No. 116148 - Published 25 Feb 2014
A new establishment. This is now my second visit to the place. The management has changed, potentially for the best, but this is yet to come to fruition. The rooms are well appointed, and washing facilities are available. They have attempted to attract some of the MK girls here, and frankly put, they are to pursue this as much as possible, as there are still “baggage” from the old regime, and this is putting the quality of service provision all the way down, detrimentally, very much so.
This lady was purported to be 26, size 8 with a D-cup bust. All of which, I would strongly doubt, the age being significantly exaggerated. I found this lady not a GFE in the slightest and her always patronising approach was particularly frustrating. She questioned me about a topic I was clearly uncomfortable about, but yet, gushed with admiration, when it isn’t warranted, or even deserved. This was specifically so, when she learnt, not informed by me but the house, what profession I do.
I have to write this review, for in all truthfulness, it was so bizarre, so extraordinarily untoward, that the story has to be told. Things didn’t begin well, when I arrived, to find one girl ready to go, but her coyness and lack of confidence to discuss with me her services and prices, put me off her. I opted for the other girl, but she was running late. Back and forth we went, and my pre-arranged later excurtions were delayed. Resulting that I could only stay with the lady for no more than 20 minutes. I was content with this, if only the service had matched the price.
I asked Leah to her provision and she told me it was “all-in”. I said OK, and asked about kissing. This was met with a grimace and an eventual agreement, but one single peck, the fleeting of touches and no more was attempted, offered, or even indulged. This alone is worthy of a negative grade, but then the encounter got stranger and stranger.
I asked then for oral. She agreed and said that she was going to put the condom on. I asked about OWO, but this was flatly refused. It was about now I began to feel rather reticent and my verve for the encounter seriously began to wane. I lay on the bed, and she then attempted to put the condom on, with me slack and limp, without any tenderness, feeling or nothing. After an unsuccessful attempt, she gave up and asked me to do it. Unbelievable! She actually asked me to put the condom on myself.
Bemusedly, the job was done and then an attempt at oral began. Unenthusiastically, unfeeling and poor to the point of blandness. I halted it, as I just wanted out.
Then came another shock. She asked me to remove the condom and to put a new one on. To my utter bemusement, I asked to why this was necessary and bacteria was mentioned. I dutifully obliged and then sex was attempted. If nothing else, I thought this would be OK, but sadly enough, I was yet again tricked in my elusions. Whilst in missionary, Leah clenched her upper thighs, making any movement and deep penetration extremely difficult, a strange and unnatural posture and one that was clearly done to hinder.
In short, an extremely poor punt, with a lady, falsely described, far-embedded in the old regime, with a poor service and one that certainly needs her issues resolving if she is to perform at any level in this profession.