my review of the year 2022

It has been a good year for me. I set out to limit myself to one paid-for sexual encounter each month. I have had more than twelve though. Until today I had had twelve paid-for sexual encounters resulting in orgasm and today I had another one. That's better than last year, better than any year (yes I do keep records). As you will know if you have been reading this blog, I don't always have an orgasm.

In January and February I went to my nearest brothel, Rock Ferry Thai Massage. I had sex and orgasms with Emma and Maya. So far so good. I had another orgasm with Maya in April. In April and May I had sex and orgasms with Pepsi at the same place. Pepsi is much more attractive that either Emma and Maya. The second time with Pepsi she let me snog her while I was on top of her, which made it even more enjoyable.

In June I made two daytrips to Sheffield. On the second one Alec at Diplomat let me use one of my thin condoms, which is probably why I had an orgasm with her but no one else. In July I had a daytrip to London, I went to Soho and visited a couple of walk ups.

In June I started going to a flat that I found out about in Southport. Some of the women who go to Rock Ferry Thai Massage also go here. In July saw the lovely Joy again here. When I didn't orgasm she said it was because I had taken viagra. She said next time don't take viagra, she will be able to give me an erection without it.

In September I went to Angel Lodge in Liverpool looking for Megan. Instead I found the very attractive Olivia. I shagged her until I came. In October I decided to go to the brothel in Manchester which is run by the old Thai woman who also runs Rock Ferry Thai Massage. I was lucky to find Pepsi there so I gave her a good shagging.

This month I shagged Joy again at Rock Ferry Thai Massage and this time I orgasmed. It wasn't because I didn't take a viagra, I had taken one. I don't know what difference it makes but sometimes I think that when it is starting to wear off then I get both a good erection and resulting in an orgasm. I've seen Pepsi three times this year and orgasmed twice, Joy two times and orgasmed once. Quite good going for someone of my age.

In my last blog I told you about the new Chinese brothel down by the docks in Liverpool. I have been there six times since October. The first time I saw Yaya. I shagged her without a condom. I recently had an HIV test: you have to wait 7 weeks before you can have the blood test that will tell you if you have the HIV infection. You can have a test kit sent to your home, I did that but couldn't get enough blood from my fingers so I arranged to go back to the GUM clinic where they took my blood. They test for other STIs too. I will get the results soon but I'm not worried, it will probably be negative.

The second girl I saw here was slightly more attactive than Yaya and wanted to use a condom so we did. The third girl was called Ee-purr. I've no idea how she spells it but that's what it sounds like. She was very pretty and young, smiley and chatty. The fourth girl didn't look happy at all. I started thinking this brothel must be a bad place. First a woman who didn't seem to know about condoms and now a girl who looks unhappy.

On the internet someone said it should be closed down. He said that the man who seems to be security there is to stop them escaping. I don't believe that. There was a documentary about trafficking I have written about. A Brazilian woman was deported, she tried to return to Britain, saying that she needed money for uni. A police officer said that the women aren't coerced but they don't know what they are letting themselves in for. They face rape and robbery and therefore it all needs to be stopped.

However, it is the system that makes them vulnerable to rape and robbery. Police activity means they often work alone. At this Chinese brothel in Liverpool they are not going to be raped or robbed with that security guard there. I don't know what the answer is.

A few days ago I went there again. This time it was the most beautiful woman. I like Japanese pornography, one reason is that often they have very beautiful women in it. This woman was as beautiful as any. I asked her name. I thought she said Bingo, I thought what strange names they choose for themselves. I felt a sense of unreality because she was like a dream woman to me.

I went to see her again today. Like the last time I got on top of her and fucked her. This time though I had an orgasm. Both times she had let me use one of my thin condoms. She is very engaging, smiling and laughing, talking and looking at me in the eyes.

I said she should take my phone number so that when she comes back to Liverpool she can text me and I will come to see her again. To my surprise she said yes. She said her name isn't Bingo, it is Bingu. That's her real name. I thought they might not have a bathroom there to keep themselves clean. Turns out they've got a really nice one, I've been in it.

In my last post I said that one thing I like about Meena is that she stays with me for the full half hour after I have orgasmed, massaging me and talking to me. When I saw Joy for the second time this year it was the same: perhaps they are different with regular clients. It was the same with Bingu today.

