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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Welcome seXXXies! 

I’ve officially been working at Candy for a little over one month! *Pops champagne!* 

Therefore, I wanted to give all of you an update on some of the new kinks I’ve become more interested in. First of all, let me say, that we are a NO TABOO site, everyone is welcome here and is not judged. However, people are only able to understand things that they genuinely understand. If there was ever a time in which you felt I was uninterested in taking your call, that is not the case. 

Personally, I never, ever want to come across as disingenuous on a call. People pay good money for our services, I care about customer service and I never want to disappoint anyone. 

In addition, I have spent a lot of time educating myself on various subjects over the last while. Everyone is different. Just because one person likes calls one way does not mean everyone with that particular kink does. 

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For my last day and night in Whistler, Daniel had some surprises for me. First, he told me he booked us a 7:00 pm dinner reservation at Rimrock Cafe. This restaurant is known for the best seafood in all of Whistler, maybe even the entire West Coast. In addition, he told me to go back to the spa and buy myself whatever clothes I wanted. Finally, he told me there would be one final surprise later in the evening. I couldn’t wait.

To start my day, I headed to the spa. Wanting my nails touched up and a body wrap, I knew I would feel good tonight. Not to mention, I might as well take my last opportunity to enjoy that luxurious pool and sauna.

Next, I went shopping. Daddy knows I do as I’m told. First, I stopped by The Abigail Lifestyle Boutique. I purchased a black mini lace dress as well as one light pink and one emerald green floor-length dress. 

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Now back in my Whistler Townhouse alone, I reminisced on the hottest sauna fuck with my new friend Riley the previous day.

Always amazes me how down to fuck other girls are. Not surprisingly, men I’m with never consider it cheating if I’m just fucking other girls, especially if they’re invited for a three-way.

So, Whistler has this amazing 360-degree gondola with glass windows you can see out all sides. Daniel had bought tickets for himself, myself, and Riley. The three of us were planning on meeting there around 3:00 pm. 

I picked out a short jean skirt, without panties, and a white cable-knit halter crop top. In addition, I wore my white Canada Goose jacket and white and beige Canada Goose boots. Damn, I always look so cute. 

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Still sitting in the hot tub, I cannot believe this spa menu. Not to mention the prices, thank goodness Daniel gave me his black card.

First, I booked The Ultimate Escape package which included a massage, facial, manicure, and pedicure. Second, I added Whistler’s Signature Treatment, which included a body wrap and scrub, access to their baths, and a luxurious hair and scalp treatment. In addition, I added a foot and back treatment. This spa day was going to cost Daniel an easy $1,500 CAN and that wasn’t even including an automatic 17% gratuity. 

Knowing I didn’t need to get dolled up for the spa, I tried to find something comfortable to wear. Settling on a light blue vintage Juicy Couture tracksuit with nothing underneath, I slipped on my white waterproof Ugg boots. 

Next, I grabbed my white Marc Jacobs tote and my room key and headed for the spa. 

Walking into the Four Seasons Whistler Spa, I was blown away. The smell was the first thing that hit me. Not being able to quite identify it, it smelt woodsy with hints of ginger, cedar, and plum,  it was amazing. 

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For a while, I had been seeing this guy named Daniel.

The last time we had met, we fucked in an Igloo. When I left, he handed me a red envelope with a monogrammed “D”, I couldn’t wait to find out what my next adventure would be.

Daniel had instructed me to wait until after the New Year to open it.

So, after New Year’s, I am sitting in my bedroom with the envelope in my hands, eagerly anticipating what is inside. Slowly, I press down on the wax seal, it cracks, and the envelope pops open.

The note inside read as follows, “We’re going to a Nordic Spa, I’m not telling you where. Be ready for the helicopter tonight at 5:00 pm. I will meet you there”.

