Not being a London local I find it difficult to use this site to organise a massage because I don't have a clue where anywhere is! I know where I'll be, but then I don't know what neighbourhoods are nearby. Anyway...
In London earlier this week and was keen for a massage. Unfortunately I forgot my burner charger, and it was dead, leaving a walk up as the only option. I knew there were a few around Soho, so I went on the beat. Saw good reviews on here for Roseberry Spa so dropped in. Old lady behind the desk was very friendly but all she could offer was the haggard old Oriental sat beside her who was sucking on some noodles. I made my excuses and left. Walked past Rupert Jade, and fortunately there was a couple (?) standing outside looking at the menu, so I could join them and have a gawp inside. Appreciate there may have been more hidden away, but those I could see didn't take my fancy. Then White Lilly Spa. White girl sat in a chair facing the window like she was driving a train. Not too bad so I carried on and prepared to do a u turn. I then spotted Base Salon (appears to have previously been called Elements) and another white girl sat in a chair side on busy on her phone. Impulse took me in.
External Link/Members Only The number on this advert is the number on a sign that says 'massage' on the shop front.
Venue: Asked her about massage and she said yes and led me down some stairs to the side of her. It opened up into an empty hair salon with a door in the corner and a counter. She said she had a booking and so I was palmed off onto an Oriental lady who could quite easily have been the shocker that I had dodged 10 minutes earlier at Roseberry Spa. Fuck, I thought. Decided to proceed but switched to 30 minutes. Small massage room with a shower in the corner.
Cost: £40 massage and £50 HJ (yes, £50!)
Girl: I didn't even ask her name. Was even tempted not to have extras. She was late 40s, bob cut, pale, and a set of teeth that were crying out for the NHS.
Massage: Was good, but obviously not very long. Spent too much time on my arms. I had already decided just to lie back and think of happier times. I guess at around 10 mins left she asked the question, and was quoted £100 for naked HJ and £50 for HJ. My attempts at haggling got me nowhere, so went with the HJ option. Quite efficient and some decent ball play as I attempted to imagine I was somewhere else. Spaffed and cleaned up, and then I in the shower and on my way.
Although she was far from my desired girl, that's not her fault, so a positive as it ticked all the other boxes.