Sometimes I think what would 'cure' me of my desire to visit sex workers. It wouldn't be a series of bad experiences. It could be a series of wonderful experiences, such as I have had this year. If someone had a perfect holiday, might they consider that they don't need to go on holiday again? They have found what they were looking for. They found the perfect holiday. No need to search any more.

I won't be visiting a sex worker for a while. It might be different when it comes to the summer. If I get a text message from Bingu I shall see her. If I make a daytrip to Blackpool and Pepsi is at this brothel I told you about then I shall see her. I'm tempted to make another day trip to London now that I know Sabrina is still in Greek Street and Poppy is still in Greens Court. I missed out on seeing them on this year's daytrip. I would have to plan it better if I wanted to see both of them on the same day.

I will tell you all about it if I do. In the meantime I will keep myself informed about the legal aspects of sex work and pass on anything important.

down by the docks

I told you that there is only one brothel in Liverpool now. I have found another, down by the docks. I don't think you would want to go there though.

Since my day trip to London in July I have been to Angel Lodge, the brothel in Liverpool that I have told you about before. I was hoping to see Megan, who I have seen several times before. Instead there was Olivia. Olivia is taller, thinner and younger than Megan. She has tightly-curled blonde hair, a light tan and very white teeth. She is also very friendly. I told Olivia that Megan let me use my ultra-thin condoms, if they were in an unopened pack.

Olivia didn't tell me that I could do the same. We had sex with one of her normal condoms but I still had an orgasm. I went to see her a second time. I told her that I had seen a model in a clothes catalogue who looked just like her. So much so that I thought it might be her. The same hair, light tan and white teeth. So, if you want to know what Olivia looks like, go to the Joe Brown's site. Perhaps that look is becoming fashionable.

I have also been back to the Thai brothel in Rock Ferry. I have seen Meena twice. Meena is older and not so attractive but I like her. She lets me use ultra-thin condoms. One of the things I like about her is that after I have had my orgasm she stays with me for the full half hour that I have paid for. She gives me a massage and we talk. I pay £60 to see Meena but only £50 to see Olivia (or £60 if I also want oral sex without a condom).

I told you before that I have been finding out about where the women go when they are not working in Rock Ferry. I know that Joy sometimes works for a couple of weeks from a flat in Southport. I went to see her there. It makes a nice day out. I thought Pepsi works there too, but it turns out another woman I have seen in Rock Ferry calls herself Pepsi when in Southport. I knew her as Emma and I don't like her. She is older like Meena but not friendly.

The old woman who owns and runs the Rock Ferry brothel also owns a brothel in Manchester and another one in Blackpool. I went to the one in Manchester (6 Park Place) for the first time. The old woman opened the door and recognised me. I was in luck because Pepsi (the real Pepsi) was there. I had half an hour with her. I didn't know about this place until recently even though it was in the next street to a favourite brothel that has closed permanently (Salon 24).

The Blackpool brothel is at 23 Cookson Street. I have not been there but I would like to go. Next time I feel like a day out in Blackpool. I have told you about my days out in Blackpool in 2019. I can phone to find out who is there. I can find Pepsi and avoid Emma. Cookson Street is an odd little red light district in Blackpool I have told you about.

When I saw the advert for the new Liverpool brothel I thought it was going to be like the brothel in Rock Ferry but it is very different. I have not been to a place like that except once many years ago in Croydon. You phone the number and a woman answers. She will tell you the street (alley) to go to. It's near the Baltic Fleet pub. When she has seen you then she will tell you the number of the flat.

The door is opened by a Chinese man. He knows little English but gestures for you to sit and wait. He sits in the same room as you. It smells of Chinese food. When the previous customer has finished he will come down the stairs and walk past you to the door. You go up the stairs to a small room.

The woman I saw the first time was young and attractive. She told me her name is Yaya. She speaks next to no English and I realised that the woman I spoke to on the phone is not the same woman. I also wondered if she has washed since the previous customer or changed anything on the bed.

We did some kissing and touching and then I indicated I wanted to get on top of her. I was expecting her to reach over for a condom but instead I got a slightly puzzled look. It took me a couple of seconds for me to realise that I could fuck her without a condom. Foolishly I did. I really enjoyed it.

