A year of contentment. ‘2024’ Yet another Winter’s tale.
Twenty twenty four, the year that was ‘everything’ with a strong willed resurgence.
Blessed is the word that best describes how I feel, as I sit down to write another year review blog of my life as Winter Woods. It was a year of monumental ups, a sliver of downs (as should anyone’s year possess) but on a whole, a real gem of stability and contentment. It wasn’t too long ago I considered my place as a companion with a negative compass guiding my way. Yet, I am here and I am full of positivity that only a year full of promise can provide. Looking back, as I love to do, the memories call out to me with such a sweet song of ease. It was an easy year to be my true self again and with that has left me with such joyous memories I can’t wait to share.
Sliding all the way back to new years last year I had the pleasure of entertaining one of my favourite submissive gentlemen for a smorgasbord of kink. The icing on that particular cake was the heartfelt card he provided my fee in that boldly declared on the cover ‘YOU ARE BLOODY BRILLIANT’. It was the lift I needed, the resolute answer to yes, Winter, you are excellent at your work and you belong. It will come as no surprise that I was questioning my role, who am I now after such a tailspinning two years? And finally the answer is that I felt whole again. Then later in the month I got to travel to one of my favourite clients who never fails to train me to him up north a few times a year. And it is my pleasure to get on that train first thing in the morning and begin my round trip that encompasses an entire day. It is rewarding in this work when your role in a meeting is genuinely providing someone with something they deserve. And that is how I feel about this particular date. I get such a warmth in my soul from knowing that I am doing something worthwhile, more so than being a passing suitors fancy (There is nothing wrong with that, I enjoy that too!)
When you are providing for a client something that they couldn’t necessary access without your assistance, it makes this job of ours seem so much more rewarding and vital. I’ve done a lot of dates now with clients with disabilities and it really does open my heart up with gratitude that not only am I providing intimacy to someone who may struggle to find it in the outside world. I am also making a definite positive impact with my role as Winter Woods. The TLC website is such a vital resource and has brought so many lovers into my life that I shall always remember and cherish, as it’s through the dates with them that I find the root of my pride as a professional escort.
Moving away from this world for a moment, January was also when I took my first steps towards a monumental personal dream of mine. It began twelve months ago and is still very much alive now. A creative endeavor that I have thought about, slept on, yearned for and more.. was born truly twelve months ago. Where instead of saying ‘I really want to do this someday’ I woke up and I actually did it. Sorry for being vague but needs must in this forum, those who know what i’m talking about will understand the ride that the last year has been for me. The huge personal achievement that began in January 2024 and has only grown in leaps and bounds since.
Then came February, usually a rather dreary month began with a much anticipated lunch date, we dined high above the city and talked F1 non stop as there had just been some big news we were both eager to digest. The date continued on to a very intimate encounter, the months may have moved on but my memory of this date lingers for all the right reasons.
March strode into this review waving a birria taco and my favourite doughnuts! I am of course reminiscing on an overnight with a true sweetheart who indulged my love of food, both spicy and sweet. He not only provided the comfort but also clad me in some gorgeous new lingerie that I wish I never have to take off. I’d wear that slip dress everywhere if given half a chance. Psyche is its namesake, does that make him my Eros? If there was ever a goddess I should wish to be it is that of the soul.
Spring sprung many new lovers, it was a time of new faces, minds and bodies for me to get acquainted with. April and May was full of the unexplored. So much so that I spent a good chunk of it on trains travelling here there and everywhere. One very notable adventure involved a swingers club! This was my first time at any kind of swinging event/party and I went into it with a certain wide eyed wonder. My excitement visibly bubbling beneath the surface as I took it all in and opened my own sexuality to a rather public consumption. I’ve never been someone who enjoys being on display, I’ve never wanted attention that wasn’t absolutely necessary. So this really was something that set my nerves on edge. Little did I know walking into the club that evening that I would have one of the best nights of my life. If there is something to take away from this blog of mine, be it that I would love to do it again!
As we slunk into summer there was something of a treat waiting for me. One final hurrah between a favourite of mine and myself. We had ticked off several countries together in years long passed and with the mutual agreement we would do one more trip before professionally parting ways, he swept me off for a summer I will never forget. Together, we ticked off another two countries. One more bucket list activity. Dined on so many delicious meals I thought I may burst. And we sent off our final FMTY in style with a visit to one of the most extraordinary historical sites i’ve ever had the pleasure to see with my own eyes. It was two whole weeks of unabashed joy and memories that I shall treasure, always. When the time comes for me to hang up my heels and box away my feathery robes.. it will be with a contented smile that I got to experience the true generosity of some phenomenal men.
