Thursday, 25 August 2011

Fancy Gets Physical

I wasn’t feeling particularly fresh or sexy yesterday and in fact I was down right dragging, having made the 4 staircase trip to the Minis at least twice during the night (God, I miss that Night Nanny.) but you know what they say, sometimes you’ve got to “just do it.” So I did.

“Wrap this around your ankle,” he commanded. “That ankle too. That’s right. No, tighter. Good.”

“Hold your hips still, right there, yes! This is beautiful. Like poetry. Excellent!” he cried.

“Jesus, you are a noisy one,” he chuckled, as heavy breathing gave way to grunts and finally outright screaming.

Utterly spent, I fell to my back.

“How was that?” he asked, pulling my knee over his shoulder, leaning forward, our faces just inches apart.

“Awesome. Thanks for that,” I sighed.

Oh God, do I love my very, very gay Fancy Trainer. I’m going to miss him while I’m on holiday. I can only wonder how the gym at our Fancy hotel will measure up.

Be back soon.

xxoo Frau Fancy

p.s. just in case you missed me In The Powder Room this week, it's IVF, private v NHS. Oh yes, I've really done it all. 


  1. 4 staircases? seriously? do the minis live in another apartment?? Have fun on your trip! (I wouldn't even bother going to the gym if I had to go up and down the stairs in my own house so much - which, actually I do - it's called free exercise!)

  2. Hmmmmmm... they SAY they're gay... I'm not so sure.....

  3. Yeah, I gave up the trainer, went for the yoga bitch instead. Like working out but less sweaty.

  4. Have you considered having lift installed? Have a great holiday :) x

  5. Wish I could have a fancy, noisy physical work out. Instead I watched 'Just Go With it" with my ten year old who had already give me the scenes blow by blow on way to dry cleaner. Its just so jolly glam over my way...

  6. um I might have to rent that. Given that I find my trainer the highlight of my week, sexually, I might even classify it as porn!

  7. but yoga bitches probably frown on my animal hide rug...

  8. ha ha! No, they live 2 flights down from me. In the "children's wing..." :-)