I had graduated college and wanted to spread my wings and venture out into the world. I had been attending college for four years and needed a refreshing break. I had made a lot of money that I had saved away from being a Dominatrix and decided that it was now time to enjoy it. A friend of mine in the Dominatrix business had told me about Amsterdam and to me it sounded like the perfect place to visit. Little did I know that I would end up living there for two years! I booked a flight to Amsterdam, Holland (The Netherlands). I had no idea what things were in store there for me. This was an adventure, one that I would never forget. The day arrived for me to catch my long flight. It took all day with a two hour layover in London. With the flight, layover and time difference, it was the next day that I flew into Schiphol Airport. The fog was thick and I wasn't prepared for the humidity that I was about to encounter as I exited the plane. Holland weather in June was nothing to be happy about, if you weren't used to humidity. Remember, Holland is below sea level. My wavy hair became instantly curly as the moisture from the humid air hit me like a broken dike! I was going to stay at friends flat in the small village of Hoofdorp, which was about twenty minutes from Amsterdam. My friend was a model I had met while partying in Los Angeles. I had mentioned to her that it would be fun to visit Amsterdam and she told me about her vacation flat and that she went there sometimes to veg out on drugs, sex and partying. Something that Amsterdam is well known for. After I picked up my bags at the baggage claim, I noticed several American fast food places at the airport and grinned to myself. Even in another country, we still have an effect on them, although the USA was still known for being a prude country when it came to sexual activities.
