Ladies Looking For A Fuck

London is crammed full of luscious ladies, posh totty, rich Russian minxes, gold-diggers and models. It's a wonderland.

They're all looking for a good fuck.

Walking down the King's Road on a Saturday morning is a delight. Like everything, timing matters, the season.

In the winter, they parade wearing lovely black patent leather boots, black leather driving gloves and beautfully tailored overcoats.

In the summer, they don't wear much at all. Regulation mini-skirts or tight, pencil jeans, low-cut tops together with designer sunglasses. It's all tits and legs converging on cunt. The odd girl might mix things up with a flowing, see-through dress. She wants the same thing.

At night, the Chelsea pulling brigade is out in force partying at an ever-diminishing number of venues. The night-clubs and late-night bars are replete with the usual flotsam and jetsam. (I say usual: that is not to say that they normal people. Far from it). Meanwhile, the restaurants are crammed with miserable couples out for dinner.

Those out looking for a fuck in Chelsea include teenagers, public school girls, 20somethings, dirty30s, Sloanes, posh girls, slappers, Eurotrash, gold-diggers, snobs, Essex slags, career women, models, hookers, "celebrities", whores, princesses, aristocrats, Russian girls (let's include Ukrainians, the Baltics etc), Eastern European girls (Hungarian, Czech and Polish), middle Eastern women (Lebanese, Kuwaiti or Arab), bisexuals, kept women, black girls, divorcees, bored married women and an accompanying cast of international honies (French, German, Austrian, Italian, Scandinavian, South African, Argentinian, Australian and American).

For some reason, Asians attending The Ismaeli Centre in South Kensington go out afterwards. You never used to see them out contaminating the local bars.