..NAUGHTY MASSEUSE.. London, EustonKelly
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External Link/Members Only'Where there's trains, there's tarts': so goes the saying. Arriving an uncharacteristic 100 minutes before my choo-choo was scheduled to leave, I was itchy in Euston. Bluntly speaking, the picture of Kelly's muscular back suggested that the rest of her was likely to be in good order. And that, along with her 110+ AW reviews compromised by no negatives,
nor any lengthy blog offering her account of some former dispute, was more than sufficient to tip my trajectory towards her.
Comms and location:A very swift response to my initial text enquiry yielded an appointment agreed and booked in record time. There followed the usual routine of an approximate area to head towards which is later improved by the actual destination address once you have indicated you are close by. She was operating from a slightly better budget hotel, which was well chosen for its proximity to the station and the relative ease with which souls up to sordid business, like me, can anonymously slip through up to the room without attracting attention.
The MasseuseA deep-dyed redhead answers your ginger knock of the door. The room was compact but tidy and fresh - the bathroom towel-rack full and the floor unpuddled. I dried off, and stepping into the bedroom, found no obvious smell of Pirelli from earlier encounters - so either I was lucky and an earlier visitor myself (although it was late afternoon), or else I was even luckier and I had a thoughtful, well organised and diligent one on my hands. No offence was taken by my polite request to turn CapitalFM
the-fuck-off, so that I could enjoy the hour's worth of moments without undue aural pollution.
She smiles easily and sincerely; a good sign. It also reveals some pretty significant remedial brace-work in progress. She's clothed in an oversized slackers' T-shirt and not much else. Her English is good enough; lightly overlaid with a Polish accent. Her skin is darker than I expected, tanned, most probably from a bottle, but not
over-overdone, though I'm afraid I just can't find anything favourable to say about the temporary trend in
enhanced eyebrows. I found her no runaway beauty, albeit greater than the sum-of-parts attractive; a pointedly oval face with accentuated bone structure, a slightly aquiline profile and heavy green/blue eyes.
ServiceI was genuinely drawn by the massage. I like the way that as the pummelling progresses, I can simultaneously look forward to the anticipated treat heading inevitably my way, whilst also fooling myself that each featherlike exploratory touch is also a surprise heading who-knows-where. Her massage was pretty good, allowing for fact that beds are seldom optimal for that sort of ministration. She judged the pacing and my requirements well, although the spell was finally broken with the (perfectly reasonable) question of whether I'd prefer the foreplay covered or not.
Her top removed, and finally the mystery is over - she's a slim-to-medium build, though her tone, like mine, suggests she doesn't exactly flog herself to exhaustion in the gym and I'm guessing that she'll probably not deny herself a weekend beer or two at least, since the tummy is not flat. But here (
and prevailing on Sinz kindly stepping in as per), her current AW pictures are faithful enough and give you a good sense of her overall presence. And that, along with her application, meant that I was more than in-the-moment, asking for more and deeper kisses, which the orthodontic apparatus thankfully did not interfere with. The relentless grinding of loins rather than molars, ground down my self-denial so that when she judged it ready to ride, I was more than ready to be ridden.
Summary & conclusionI walked past the entirely unconcerned reception team and tripped out onto the street and warm May evening with a spring in my step, both re-energised and depleted by this friendly, appealing and creditable woman - relieved in every sense that I'd taken the punt on her. Nothing inures us to the pall of cloud that inevitably descends on us around Derbyshire, but this pre-train pat-down at least left happy, sunny memories to smile on through the lengthening shadows.
1hr: £120 / 90m: £180
Massage + FS
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