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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Waking up the next morning, Daniel was nowhere to be seen. Unsurprisingly, he loved to be a man of mystery. Noticing the red envelope on the bedside table to my left, I decided to crack it open. The note inside read as follows, “Good morning Jemma. Take my Amex Black Card and book yourself any spa service you want. Also feel free to shop and order anything you want from room service”.

Amex Black Cards really are the way to my heart.

Browsing the room service menu, I called the front desk.

“Hello, my name is Jemma, I’m so sorry, I’m not sure my room number, or honestly where I am, but do you mind sending me Avocado on Sourdough Toast as well as a Morning Manic smoothie? By the way, would you also mind telling me where I am?”, I asked the front desk person.

“Good Morning Miss Tomsin, first of all, you’re at The Four Seasons Whistler and you’re staying in our Townhouse Suite. Second, yes I will have that to you right away, we have Daniel’s black card on file”. a man replies.

Continue reading “Jemma’s in Whistler” →

Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

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” →

Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

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. 

Continue reading “Jemma’s 2024 Fashion Advice for Sissy’s” →

Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

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.

Continue reading “Jemma’s Aboot Canada” →

Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

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. 

Continue reading “Jemma, the Canadian, EH?!” →

Adult Baby Phone Sex

XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419 – XXOO Anna 1-844-332-2639 ext 203

Adult Baby Phone Sex

It was a normal day, and Tami needed her breakfast. Here! Said Laylene, ‘’you take her, or she’s going to suck me dry. I need a short break.’’ Mama Anna took Tami to the rocking chair to breastfeed her breakfast. Tami latched on quickly and twirled her hair as she suckled and admired the Christmas Tree. So prettys with all of its lights, tinsel, bulbs, and toys. Laylene had even stuck a giant Dildo on the top to replace the star. A dildo she would later use on Tami. It was a naughty, downright dirty Christmas tree in this house of filth and sin… Tami went down for a nap, and Anna joined Laylay in the kitchen as they sipped Peet’s holiday roast together which Tami had prepared earlier for them.

Continue reading “Adult Baby Phone Sex – Tami’s Transition Into The Holidaze – Part 1” →

Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

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…”

Continue reading “Jemma is Afraid of Her Phone” →

Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449

Caught in a compromising position, of pussy out and fingers shoved deep in said pussy. Molly makes the quick decision to just go with the flow and see where this could lead. “Pardon my mess on the desk good sir.” Molly slowly pulls her fingers from her hole. “My momma raised a good girl and I always clean behind myself. Pulling her legs off the desk, Molly moves closer to the desktop. She makes sure to keep eye contact with him while lowering her head to the desktop. Molly leans down more and licks her cum off the desktop. Watching his Adam’s apple bob causes Molly pussy to start reviving itself. Molly stands up and picks the envelope holding the cleaning crew’s Holiday bonus. She leisurely ambles her way over to him. Looking to his name tag, “Carl, this is the cleaning crew’s Holiday Bonus.” She rubs the envelope across her chest, before handing it over to Carl. “Sorry that it’s a little wet. I didn’t realize how messy I can be.” With a wink to Carl, Molly backs away and moves towards the front of the desk.

Continue reading “Listen for the Jangle!” →

Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449

“Lucky me!” Molly groans. I drew the short stick and now I must wait around the office for the jingling of cleaning crew’s keys to show up so I can give them their Holiday bonus.  Molly plops in her office chair and throws her legs up on the desk.  “I hope they don’t take forever getting here. I am tired and horny and ready to go home.”  Well, more horny than tired Molly thinks to herself. The quiet of the office settles in around Molly.  Only the low hum of the computers competes with the ticking clock as noise.  Molly glances at the clock again, only five minutes have passed since she last looked at it.  Frustrated about having to wait, Molly closes her eyes and tries to meditate. As Molly frustration over having to wait lessens, another feeling starts building in her.  “I am so horny! I haven’t been fucked in weeks and my pussy is demanding that I fix that.” Molly tries to slide her pencil skirt up towards her waist but realizes that her plump ass is not allowing that to happen. Popping out of the chair and lowering the zipper to her skirt.

Continue reading “Listen for the Jingle!” →

Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

The thought of having an ultra-realistic, sexy, female sex robot, has always turned me on. Yes please, Siri can you fuck me? Except Siri is an annoying ugly bitch who no one wants to fuck, then there’s Rita…

I found out about Rita in December and I knew I had to have one. She is the hottest girl I have ever seen. She says that she has very advanced AI and she can be programmed to suit your every need. Yes, please.

On my early celebration of  Christmas morning, I found the most amazing gift under my tree. The box was life-size and wrapped in the most amazing pink Christmas paper.

After tearing open the box, my eyes were amazed to see Rita. She powered up immediately and I couldn’t wait to play with her.

I wanted to wait to take her back to my place in privacy, then we could really have a good time.

Once I arrived home, I sat Rita down on my white 70″ Barrel Chair from Pottery Barn. That would be a good spot for her, I decided. Continue reading “Jemma Meets Rita” →