OK, a report on my visit to the infamous Elaine at 70A Berwick Street. This turned out to be an un-planned and unexpected encounter with the much-talked about Elaine.
The highlights then:
•An attractive girl;
•A tight toned body;
•Enhanced but a lovely pair of breasts;
•Met with a kiss on the cheek and departed in a similar way (which I find an endearing touch).
Yes, very much so, but with reservations.
Now to the details.
After a few weeks break away from our fine old country, a stroll around Soho became an urge, I could not ignore – despite encountering some amazing girls in the far Middle-East – even with the crowded, bustling streets of Soho, the fare on offer in our capital pales into insignificance in comparison to the charms abundant in the far-beyond.
So, wandered initially around to 34 Romilly, and was told that Monica was busy in the top-floor for over 40 minutes. In the lower flat, the maid described the girl as “Louisa, slim attractive girl”. She was also busy and had somebody waiting. Not finding anything appealing there, I trundled my way around the other establishments.
Ended up at 70 Berwick and thought I would chance my arm at the top flat, when previous attempts here have proven fruitless due to block-bookings of more than 2-plus hours with the girl. As I walked by, the maid in the lower flat opened up and announced that Kay was working. I have seen Kay previously and although a mature busty MILF, I was not interested at that particular point.
Amusingly, at the upper flat, when I knocked on the door, a punter answered it! He sheepishly closed the door again and a few minutes later, he jaunted out and away. I refrained from asking him if he was Dougslayer, as I would have found it impossible to inform him to what a pudding he is and how he messes the girls in Soho around and causes the authentic punters like myself more difficulties than anything else.
Anyways, Elaine appeared and asked me to go in. Apparently, the maid had popped out to fetch the girl her lunch. Which, I was told with no amount of certainty by Elaine, who stressed that 10-minutes was the maximum I could stay.
Unperturbed, I resolved to stay, as I wanted to check out the ravings about this lovely piece. Which, I do not consequentially regret, but I do not think I will be visiting her again. I’ll allow the “Fluffies” of this thread to keep their block-bookings, as clearly, this is what she is all about.
For the services, I cannot really complain. Her oral was good enough, although 90-seconds was more than adequate for her and it was indicated that that was going to be that and no point moaning about it. One position was offered (I paid £30, so this was rather bizarre), but nonetheless, it was a hot old day and one position suited me just fine.
She refused to remove her top at all times, although I gently tried to pull it down on two separate occasions. I was told, quietly, but firmly, that she did not “take her bra off”. It was more of a bikini-top more than anything, but I was able to push the cups asides and have a good fondle. I did not ask, but presumably, she would like to charge more for the pleasure of removing her top, which would not be worth it, not at all. She has a nice enough body and her boobs are obviously a huge asset, but not a £10 or whatever extra expense.
That did hack me off somewhat, but more so, was her evident reluctance to spend any amount of extra effort or to go beyond the allotted amount. To go the extra mile, if you like. Not that I think a girl should and a service is a service all in all, but there was a distinct, no-nonsense approach to things. Once finished, she pulled off very quickly, handed me the wipes and instructed me to clean myself up. At which point, she said that she was going next door to get her lunch. So, bemusedly, I said nothing and began to dress and I never saw her again! The maid did come in after a couple of moments to tidy up the bed and have a brief chat. Another rather chirpy maid, which I am finding very entertaining in Soho at the moment, the affable maids that are around.
In the brief few seconds before Elaine escaped next door, I did manage to ask her about longer appointments, when she brightened quite considerably and seemed very delighted in the prospect of being in receipt of them. She did confess that the times between 14.00-15.00 tend to be the quieter times and anything after 17.00, you can just about forget. I chanced by at 14.15, which is a funny time to be having your lunch, but there you go, I guess.
So, to sum up. Elaine is certainly a girl worthy of seeing. I would recommend her and more importantly than anything, she was very friendly and conducted herself immaculately, with some quiet but very pleasant dirty-talk during the deed.
Her services were good and she has a killer-body, which any man would enjoy.
The major downside is that she is a merchanary and is focussed on this in principal. Which is a shame, all in all. Excellent customer services skills would dictate that she can offer excellent services for the shorter bookings and this will then encourage punters to stay longer and that regular-base will increase exponentially. But what do I know, she may already have a large bank of regulars, considering the times I have gone by and she’s had long block-bookings!