This place has given me English Amy, Pixie, Mira, Ella back in the day, lots of other lovelies whose names have faded - for me the list is disgracefully long. Yes, HOD is a bit of a conveyor belt. Yes - you know you are in a brothel shagging a whore. But the service quality was usually pretty good.
I rarely go to HOD these days - I'm busy, I'm getting old, I'm picky. But the last two or three times, the service has simply been objectively poor. I fear I won't go again.
Saturday was hot, London was full of young women with short summer dresses, jutting breasts and gravity defying bottoms. All this gave me the raging horn - so at short notice I phoned and was in through the HOD Victoria door within the hour. Ten minutes walk from the underground.
Serena is a dark-skinned Romanian girl. Slender body, lovely breasts. But that is where the positives end. All the usual restrictive practises ran riot. The wet wipes fell like confetti. Her attitude was charmless and totally lacking allure. She sucks cock with gusto - OWO - but I fear this alone is not enough to drag the punt to a neutral.
I am a randy old goat. I regularly leave a good punt hungry for another one. But this experience sucked all the horn out of me for a couple of days.
And - fuck - I took £100 out of the ATM beforehand, gave Serena £70, then between putting my strides on and making it to the nearest pub managed to lose the other £30. I'm an idiot. The same money as an hour with Sandra Curly. This officially makes the whole experience a tragedy.
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