Review of Monica of Home Of London Escorts-Agency Barracuda, London

Click here to report a concern about this review

Click here for a PDF printable version

Basement flat on Cromwell Road. Inside it was well furnished. The room however, seemed to be the living room converted into a bed room. The bed was a bedsettee conversion type which was not very comfortable.
Apparently the bedroom was being used by her friend for a 2 hour booking.

Not as good as the pics. Ukrainian brunette in her teenage years (19 to be precise). Though Monica is pretty, she isn?t as fit in reality. She has a large bust but they aren?t as firm and ripe as depicted in the pictures. Bum isn?t as nice either.

Rang the bell of this fairly discreet basement flat with a side entrance. I was led into the room by Monica. I was rather taken aback that she had made no effort whatsoever, dressed in jeans and a jumper looking anything but sexy. Attractive girl but no stunner. When I felt the hardness of the bed, which appeared to be a settee converted into a bed I was quite disappointed and for a moment I thought whether I'd be better of seeing someone else.
However, I stripped down as did Monica, hoping that the service may well be good. Monica seemed disinterested and took off her clothes as if she was merely doing a duty and alarm bells started ringing as she lay down on the bed without a word and no attempt at trying to warm up and break the ice. Now, its understandable that her English is poor, but her attitude and personality were visibly cold and her lack of English was no excuse or cover up as I?ve had good experiences with girls who are less versed in English than Monica. My efforts to warm up to her were rejected.
I made an effort to chat with her and she smiled a few times though seemed nervous and fidgety. This girl is in the wrong job, and the sooner she leaves the better it will be for her. As a bonus, she does do a bbj and it was soft, and well given, but cim is definitely not on, and at the final moment she wanked me off to completion and handed me a roll of toilet paper to clean up.
Sat on the sofa staring blankly and made absolutely no effort to speak to me. Anything I said to her, was ignored and when I asked her a few questions, she gave a tired look and asked ?Vot do you vont? in a rather aggressive tone preferring instead, to fiddle about with her phone.
There was no point in carrying things on simply for the sake of it and no point in ringing the agency for a refund. Since my previous bad experience with Patricia of this agency I had vowed not to return, but having seen some glowing reports of other girls, I tempted fate. Perhaps I chose the wrong girl at the wrong time.
Not my favourite agency as I've always had suspicions they are the former (shamed) scandalbabes agency trading under a new name.