I had some ultra-thin condoms in my bag but I didn't think to use them. Afterwards she continued to be friendly, helping me on with my clothes. She looked me in the eyes and asked me if I am English. I have an unusual eye colour and she wanted to know which ethnic group has eyes like mine.

Later I thought that if I had known this would happen I would have used one of my ultra-thin condoms. Then I could have gone to a GUM clinic and got PrEP. I have been on it before and if you take it before unprotected sex you won't get HIV. Then I could have gone to the brothel again, fully prepared for any eventuality.

I searched for information about it and realised there is also something called PEP. You can take PEP after unprotected sex. I went to Boots and they said go to the GUM clinic in Liverpool. I went there and they said go to A&E. I went there and they said go to the walk-in GPs surgery in the same hospital. I went there and they said I would have to go back to A&E: they haven't got any PEP.

Two weeks later I went back to the Chinese brothel. A different girl was there. She was prettier, taller and thinner than Yaya. She wanted to use a condom so we did. She hardly spoke any English. I asked her name. I can't remember it because it sounded Chinese but I think it begins with an N. I asked her about Yaya. I think what she said was that Yaya is in London and wouldn't be coming back: there are only 3 girls who return there again and again.

I think the reason these women do this is because they can make a hell of a lot more money than in a garment factory in Shanghai. They aren't looked after properly though. They should all be told about condoms. They should be able to shower between customers. I might go back once more but it will never become somewhere I want to go again and again like the one in Rock Ferry.

I'm not sure I should even call it a brothel because it seems there is only one sex worker there at a time. There is the woman on the phone and the security man. I suppose it might be like many of the 'independent' sex workers in Liverpool. There are some truly independent sex workers in Liverpool. The best system is the one only found in New Zealand: women working together for safety and companionship making the rules themselves and keeping the profits for themselves.

before lockdown

I've had a look at the guidelines and it doesn't say anything about having sex with prostitutes. Even so I have avoided it recently. Also I don't like standing in queues. I'm joking of course, all the brothels have closed. So it's not true what they say about prostitutes spreading disease.

I did have two pleasant experiences before lockdown though. I went to a Thai massage place in Liverpool. I asked for Kim and the girl said she's not here today. I had seen Kim three times last year and she was lovely. The girl suggested that I look at all four of them there and choose one. I hesitated but she insisted and went out the back. It seemed to amuse her.

This has not happened to me before. It must be that they weren't busy. Perhaps they were a bit bored.

Each of the three others came into the room, one at a time. One was called Jessica and I remember I saw a Jessica a long time ago but couldn't recognize the face. One was Nicky who I have seen a few times over the years. She hesitated in the doorway. She's a pretty girl and didn't need to be wearing so much makeup. I have called her Vicky in previous posts because I didn't want to reveal her name, but as long as I don't tell you the name of the place it should be ok.

The one I chose was Katie. She is older but nice to look at. She started the massage then asked if I wanted any extras. I hadn't taken a viagra because I wasn't really looking for a sexual experience. I told her I would give her some money if she played with my willy but don't try too hard because I probably won't get an erection and I'm not going to have an orgasm.

We talked about what I had done with Kim. I said she had shown me her pussy. With the lights full on. She had let me touch it but not let me put my finger inside. I told her that I have seen Nicky but she doesn't like me. She doesn't like the way that I look at her even though I told her it's just because she's so pretty. Katie said maybe it's just that she's shy. I thought if you're shy you're unlikely to tell a man you don't like the way he looks at you.

I did get an erection but I didn't orgasm. I wouldn't have orgasmed even if I had taken a viagra. I can't come that way. Although I did have one orgasm with Kim last year, I wanked myself to orgasm when looking at her pussy.

The other experience I had was I went to the brothel in Ellemere Port (The Office). There were two women there, the 'maid' and the sex worker. The maid was a woman I hadn't seen before. She told me the name of the sex worker but I didn't recognize it. She wouldn't let me have a look at the sex worker before I gave her the money. She said I would have to give her £10, refundable if I decided to stay. They tend to do that there. They can have some ugly and old women working there. I said I'll just go elsewhere. I don't mind older women if they are attractive but I didn't want to take that chance.

