bordering on Neutral.
So, I went to LMP 5 years ago at Lancaster Gate, Lady Em was there and it was Fun.
Now :
External Link/Members Only12 minute walk from Paddington, Marble Arch or Lancaster Gate – triangulate those three, and you’ve got it!
I chose this Party for the absence of masses of tattoo’s and huge boobs.
For those of you who are nervous, yes, the anticipation does jangle the nerves.
I’m a fairly seasoned escort punter and have lost some of the ‘excitement nerves’ but this one certainly got the adrenalin moving.
I arrived early and killed some time in the local pub – no, not Dutch courage, that’s a sure killer.
There were a bunch of rowdy, beer-swilling blokes and I’m thinking “OMG, they all know each other and are going there ‘en masse’. Total paranoia!
1 x Vardenafil an hour in advance and another one tucked inside my cheek, on arrival, for top-up, an hour later!
All your valuables are kindly and securely “surrendered and sealed” like a Custody Desk but much more civilised – Peace reminded me if I really needed to keep my watch! Of course not.
The mix was 6:5 so nearly one-on-one.
I was last into The Room so had to hang around for a bit which wasn’t a huge problem because the other guys were totally engrossed in their activities, the girls were welcoming and chatty and you can help yourself to wine and cheese.
Barbara eventually engaged with me and although she’s far too heavily built for my taste, etiquette dictated that I should go with the flow.
As I imagine with most Parties (I’ve only been to two), event details get pretty blurred.
She got me ‘up and going’, Cowgirl was beginning to ‘flag’ a bit and, miraculously, I came in Mish.
Big disappointment – Renata has ballooned in size in the last five years – bum, tum and boobs. I tried really hard with sex and oral to no avail.
The banter is easy going and ice-breaking – a phone rang at some stage and I remarked that someone’s wife was obviously on the war path!
On the flip-side, Daniella was very nicely penetratively riding me, Great figure (Romanian!) but her banter reached a point of me thinking : “Hold on girl, I’m giving you my All and you don’t appear to be appreciating my efforts”. Lost the wood, a bit.
Pizza at Half Time so you don’t need to find a kebab (!) shop on the way home.
Warning – Digression – Skip the next paragraph if you just want to know about the Sex.
At the end, a bit drained and knackered, got into conversation with Daniella and an absolutely charming and interesting 70 (?) year old man – could easily have had the charisma to have been a Judge, for all I know. You know, the rather ‘considered’ mode of speech. He just seemed so relaxed and natural.
While drying off in the Shower Room, got into another conversion with a 65 (?) old Italian, both of us quite happily stark bollock naked, and he’d just done a “double header” (1 – 3 pm And 4 – 6 pm) and he’d been to LMP/TPC 85 (eighty five!) times in the last five years.
Neither of them expressed any great interest in escorts – complete Party animals, in the nicest sense!
So, you nervous newbies, these Parties aren’t a bunch of 6’5” rugby brutes, posturing around, laughing at your little willie!
I did leave the Party with a nice sense of Warmth and found myself standing next to a 55 (?) {the age is important, he wasn’t a kid} squaddie in combat uniform on the Tube and got chatting to him as well! Iraq, Afghanistan, Syria - very interesting.
OK, back to the Sex.
None of the girls were into kissing, at any level.
Sometimes felt a bit like a Conveyor belt.
All a little bit detached.
OK, they get an hour between shifts plus they clean up during the Party – natural hygiene.
If you like the interactive variety of Party sex, Phoenix is GREAT and Barbara managed it very well.
You can wander around, eventually without even bothering with your Dressing Gown, and massage various bits of female anatomy to their great enjoyment without interfering with their ‘client’s’ fun – maybe even aiding it.
Lady Em was apparently up in Birmingham arranging similar Parties, £100 for 3 hours – well, The Smoke is well renowned for its expense.
If it’s on your Bucket List, do it.
If only once.
It may appear terrifying but it isn’t.
I’m going back to 1-2-1’s but that’s choice, not fear.
£160 = £80 per hour and I fucked three girls, albeit only one to completion.
Enjoy.
Gm