Well had a bit of a shock recently. I was in need of a happy ending so ambled round to everwell in gerrard street. If there’s a more guaranteed extras venue in london I dont know it. Well maybe everwell in charing X road but that is sadly no longer with us. So anyway I went in knowing that I wasnt going to be getting massaged by any supermodels but at least I’d get a tug and maybe even something more.
Sadly that wasnt the case.
A middle aged chinese guy was behind the till so I asked for a 30 minute massage for which (after some comedy with the card machine) he accepted £35 in cash. At this point a younish woman comes through and they have an exchange in chinese. She says that the doctor will do my massage, indicating the bloke. Oh no, I say, I want a woman. She shrugs and after a bit more chinese indicates I should follow the doc.
I do so and immediately it feels wrong as we go upstairs rather than down. Im shown into a small office with a small massage bed and an oldish chinese woman wearing a lab coat. If Ive learned anything in my multi-year exploration of FBSM in london its that lab coats are not good.
I could have said no at that point. I knew with reasonable certainty that I wasnt getting a wank but I thought fuck it, I could do with a decent massage. Only it wasnt even that. It was the most random massage ever. First off there was no oil. She covered me in a towel and started prodding. She’d prod my shoulder for a few seconds, mumble something about pain, then move to my calf before switching to my glutes. It was truly bizzarre. In the end it wasnt the worst massage ever but it certainly wasnt normal.
Anyway the reason for describing all this is as a heads-up. For those, like me, who occasionally use everwell GS as a bit of a no thought required banker, think again. Maybe this was a one off but not 100% sure I want to risk finding out
