The Vivastreet advert:
External Link/Members OnlyLooking for a massage with extras I'd stumbled across some adverts on Viva Street offering tantric massage and suggesting extras, decided to check it out for myself.
Communication:
Good. Answered on first call, given the postcode and off I went.
Area:
1st floor flat in Forest fields area of the city. Side street off Sherwood Rise. Shop opposite so plenty of passers by, felt safe.
Event:
Rang buzzer and the door opened promptly, girl hid behind the door waiting for me to step in before revealing herself.
First impressions weren't good. The pictures on the Vivastreet adverts don't give much away, but it was obvious this service provider is a heavy drug user. Body was amaciated, teeth heavily stained from a combination of cigarettes and a crack habit, heavy rattle on the chest when she spoke.
As I stepped inside she locked the door behind and encouraged me to the flat up the stairs, I was trapped and thinking get the fuck out of here. This isn't what I signed up for. Ever the coward I carried on walking and entered the flat, then bedroom.
Given who had opened the door and the state of the building, I was expecting to walk into a crack den. This didn't happen. Room was clean, tidy and obviously cared for, not what I was expecting. 4 poster bed in the room.
The girl (didn't get a name) asked what I was looking for, 15 or 30mins. Thiss one just wasn't for me - unlikely to be for most unless you're into street girls.
I made my excuse about leaving my money in the car and apologised and left with the promise I would be straight back (such a coward).
I won't be.
I'd steer clear of this one guys, unless Skeletor with a drug problem floats your boat.
EMP