I got on the train to Rock Ferry and went to the Thai place. Rock Ferry Thai Massage. The old woman said there are two girls there but one of them is in the room below. The one available for me was Annie who was older and not pretty but quite sexy. I asked Annie what did the old woman mean by the room below. She told me that for customers who paid for an hour they could go to this room where they have extra facilities. I can't remember if she said a bath or a jacuzzi.

If I paid £100 I could do that and it sounded nice. No doubt the man who was doing it had the prettier of the two women available. Maybe the pretty girl was in the bath with him. I will have to try it when things get back to normal. I had a good time with Annie. This place is not really about massage. I had penetrative sex with her and I orgasmed even though I was using one of her condoms not my own thinner ones.

2 brothels in Merseyside

In 2103 and 2015 I posted about prostitution in Liverpool. There are a couple of places that I've kind of known about for years but not been to. Sometimes it's not easy to find out about a place. Last week I went to Angel Lodge and today I went to Christys (also called 69). Angel Lodge was nice but Christys wasn't.

In the past couple of years I've been going to Manchester to visit the brothels there. Just recently I told you about the African lady who I had sex with without a condom. I went back to see her, and this time I paid for one hour. She recognised me and we had great sex without a condom again. I gave her a £50 tip, making it £120 in all. I don't think I have ever paid for a full hour with a woman before; it was worth the money with her.

I had taken viagra and I came inside her after about 15 minutes. I got another erection and continued. Unfortunately, she doesn't work there anymore. I wanted to see her for a third time but I've been told she's not coming back. It's a pity, but perhaps it's just as well. I was exposing myself to the possibility of infection.

So I thought I would try somewhere nearer home. Angel Lodge is not easy to get to. I got the train to Kirkby and walked from there. It was a nice sunny day so I was happy to do that but it's quite far. It's on an industrial estate, at 13 Newstet Road. It would be difficult to find were it not for their site which has pictures of the outside. Their number is 0151 546 3264.

There was only one sex worker there. January is not a busy time for them so they don't want to have their usual two. Megan is of average attractiveness but she is lovely. She was very friendly and we had a lot of fun. I paid £40 with another £10 on top for oral sex without a condom. I think that was for half an hour. She likes kissing and she likes having her pussy licked. I didn't want to do either of these to her just because of hygiene, thinking about what men put in her mouth and pussy. I did enjoy fingering her though.

Once you get inside the flat it's quite nice. It was warm. This is the bedroom we were in.

Today I went to Christys. It's at 69 Ormskirk Road. You go up metal stairs to the top of Gable Scaffolding.

That odd semi-circular window above the sign is part of the flat. When I rang the bell, the door was opened by the sex worker. She said that the receptionist had popped out and I could either come in and wait or I could come back later. I said I would come back later. It's not that she was unattractive, she just wasn't my type. She was the sort that footballers would go for, someone you might see in a club, a woman with pouty lips.

I was still in the area a couple of hours later so I thought I would go back. The door was opened by a different woman who looked as if she was drunk or on drugs. Not friendly. She showed me into the bedroom. What put me off was the floor. There was no carpet. I don't know what the floor was, it could have been concrete, and it looked dirty. When she told me the price was £30 for 15 minutes I told her I wanted to leave.

She got aggressive and accused me of only going there to look at the girl. Back on the street I looked up at the semi-circular window and she was gesticulating at me.

I got a slap

In my last post I wrote 'It's nice to have fun with a girl, but a real woman should be shagged properly'. I realize now that I like both of these: when I want to have fun with a girl I go to a Thai massage establishment, and when I want to shag a real woman I go to a brothel. I've had a lot of fun with girls recently.

Last week I was in Liverpool and I went to one of Thai massage places. It was a Saturday and hadn't booked so I expected that they wouldn't be able to fit me in. In fact one month before I had been there and I was disappointed. The girl in reception was someone I had seen before. I said "You're Vicky, aren't you?".

I'm not going to use their real names because they're nice girls and it could cause problems for them if it was generally known what they do. I'm going to use a similar name in each case.

She was surprised that I remembered her. She had been the prettiest there, although not the naughtiest. I told her that I would come back when they're not so busy. So when last week I was in the centre of Liverpool again I expected to be turned away. However, when I said 'Is Vicky here?' the answer was yes. They said she'll be available in a few minutes.

