Review of Abbey of Agency Touch Of Class, Central London

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Basement flat in Gloucester Place. Felt just like old times 20 and more years ago when that was a popular area for prostitutes, mostly in basement flats too though the ones I visited were usually on the other side of the street. Small bedroom, well kept. Bed too small for any really lively traditional bedroom games but a good-sized bed probably wouldn't have fitted in there.

We had company. One other woman moving around and talking to a second person either in the flat or on a telephone. Bedroom door was closed but the company was still easy to hear. Door wasn't locked, so nothing to stop her wandering in. I didn't give a damn but other punters might feel less relaxed about that detail.

Agency site photographs of Abbey are a fair guide to what you get in the flesh if you apply the usual discount for what people can do with computers these days to clean photographs up and make them look nicer. In her case the cleanup has taken a few years off her age and a few kilograms off her stomach. In her unretouched state she's still OK, I'd say.

Personally quite friendly though not much talk. Her English was fine, so the lack of conversation wasn't because of any language problem.

General GFE treatment started almost straight away. "That's very promising," I thought. "Let's see how it goes when she warms up." Sad to report, the temperature didn't change after that. From her side, always more of the same. She went along with whatever I did and was agreeable enough about everything, but passive. No initiative, or nothing that I noticed. Didn't offer oral even at the two or three times when the opportunity was standing out more or less in front of her nose, but she did an acceptable job of it when I asked. The same goes for the sex. That's except for the fake noises of interest or involvement while I was inside her. Not good. They started on cue and then stayed at the same level (just like the GFE, in fact) for as long as they were there at all.

Finished my first round well inside the booked time but I didn't feel any particular need to carry on afterwards. That's unusual for me, to put it mildly.

The overall experience was very low key. Not something this particular oldie was hoping for, but I can imagine it could work well for other oldies looking for some peaceful GFE without the need for too much vigorous exercise. You'd never get a heart attack out of this one.