Being a Canadian, of course, I love Nordic Spas. There are Nordic spas all over the world and they tend to operate on the same principle: hot, warm, cold, rest, repeat. Continue reading “Jemma’s at a Nordic Spa” →

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Okay, okay, let’s get one thing straight sissys. When I was brand new at Candy, I told people I didn’t usually do sissy calls. That was before I found out how fun they are! That was also before I realized how fun it is to pick out your outfits and give you fashion advice! Honestly, my fashion advice is way too good to not be paid for. Love chatting in the playroom and talking about fashion and clothes. However, I need you to call me. Preferably, Skype calls, show me your entire wardrobe and all of my options to put you in. 

This blog is dedicated to the sissys and 2024 fashion! These outline some of my personal opinions on what I think will be all the rage this year. 

COLOURS

I’m still loving the Barbicore pink. It has been in for a while. That being said, I think one of the big colours this year will be white. Not just any white, but wearing white all year long, even after Labour Day. Specifically wearing white this winter. Seemingly, light lavender, mint green, and dusty blue or pink also seem to be in this winter and they are also traditionally not winter colours. 

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Okay, since you loved me breaking down those Canadian stereotypes, I’ll break down a few more. Let Jemma tell you all aboot Canada!

I just need to clarify one thing before I begin. I refuse to own the fact I say “aboot”. I don’t believe you. I will own the fact that I said Eh, but I refuse to believe I said aboot! Yeah, I’m looking at you, Daddy.

All Canadians Speak French 

False. Most Canadians do not speak both languages. Canada does indeed have two official languages, French and English. When I was in the professional world, I used to lie on my resume and claim I spoke French. In my defence, I was forced and did take it for 10 years. Unfortunately for me, I didn’t learn a single thing.

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Okay, okay, I’ll admit it.

Indeed, I am a Canadian.

When I very first started at Candy, I was overly cautious of protecting myself and my location so I lied and pretended to be an American. Living, “close to the Canadian border” I would say. 

Well, once I started saying, “Eh!?” on calls, it was pretty obvious where I was from. 

Please, do not ask me what part of Canada I am from as that is not safe for me to reveal. 

In this blog post, I am going to break down some common Canadian stereotypes and tell you whether or not they are true for your favourite Canadian, Jemma. 

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One question I am often asked in The Playroom is what my hands look like, feel like, and what kind of rings I wear on my fingers. 

Writing this blog, specifically for those tiny clients I love. 

Let’s start with my bare hands and fingers.

I’ll admit something embarrassing. Epilating is when you use a little “razer-like” machine to remove hair from your body. I epilate my hands and fingers because I have dark hair, and I hate seeing tiny hairs growing on my fingers or the dorsal side of my hand. So, they are smooth and completely hairless. Not to mention, I am addicted to hand lotion and apply it constantly. Nice, soft, and supple. Just like my tits. 

Next, as for my fingers, I wouldn’t say there is anything particularly unique about them. My ring finger, middle finger, and index finger on both hands are usually a size 7-8, weather dependent. When it is really cold my fingers shrink and when it is hot, they swell, as they do for most people. Did you know, none of your fingers are the same size? Just because your left index finger is a size 7, does not mean your right would be. 

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Once upon a time, in the world of 2003, a beautiful girl named Jemma was born. 

Now, let me tell you why Gen Z is both the best and worst thing that ever began happening to this earth. 

First, like most people born between the years of 1997 through 2012. I have never known a world without cell phones and the internet. 

I’ll illustrate this. 

For example, have you ever seen the episode of Seinfeld where George, Jerry, and Elaine are stuck at the Chinese restaurant, famished, and not being seated?   

The entire time I watch the episode, all I can think about is how an iPhone would solve all their problems. In 2023, the episode almost doesn’t make sense. Like, can you tell me what a payphone is? All I know is this site is pay-to-play. 

Ironically, my generation tends to hate answering their phone to a call without a heads-up first. 

Quoting Kelly Kapoor, “You want to call someone that texted you? Do you want to drive them away? I mean…”

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