External Link/Members OnlyTime: This happened weekday daytime in October 2022.
Comms: There weren’t any. I rang the bell on the off chance. It was answered quickly but the street is fairly exposed if you are of faint heart.
Venue: The Relax Centre is 2 minutes walk from Erdington Station set in a row of shops by a crossroads with traffic lights. As mentioned on previous reviews it has been refurbished since the days when the partition between the rooms didn’t reach the height of the ceiling! For the first time though I requested a visit to the toilet prior to starting and was ushered through the warren to a clean bathroom which also contained a shower.
The room: I’ve only seen the one since the refurb, its within four paces of the door. Its small but large enough, very subdued lighting. One thing to note the clocks are not synchronised. I thought at one point I had been short timed. I was in error, just that the clock you see on turn over was 15 minutes behind the one you first see when you are disrobing.
The lady: I was shown in by, I later learned, Sophia. Given I didn’t call she may have been slightly surprised and I got the whiff of organiser / manager vibes from her. She was around 5’3” wearing a mask as well as jeans and a little casual top with stringy straps. She showed me to the toilet and then to the room but I was slightly surprised when she came in to administer the massage.
Initial cost: She asked how long I was after and if I wanted relaxing or deep tissue massage. I asked for the latter and was told it was £45. I’m guessing I could have bartered but wasn’t in the mood. I was sort of grateful that I was able to be squeezed in.
The action. The massage started with some conditioning and warm up strokes ahead of one of the best massages I’d ever had. She sought out the knots and dealt with them. She gave a good firm massage that pushed the breath out of me at times. It wasn’t always comfortable but I knew it was what I needed. “Pain,” she asked at one point. “Uhhhhh…” I groaned in reply and she let go a very naughty little cackle.
After a good pummelling I was asked to turn over. Despite the pressure I was very relaxed. There had been very little suggestion of anything extra to this point as everything had been done with proper professionalism
Extras: On turn over I was asked “Finish?” I consented and was quoted 20. I didn’t ask if there was anything on offer. I got the impression given her dress and demeanour that this was her preferred level of intimacy and I was quite happy with that.
Everything was done to the same level of expertise as the massage.
Afters: She redressed the room and I got dressed. I asked if she was there all the time and she said yes and asked if I planned to return. I plan on doing so.
One final point - the next day I was tender from the administrations but I have felt much better for them.