I went into the room with Vicky, I took off my clothes, and when she came back into the room she washed my feet in a bowl of water. The massage started with me on my tummy. She asked me if I wanted to do anything sexy and I said not today. I hadn't taken a viagra and I would have been happy just to look at her. When I turned over I could see her and we could talk.

She wanted to know why I didn't want to do anything sexy with her. I said that when I can see a pussy I get very excited, but I know that she doesn't strip, not completely. I told her there was another girl that I'd seen here who said she would take half her clothes off and I could choose which half. She took off everything below the waist and lay on the bed with her legs apart. I wanked myself to orgasm.

I also told her that I go to Manchester to have sexy massages and what happens there. One woman had told me I can touch her so I put my hand up her dress. Vicky was surprised that they wear dresses when they do massages, she always wears proper massage garments similar to leggings.

She persuaded me to give her £20 for hand relief. It didn't take long for me to get an erection, but it was taking a while for me to come. She turned her bottom towards me and said that I could touch it. She also said that next time she would pull her pants down and show me her pussy. I left happy and with the intention of going back to see her again.

The girl in Manchester who let me put my hand up her dress was Lina at Ratree massage in Chinatown. I don't have to hide her name because the police in Manchester have a much more tolerant approach than in Liverpool. I told you about her in a previous post watching loose women. I had been informed that the place is a dump but she's so attractive it's worth seeing her. Both statements were exaggerations. The place is quite nice and she is attractive but not especially so. She was fun though.

Another girl that I've seen this year is Kim (I've changed the first letter of her name as with Vicky). She works not in the centre of Liverpool like Vicky but further out in Waterloo. There are a few there. I had seen her once, I told you about what happened in my previous post regulars, and I wanted to see her again.

Kim had a cold. She also told me she was having her period. She didn't want to give me oral sex because her throat was sore, she said. I'd been informed that she does oral sex without a condom, and she had told me that next time we might do that. The other thing I've been told she does is let men give her oral sex. That would have been out of the question; she didn't even want to take her clothes off.

I wasn't afraid of catching her cold because I'd already caught a cold from a Thai massage girl in Southport. So I wasn't worried about that, just disappointed that I was just getting hand relief and nothing more. I mentioned to her that another girl had done something unusual to me.

A while ago I did some research on the Internet to try to find the naughtiest Thai massage girl in Liverpool. I wrote down the names of two women, Kim and Loco. I tried to see Loco at a place in Allerton Road but was told she no longer works there. Then I found out that she's now working at another place in Smithdown Road. I went there and had fun with Loco, one thing that she did out of the ordinary was to slap my erect penis. It didn't hurt when she did it, even though she did it quite hard.

I told Kim that Loco had slapped my erect penis hard a few times. Kim wanted to have a go, and enthusiastically slapped it many times. She was laughing and noticed that if my penis became slightly soft then a slap would make it really stiff again. So we both had a lot of fun that day.

regulars

Some people might wonder if I've ever liked a sex worker so much that I've wanted to see her on a regular basis. There have been many that I have seen more than once, and a few that I have seen several times over a number of years. Recently though I have met two women who I would like to see on a regular basis, but it is proving difficult.

There is a Thai brothel called Rock Ferry Thai Massage. I've been there a few times but they charge £60 per half hour. That's more than the other brothels in the area and more than in Manchester. I usually pay £35 to £45. I saw a delightful Thai lady there called Maisie. She wasn't young but she had a beautiful face. I enjoyed my time with her but she said that she wouldn't be there after today and wouldn't be coming back for at least 6 weeks.

After 6 weeks had passed I went again. I asked the woman who seems to run the place if Maisie is here but she said it's too soon for her to return, it would be another couple of weeks. There were two sex workers there, but one of them wasn't available. So I ended up with Patsy, who was nice but not beautiful or exotic-looking and getting on a bit.

I have said on this blog that I don't always go for the young, tall, slim and pretty girls. However, I did meet a woman recently who was all of these things. I went to a Thai massage place in north Liverpool. It's not a brothel, it's mainly for massage and they do 'extras' which never includes full sex. They offer topless, hand relief and body-to-body. She might take off her top while she massages you, or use her hand to bring you to orgasm. Body-to-body means she takes off everything or nearly everything, gets on top of you and rubs her (often oily) body against yours.

