External Link/Members OnlyLocationPrivate first floor apartment in Wimbledon centre, a few minutes walk from the station and just next to the Morrisons car park. There's a bus station near as well, with benches. When it's time, you're asked to ring the bell and are then collected. It's on the street, but relatively discreet and nobody's going to pay you any attention. Shower available inside, with fresh towels.
CommsThis is a bit of a mixed bag. Calls were answered quickly, and texts saw a swift and clear response. However, I originally called up in advance and agreed two sessions during the week, this one and another. This was agreed and confirmed, with the usual request to finalise on the morning of the day of the booking. Come just before 9am on the day of the first appointment, I dutifully confirmed by text message, and three hours later received a response letting me know that my booking was no longer available, with an option to rebook for later in the day given.
So, the lesson here is don't bother trying to book in advance, because it won't be honoured. I'm trying not to factor the fact I was wondering around London pissed off into this review too much, because I tried to book again for the following day, and that was fine with no issues. You just have to make sure you're arranging on the day, or it seems you're going to miss out.
Price£100 the hour.
Service ProviderI saw Lin. Lin is a mid-20s Chinese girl with a petite and lean build. Unshaven in her intimate areas, unlike most Chinese girls I've seen. She's a little plain looking, but overall quite pleasant. She seemed a little demure, and although I tried to break the ice a little, it just didn't happen.
ServicesAn hour massage; I made a point of asking for a sensual massage on one of the days I visited, and a tantric massage on the other. There was no difference between them, so I suspect it's just a contrivance.
The MeetI'd seen Alice earlier in the week, and as I was in Wimbledon for only a week, wanted to make time to see both Alice and Lin, who are the two main girls working for this establishment. I'd been a bit put off with my earlier experiences, but made myself ring up and arrange a booking with Lin as well. This was quickly arranged on the day.
I turned up on time, and was directed to the front door more or less straight away. I rang the buzzer, and Lin emerged from a nearby door to let me in and usher me into the apartment. Lin was wearing civvies, a plain white tea shirt and jeans. She directed me into a room with a large double bed. After saying our hello and sorting out the paperwork, Lin returned fully naked and told me strip down. Some reviews have mentioned being helped to undress; while it doesn't trouble me, it wasn't my experience.
Asked hard, medium or soft, I opted for a soft massage. I can only really compare like for like here, against my experience with Alice earlier in the week. I would say Lin's general technique is just a little better than Alice's, but not by much. While I opted for a soft massage, this is distinctly sensual and not in any way therepeutic.
There was a gradual building up of arousal throughout, and I was eventually told to turn over, but I didn't really feel a sense of intimacy or warmth from Lin. Rather, she seemed fairly mechanical and while some people have reported things like kissing or RO but there was no suggestion of any of that here, if I'd been so inclined. But, at the same time, there was no objection from Lin to running my hands along the insides of her legs and, while I didn't, it seemed I would be allowed to access all areas in there, if I wanted.
Starting slow and gradually increasing speed, Lin started to wank me off, to bring me to a hand release and, after this, there was just enough time left to take a quick shower and be on my way.
OverallThis was a distinctive neutral experience. I got what I came for, and Lin is undoubtedly an attractive girl who does the job well enough so while it would be positive in comparison to other places, the difficulty I had in making appointments and the premium in price meant I didn't feel like I was getting my value for money.
