Eastern Promise, Finchley Road.
Outside you can see only the shop name plus the usual blinking "open" sign and a doorbell. Ring the doorbell, you'll be inside in 30 seconds that will feel like 30 minutes.
I have been here twice, months apart. Both negatives.
Both times I made the mistake of asking the chinese mamasan "is anybody available now?", the answer was clearly yes, she didn't tell me that she planned to do the massage! Different mamasan at the front desk each time, so I got fooled twice. Well, shame on me. Both not particularly young nor fit nor pretty: I try not to be too blunt in my reviews because beauty is subjective, but if I had thought with my brain it would have been them to pay me for sexual activities, not the other way around.
Both times an average massage and then the questions: 20 HR, 30 HR plus butt massage. The first time I kept my eyes closed and I went for the first option, telling myself I'm not a shallow person and looks aren't everything. Average HR but I wasn't really in the mood, and I kept wondering whether for 10 more I could have gotten a prostate massage. This is why the second time I went for the 30, and the answer is no, no prostate massage at all, just external caressing that my cat might actually like.
Both times I kept wondering: should I have asked for somebody else from the back of the shop?
So the second time actually some other punter rang the bell whilst I was getting my massage, I heard some other massause running to open the door and doing some conversation with the punter after letting him in. Thank you anonymous friend, since you left with an excuse it's clear that the backup lady was no better than the primary one (and that you're smarter than me), so I won't go back.
Also, before the first time I called to ask if they had rooms with shower and they said yes. Once there, there were no rooms with shower. Tiny rooms.
Ah, I really want to try Herbal Clinic in Cricklewood next month.