On a website I found out about a particular girl at this place. I'm not going to name her because that could cause problems for her. This place is the most disorganized place I've been to. If you try to book a particular girl she may or may not be there. It was my third attempt to see her that was successful, despite booking to see her.

When she came into the room I couldn't see her clearly but she had a lovely voice. Her English was perfect, as if she'd been educated here. We were in a dark room with a light on the ceiling which didn't illuminate her face. To begin with I was on my front so it took a while before I could see how pretty she is. She's very talkative. She wanted to know why I was asking for her if I'd never seen her before. I usually deflect such questions.

She asked me again though and said was it a friend or a website where I'd found out about her. Foolishly, I said it was a website. She had her smart phone with her and said she wanted me to show her where she had been mentioned. So I went onto the site and searched her name and the name of the place. She looked at it, but had to leave the room because someone had come into reception and there was no one else working there. As I said, they are really disorganized there.

I continued to look on her smart phone, and when she came back into the room I said "Oh! It says here that you let him lick your pussy!". She told me that it wasn't true. She didn't seem upset about it, but she prefers to keep that sort of thing private. When she was wanking me I had a strong erection, but I was finding it difficult to come. I told her I get very excited when I see pussy.

She stripped off below the waist and started wanking herself. I could see her pussy quite clearly. When it was over she said maybe next time she would give me oral sex. The man on the site had said he's had blowjobs from her (and licked her pussy). As I was leaving, I noticed several women in reception, lounging on sofas. Funny, I thought. An hour ago she was the only one there and now there are several of them. They must come in ready for a busy Friday night, I thought. I also thought if she wants her pussy licked one of these could do it.

I left it a fortnight and tried to see her again. The woman in reception said come back in an hour. I came back and she said she's not here but she'll phone her. She got her on the phone but she said she's too far away to come. So I saw someone else. While she was wanking me I said "I'll give you another £20 if you suck it". She said it's not allowed. I said "Some of the other girls do it" but she wouldn't.

Now I don't know if I can be bothered to try and see her again. I might try if I'm in the area but I'll walk away if she's not there.

2 flats in Ropewalks

I found out about a sex worker in a flat in the Ropewalks area of Liverpool. I have written about Ropewalks before. I wrote that there seems to be a few opportunities for paid-for sex in Ropewalks, whereas Liverpool generally doesn't have much available compared to Manchester. There are Thai and Chinese massage establishments where a basic sexual service is usually available, and one or two places where you can get full sex.

I found out about this flat on a discussion group. Someone said how much he likes Sakura. Sakura used to be a sleazy place on Seel Street, but now they have new premises off Duke Street that are much nicer. They are Chinese and they offer massage and 'extras'. I had been to the old Sakura, and I had got full sex there. I had more recently been to the new Sakura for a massage and was offered hand relief but I didn't fancy the girl so I declined the offer.

Someone else on the discussion group wrote that he doesn't know why anyone bothers with Sakura, there's a flat right next to it where you can get full sex from a Chinese girl. I was intrigued by this, I wondered if the flat is the same one that Maya worked from. Maya is a black woman who advertized in local newspapers and worked as an independent from a flat in the same block as Sakura. I had seen Maya twice and noticed that recently she hasn't had her ad in the papers.

The man put a link to the vivastreet ad for this Chinese girl. I looked at the ad. I had never used vivastreet before. There seem to be a lot of escorts advertizing on there. The girl's name is Lisa and the man on the discussion group gave the impression that she's a student. She charges £70 for a half hour. I thought I might give it a go so I copied the phone number. I phoned and asked if I could see her the next day at 3. She texted me the address.

I found the block of flats in Duke Street then phoned her. The number of the flat wasn't in the text. It went to voicemail so I left her a message. I also texted her and asked her to phone or text when she's available. I tried to phone her a couple of times more over the next couple of hours but with no success.

I thought I would go to a nearby Thai massage place for half an hour. Not Sakura, where you have to pay £30 for a half hour massage, unlike most places. I was hoping to see my favourite girl there. N. is the prettiest one. The last time I'd seen her she didn't seem to be wearing any make up but she was still pretty. She wasn't there though. The woman at reception said would I like two girls? I thought why not so I had a half hour massage with P. and A. I paid £40 for that. They asked me if I wanted hand relief so I paid another £40 for that. They took it in turns to wank me.

