Soho Scarlet 52 Greek Street Soho Walk Up (down!)
For todays mission target was Italian Anna previously of 70a Berwick fame (Mon/Tues) and Chloe @ 4 Lisle (Sat/Sun).
Straight into Greek Street game face on focused on Soho’s only walk down - my first time venturing into the subterranean depths of Londons square mile of sleaze.
Pretending to be interested in the shitty T-Shirts for sale in the perminant pop up shop, I darted down the stairs to be vetted by an ogre of a maid at the first door and told to wait at the second like some roaring 20s speak easy.
I was excited as I heard the rustling of life on the other side of the door, eagerly expecting to be re-united with my long lost mediterranean concubine of choice - as the door swung up surprise! No it could not be - the famous-now-porn-star-£250-an-hour-adultwork-coutesan Soho Scarlett?! But it was! No 2 hour waits, no pushing through a gaggle of poorly shod creeps waiting outside - just a cheery smile and a polite long time no see!
Taken a back I entered to be met with a small glossy printed menu not out of place in an Emirates business class seat pocket. £65 for 20 minutes plus £10 for DFK and £2 for the ogre a veritable bargain compared to the adultwork rate of £250.
After parting with a stack of monopoly money plastic tenners I derobed and lay on the bed.
Scarlett was excellent - all dirty talk, sordid stories, GFE kissing followed by DT OW that had my eyes rolling back.
I requested she remove her under garments and we happily fornicated in mish, kissing deeply as she stroked me until I exploded. Wow!
Chatting as I dressed, got the low down on post-COVID Soho happenings. Quick snog and I was up the stairs trying to adopt the demeanour of a tourist mug tempted by over priced discount schmutter out into the Indian summer for some lunch.
Mission over accomplished, under and out ;-)