When the year began to cool and the lush greens gave way to those burning embers of autumn, more new faces made their introduction. One new face made several dates after our first in August, beginning each one with a drink and several laughs in a bar before he had to be reminded that I am just as insatiable as he. There was also an American beau with such a big heart and an equal adoration for tattoo’s that I delighted in showing him each new addition as I gathered new art on the body he showed great appreciation for. I am a huge fan of body worship, I very rarely look in the mirror and see a thing of beauty. When my lovers make a fuss of how down bad they are for my body, it quakes my lady parts into a literal flood.
Now as we all know halloween is my favourite day of the year. 2024 did not disappoint. When one of my oldest clients got in touch to whisk me off for dinner I raced to my wardrobe to find the most subtle yet spooky date appropriate look I could find. Dressed in my best rendition of lady of the night Morticia, we ate at this amazing restaurant discovered hidden behind a jurassic park themed golf course! (Dinner and dinosaurs! I really lucked out on this one! It is my favourite movie after all) A multi hour date of debauchery only heightened by our history. Every date with this suitor has gotten better and better as we’ve connected for so many years now. Through so many lifetimes, rebrands, hair colours and dress sizes. That kind of history you can’t replicate. Knowing one another inside out makes the dates a breeze and always some of my most memorable.
The end is near, I promise i’m almost done!
November began with a date who did their homework. I am of course talking about this blog of mine and the handy little date suggestions I made to try and manifest some scenarios I just knew would be such fun. I was right of course. As my date and I took to the back row of the cinema with a very hands on approach. Let’s just say there was subtle flirting and many, many margaritas as we enjoyed a movie like the back row lovers from your favourite romance novel. The race to get back to the bedroom after our heightened date was full of electricity, imagine dancing around sex for two hours.. intoxicating. I love the anticipation, the ramp up, a hand here, a kiss there.. breathless and heart racing as you’ve gone as far as you can without ripping the other’s clothes off! My date ideas are proven to be a good choice now, you really should take a look.
And finally there was December. What an ending! Not only did I make a new connection that was delightfully naughty.. he brought me back a few days later for an overnight where he not only served up my favourite take out (thai) but he also put on one of my favourite movies and listened as I pitched my point that I am in fact a modern day Bridget Jones. She is me, we are one. I will gladly throw up a powerpoint to argue my case. Knowing that someone thought so much of me that they just had to see me again, it makes me feel all warm and gooey inside. I want to bottle it up, that feeling of contentment, of being wanted and appreciated. Lather me up in it and let me sit in it a while.
So when the same thing happened again the next week with another new suitor, well let’s just say I was riding high on the intoxicating euphora of my dates in December. I’ve not felt that particular feeling in a long time. And to top it off.. my annual Christmas curse where something terrible happens to me… DID. NOT. HAPPEN. I am in shock, I am shook, my fingers tremble as a type this and I need to keep reminding myself it is now 2025. The time has passed and for the first time in my life, I didn’t just come out of it unscathed, but genuinely feeling the love and appreciation from those I had the pleasure of meeting or reconnecting with this past year. December was a testament to not giving up, to persevering through the tough times, being honest about your struggles, not sugar coating anything and then finally coming out the other side with the sun shining on your face. I am so content for the first time in a long time. The grass is green, the warmth of existence swells all around me and my cheeks are actually a tad sore from the grin that hardly left my face. It was a year of memories, condensed to a page on this little blog of mine. Yet they are alive and visceral in how I see the world now. Breathing new life into the story of Winter Woods. It was only fitting that I spent my New Year’s Eve and welcomed in 2025 with a curiously creative lover of mine. He made sure my year ended on a high and this new one began with a bang..
I can’t wait to find out what twenty twenty five has in store for us. There’s something in the air, you can almost taste it’s promise of more.. More memories. More snogging. More low lights and high heels. So many more dates, maybe in places i’ve never been or places you just have to show me. There's more life left in this Winter’s tale and I can’t wait to be it’s writer. So drop me a line, give me the first sentence of next year’s paragraph. What can we dream up together over the next twelve months? I imagine… something quite brilliant.
Yours Always,
Winter Woods x
