years ago in Edinburgh I shared a drink with a guy that was in this film which was the sequal about the prison planet. He played the prison governor and was eaten by an alien. He drank Campari and Lemonade!! He's dead in real life I believe Anyway if anyone is interested in SciFi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3835649092485641460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=3835649092485641460' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/3835649092485641460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/3835649092485641460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2008/11/sci-fierotica.html' title='SCI FI....EROTICA'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/SR1gI-cr-pI/AAAAAAAAADs/GS6sbN_2nLs/s72-c/Alien_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-1727641445153168564</id><published>2008-09-21T22:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:30:42.693Z</updated><title type='text'>Taxi for Crista</title><summary type='text'>Taxi drivers can be so forthcoming with chat and all the latest news. Its fab. I don't know if its me but I often have interesting conversations with taxi drivers while going from A-B. One particular family run taxi firm, I know and use often. Remember they are out and about driving around, picking up gossip, seeing things happening on streets, its a hub of activity. Recently I was asked by the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1727641445153168564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=1727641445153168564' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/1727641445153168564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/1727641445153168564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2008/09/taxi-for-crista.html' title='Taxi for Crista'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/SNbIO_5gxmI/AAAAAAAAADg/Cbnz4xW06PA/s72-c/images+taxi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-1337787073798937576</id><published>2008-08-09T15:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:30:07.872Z</updated><title type='text'>Bookings</title><summary type='text'>BOOKINGS: LONG, SHORT, OVERNIGHTS!I've been asked recently what I prefer as an Escort in relation to length of booking, and found there was no straight forward answer. Do I prefer short 1hr bookings, dinner dates or overnights? It all really depends on the mood of the individual. Sometimes the thought of a dinner date after a hectic day can be fantastic, other times I'm too tired and not in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1337787073798937576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=1337787073798937576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/1337787073798937576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/1337787073798937576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2008/08/windows-live-hotmail.html' title='Bookings'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/cristacarter/SJ2tl8N6QaI/AAAAAAAAACo/ELPgz-ekzyE/s72-c/SexCityMatrix_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-4235492118824390423</id><published>2008-07-23T14:38:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T14:38:05.794+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Life?</title><summary type='text'>Double lives, something I find really fascinating, exciting and creative. Its akin to having a secret. We all have parts of ourselves we don't share or reveal. Its an invisible presence in everyone's life. If we gave those parts a voice, what would it say about us? I also believe we all have traits, habits, interests that would be considered different to another or strange. An illusion versus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4235492118824390423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=4235492118824390423' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/4235492118824390423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/4235492118824390423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2008/07/double-life.html' title='Double Life?'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-6903554112563148082</id><published>2008-07-01T19:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:29:39.575Z</updated><title type='text'>Hookter Chooktering</title><summary type='text'> Well its this time of year in Scotland...what time...no not Chicco time its FESTIVAL time. Yes all sorts of festivals happen over the summer months not only north of the border. Its everywhere and I love it. From Music to film and as my picture indicates above, here in Scotland we have lots of Gala days and Highland Games. Guess what after seeing this picture I decided to go to one from a choice</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6903554112563148082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=6903554112563148082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/6903554112563148082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/6903554112563148082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-and-blogger-news-crista-escort.html' title='Hookter Chooktering'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/cristacarter/SGp26uR7Z6I/AAAAAAAAACg/GY7oV_AjXmY/s72-c/images_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-6831648750794609153</id><published>2008-05-11T21:50:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:50:12.745+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese Penis Festival</title><summary type='text'>                 Couldn't resist having a place on my blog for this  Japanese Penis Festival   Okay, there is a more subtle name for this festival. How about, Hounen Matsuri? Celebrated every March 15 in Komaki, a town about 45 minutes north of Nagoya, Japan, this is the time of year where folks haul out a large wooden penis to give three cheers to fertility and renewal. The custom is an old one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6831648750794609153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=6831648750794609153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/6831648750794609153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/6831648750794609153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2008/05/japanese-penis-festival.html' title='Japanese Penis Festival'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/cristacarter/SCdb_TzZS5I/AAAAAAAAACM/cMAejVGwtEs/s72-c/penisfestivalEPA_450x300_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-6981429141781054103</id><published>2008-05-11T21:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:27:35.961Z</updated><title type='text'>Hot Summer</title><summary type='text'>   ICE CREAM VAN..........OH MR WHIPPY Well the weathers been hot and was out in my garden giving it a general tidy up when in the early evening I heard the melodic tune from the ice cream van and had a notion to visit it. The kids were all rushed round trying to make their decision and counting their money. "You're before me MRS" OMG never been called MRS but how cute from the little guy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6981429141781054103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=6981429141781054103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/6981429141781054103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/6981429141781054103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2008/05/crista-courtesan-reflections.html' title='Hot Summer'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/cristacarter/SCdV3jzZS3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZfaLwRanO8E/s72-c/images_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941271823012735580.post-7895768582942222568</id><published>2008-04-03T14:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:36:13.100Z</updated><title type='text'>Doing the dance x</title><summary type='text'>I remember as a child watching Saturday matinees at my grandparents house. All the grand children were there on Saturday as all the parents had shops at that time. I have so many fond memories of Saturdays and how my grandmother was such a figure head in the family. She would tell us all stories of how it was back in her day. It was mesmorising being transported back in time to an era. Wow she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7895768582942222568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4941271823012735580&amp;postID=7895768582942222568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/7895768582942222568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4941271823012735580/posts/default/7895768582942222568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristacourtesanreflections.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-remember-as-child-watching-saturday.html' title='Doing the dance x'/><author><name>crista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09996369952363225996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TyIgcrUMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QiyViKXGscw/S220/crista+056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08SUyUJL-tQ/R_TvPQcrUKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Cl5CyZjmPU/s72-c/ginger_astaire_tophat_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
