External Link/Members OnlyThe front of the shop sells Thai bric-a-brac. I've never stopped to check out the goods.
At the back is a counter where I handed over the readies and met Stacey - somewhat overweight, not bad face, resonably polite but with an undercurrent of resentment.
I've been upstairs before but she led me down to a room in the cellar, windowless, cold and clammy. The massage table had a clean sheet but it was cold and damp underneath.
Massage not bad, she knew what she was doing and asked about pressure etc. Started with a hint of scraping my balls, gradually working up the intensity, strokes right in the crotch and a few on the arsehole. Knee and thigh right between my legs, working on my back with her hands... Then a bad case of premature ejaculation. Unbelievable.
She was quite nice about it to be fair, but uurgh. Left the scene feeling a little sick.