LenaEnigma Touch
External Link/Members OnlyPaddington, incall
1hr: £200
She doesn't appear to be currently listed on their site, though I believe she still works with the agency. Perhaps at a later stage I, or another member, can append her gallery and photos, as Tantraman so usefully does in his reviews and to others, when the mood strikes him.
With just over an hour to kill before I was due to hove westwards courtesy of GWR's finest diesel-power, I faced the prospect of either scrolling through Francis_Bourgeois's charmingly autistic train-fanboy insta reels whilst nursing a drink at, or close by the station; or else being railroaded and trammelled by some appealingly liveried Ukrainian rolling stock. It's a testament to Francis' heart-warming appeal that it took about a whole second for me wholly discount his online entertainment in favour of Lena's in-person, deepest, darkest, Paddington Bare experience. Herewith the rub:-
Comms and the agencyWhatsApp or Telegram are the modes du jour. Upon enquiry, we're typically responded to within a few minutes and receive two or more Collages of the day's rosta, including their various prices by time- it's all very clear and comprehensive and I can't help but wonder why this is still a relatively recent development with most such agencies. The agents' English is good enough to make the process quite straightforward, but not so fluent that there wasn't scope for some confusion on their part in understanding the question
'what time do you open?' In the event, on the day and time in question, the girl who I'd for several weeks had my eye on wasn't available in my window, and so it was to either be Lena and/or one other - both of whom were notionally free, including for four-hands-fun at twice the price, if I was so inclined: but reader... I wasn't on this occasion.
VenueOn the main street which takes us to the station's entrance, and about four minute's walk northwards to the Edgware Road, our hosts are found in a residential block, slightly set-back amidst various shops and across the way from a Post Office. We take a lift a few levels up and make our way through the rather soulless marble-effect cladded hallways, and out onto a short terrace. To our left we see a metal gangway leading towards what looks like a newer and jerry-built afterthought. Inside, however, it's cleaner and far more spacious than is typical for these sort of places - it's a two bedroom, one living room space, with the latter now being pressed into service as a third large working room: I was pleased to be there.
The broadLena is a compact package of young slavic womanhood. I'd guess she's around 20, far younger than my usual preference, 5'1-'2 small, and perhaps weighs in at 55-59kgs, which is to say, slightly more cuddly than would get my skinny-lust firing automatically, but well within and on the good side of acceptable bounds. Very pale skinned, blue-eyed and red haired, she enjoys a pretty, obviously youthful, rosy-cheeked face. She's approaching a solid 5.5, which might sound like faint praise, but she's nonetheless above average - and we do have to leave ample room for real, runaway and breath-taking beauties. She was dressed in a T-Shirt and what anywhere else but the beach would be unduly racy ripped denim shorts, which showed off the undercurve of her peaches to great effect.
EventsThe standard fare for my booked journey time was £120. The scheduled departure of my train from platform 3, scarcely 80 minutes hence, concentrated my mind, and in a move unusual for me on an introductory visit, where I typically like to see what might transpire between me and the masseuse, and enjoy that suspense, I opted to immediately ask her what upgrades were available. She seemed a little coy about this at first, though discomfort, if there truly was any, didn't survive more than a few moments. We opted for a body to body experience, with kissing (she was keen to push this at £20) and a blowie. I think that was an extra £50 or £60, for £190 or £200 all-in, and whilst this is more than similar offerings elsewhere, I wasn't put-off on this occasion, and perhaps oddly, the good quality and spaciousness of the apartment probably tipped the balance here.
Undressed, Lena revealed an attractive little bod - her waist to hip ratio is good; her skin is snow white and delightfully soft, though regrettably covered in tattoos, which despite my general disapproval of, I'll concede that hers are better than many. Her boobs are gorgeous little knockers to look at, though unusually soft and insubstantial to touch - one squeezes them, however gently, into squishy nothingness. My guess is that she may be on some sort of weight suppressant, which has the effect to atrophying muscle and fat. This was not unpleasant, but it is a new experience for me, and particularly for such a young woman.
Her opening massage was dutiful, and she didn't shirk away when I began to reciprocate her body's brushes against mine - rather she leaned further in, her breath before long deepening, and she began offering little pecks here and there, which quickly escalated to deeper, full-mouthed kisses. She said she was feeling horny, and as I was reaching the same conclusion, appreciatively warmed her hands on me, before pressing me to her tummy, then her mound, and playfully rubbed herself against me. By degrees she began venturing down, several times returning to kiss on the mouth, before enclosing her own around my throbber, and treating me to a satisfyingly good suck. The precise details of when, by what means, in what manner and where exactly I spurted is lost to me now, but as I write, I've just noticed the early hour, and whilst I feel remiss not giving you a fuller account, I'll have to summarise by saying that I was well-pleased with my inaugural visit.
SummaryLena is a pretty and sweet young gal, and a pleasure to spend time with.
ConclusionI have returned since and will do so again. Can commend.
