Two days in Central, West & North London
I needed to go down to London to see some prospective advertisers and so having lined up plenty of calls I set out early and got down to my first call on the London Retreat just as they opened for business at midday. The London Retreat is an unusual operation, since all the ladies working there can come up with a wide variety of conventional services, but the rooms are well equipped for corrective services as well and it had been agreed that I could enjoy a half hour with one of their longest established stars, Kate, a shapely brunette in her thirties, as they put it so accurately on their website, somewhat of a cross between Liz Hurley and Demi Moore, but without any American accent. We discussed a role play scenario and Kate played it to perfection. Indeed we even overrode the time agreed by a few minutes, but I get the feeling that the customer due as I was due to finish might not have materialised. And then after concluding my business with Meryl, the boss, I headed into the city centre to top up the one sex shop needing books on this visit, the Soho Original Bookshop in Brewer St, which to get to, I had to make several diversions from my planned route, but eventually I got there.
http://www.londonretreat.co.uk
I now headed off to West Kensington and after topping up Simply Pleasure's branch there, I visited Mature Kensington Escorts, formerly known as Kensington Girls. If it is the more mature lady, who is, by virtue of her experience, well versed in how to please any customer that you are looking for, this is the parlour, or rather private flat for you. Operating from a luxury flat only a short walk from the branch of Simply Pleasure, they have been operating for some years and occupy a very successful niche in the adult services market, a lot of the ladies working here having served their apprenticeship at one or other of the city's leading agencies.
http://www.maturekensingtonescorts.com
My last successful call of the day was on Goddess Dionne, a black lady who sees her slaves at an address in the Baker St. area, but who is based and who also sees some at her home in Pentonville Rd., where I visited her. Fortunately I found a free place to park only yards from her front door and after a good long chat, where she admitted she was impressed by the new design of my website, I sold her some advertising.
http://www.queeningebony.co.uk
I next headed out to Holloway to visit Aqua Sauna, whose boss I had talked to before coming down, but when I got there I discovered his new receptionist, had not been warned of my impending visit, so with that it was agreed I should call again late the following day, since they only open at 5pm, and so with that it was off to my hotel, the cheapest one I could find in Greater London, the Travelodge on the Westbound Heston Services, a place with an interesting history. Either at the Westbound or the Eastbound Heston services or I suppose perhaps in the middle of the M4 between them, was where Neville Chamberlain landed when he flew back into England from the Munich conference in 1938, where he waved the piece of paper in his hand, an undertaking by the German chancellor, Herr Hitler, that there would be peace in our time. And we all know what happened after that.
The following morning I discovered for all its interesting history, the service station lacked any establishment where I could enjoy a decent breakfast, so I headed off along the M4 and then up through Acton to the Asda in Park Royal, where I ate an enjoyable cooked breakfast at a reasonable price. From there I headed up to the North Circular and then around to the A1 and then into London getting down to my first call of the day on the Bunny Lounge, now located in a flat in Upper Holloway and which is, after a pretty traumatic time for its proprietress, the inimitable Candy, getting into the swing of a well deserved comeback. Well deserved, because Candy was the victim of a very canny con man, a gentleman who even convinced me that Candy had gone off the rails and who almost swindled her out of the establishment, one of the, if not the, best independent private flats in all London. I had been led to expect that I might have enjoyed the ministrations of their raven haired Danish star, Jenny, a lady who clearly boasts a superb body and who from all accounts, knows well how to use it to maximum effect. But Candy is still getting over her problems with the con man and she could not even afford an advert for now.
http://www.thebunnylounge.co.uk
My next call was on Goddess Alexia, who divides her time between a luxury flat in Marylebone, just to the north of the Marylebone Road and about halfway between the Edgware Rd. tube and Marylebone station, and her home in Kensington. Just being able to afford such premises speaks volumes about how well she has done and she even has a further establishment in Krakow, back in Poland, her home country. I was treated to one of the most memorable sessions of my career some years ago, when she operated from a flat in Nottingham St., the other side of the Marylebone Rd., just beyond Baker St. Secured to an elaborate piece of suspension equipment, I was lifted with my legs well above my body, but my arms secured so my backside was very vulnerable and had one of the few experiences of my lifetime that I will always remember. I had visited this flat once already, and had not realised the equipment had been moved here. I even got the impression Goddess Alexia wanted to have her wicked way with me again and perhaps I should have let her, since my next appointment was not until four. Ah, well you win some, you lose some. Such is life.
My next appointment was back in West Kensington, where I was due to meet an old acquantance of Goddess Alexia, the almost just as formidable Lady Bellatrix, another attractive lady of a slender build, though from Canada, rather than Poland and who is working here, because primarily Canada is so boring, rather than London being the place to make one's fortune, which is, I am sure, the case with Goddess Alexia.
I arrived a bit early and settled down to some sudoku until Lady Bellatrix arrived at 4pm. We met at a pub in North End Rd., called the Cumberland Arms and we had a pleasant and interesting chat. I had indicated that she had sessioned in partnership with Goddess Alexia, but that apparently was a one off, her normal partners being Mistress Jezabel and the Hunteress and she mainly works in west London, particularly Chiswick. By profession, originally a journalist and a lady with an interesting history, she had worked as a bar companion or whatever they call such ladies, being friendly to Japanese businessmen in Osaka at one time, and she also does a fair bit of travelling, also working in places such as Vancouver, her home city and Los Angeles. A great Tweeter, she has quite a following, which certainly gave me food for thought. However she has clearly had to work hard at it and this blog and keeping on top of the 5000+ entries on my website is enough of a job for me. I had to admit to myself that I would have found a session with her interesting, I found her a very attractive woman, which I had not anticipated from her website, but it would have cost £50 to kick off with to rent the Chiswick dungeon and I got the feeling she was busy enough any way and did not need whatever extra publicity I could have brought her.
This simply left the return visit to Holloway and Aqua Sauna, which proceeded without any major incident and with that I headed out of North London, on to the M1 and eventually back home.
22/07/2013
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