It was a pleasant experience but what I really wanted was to see a younger woman fully naked in a well lit room. That's why I wanted to see Lisa. I asked P. and A. about them removing clothes and they said they could go topless but that would be more money.

I was in Liverpool a few days later and I thought I would try the number again. She answered the phone and I said can I come now? I went straight round. She's a pretty smiley woman and she gave me a big hug. She looks as if she's in her late 20s rather than her early 20s and wasn't slender but I thought she was very nice. She took off her clothes and got onto the bed, opening her legs. I got onto the bed with her and looked at her pussy, which was very nice. She had some pubic hair, as Chinese women often do.

She smiled and giggled and laughed quite a lot. She let me put my finger in her pussy inside a condom and we had full sex together. Her English was OK but not that good, with a strong Chinese accent. I realized that she probably isn't going to be an independent like Maya (it wasn't the same flat or block as Maya's). She's probably not going to be there long, and might soon be replaced by another Chinese woman. I don't think there's much point trying to book to see these women.

A few days after I saw Lisa, I decided to go into Liverpool again. I had started looking at Liverpool escorts on vivastreet. There seemed to be so many. I had thought Liverpool had so little to offer but here were all these lovely girls. They had their photos there with their details. I copied the phone number of the prettiest, Sophia. She was so pretty, slender and young I thought this is too good to be true. I'm aware that not all the photos are genuine.

It seemed to be a good option to try one of these girls. The usual alternatives for me are massage establishments in Liverpool, seedy brothels in the Wirral where the women are often old, or going to Manchester. I could have tried to see Nicole again at the Thai brothel in the Wirral but she had insisted that it was in semi darkness, which is not what I wanted.

On Tuesday I phoned Sophia's number twice, but there was no reply. Yesterday I phoned again, half expecting no-one to answer. Sophia answered and said that I could come and see her that day. She said she wasn't prepared to give her address unless I was in Liverpool. I got onto the next bus to Liverpool. I tried to phone her again but there was no reply. I had told Sophia I wanted to see her about 4, and it was now just before 3.

My plan was to try to see Lisa again if I couldn't get to see Sophia. If it wasn't the girl in the photo I would leave. In the meantime I needed something to do so I thought I would go to Sakura for a massage. Someone on the discussion group said you can see them naked for not a lot of money. The woman I saw was B., and in the semi-darkness of the room I found her quite attractive. She has a black dress on, black stockings and black boots.

When she asked me if I wanted hand relief I said we only have10 minutes left and I won't be able to come in 10 minutes. I said that I could give her £10 and she could play with my cock but not worry about giving me an orgasm. She accepted and said that if I did come I would have to give her the usual £20. After a couple of minutes I got a strong erection but I didn't feel that I was going to come no matter how long she continued.

I asked her about other extras and she said she does body-to-body. So I could have seen her naked but I would have had to pay more money.

At the end of the 30 minutes I gave B. her extra £10, got dressed and went out. Then I tried to phone Sophia again. This time she answered. She told me to go to Consett Square in Ropewalks. Or that's what I thought she said. She had a strong Spanish or South American accent. I Googled 'Consett Square Liverpool' and it gave me info about Concert Square. I asked people where Concert Square is, I hadn't heard of it, though Google said it was at one end of Seel Street.

Seel Street has been named as the UK's fourth hippest street because of its bars, clubs and after-hours clubs.

I found Concert Street, and there was a square there, but there wasn't a sign saying Concert Square so I thought I'd better check and I asked a couple of men. They said it was. I phoned Sophia again and she said she would try and see me. I said I'm near the Australian bar. She said go down the road, no not that way, the other way, yes that's right. A taxi driver blew his horn because I'd crossed without looking. She said be careful.

I got to the door and with some difficulty got into the building, talking to Sophia all the time. She said come to the second floor in the lift. I did so then she came out her front door and along the corridor to open another security door. My first impression was that she's quite pretty, although she doesn't seem to be wearing makeup and she's in casual clothes. I tried to think is she the girl in the photo and I decided she could be but that she must have put on a lot of weight. She was plump but not obese.

I decided to stay and paid her the £70 for a half hour session. She's young and cute. I could believe she's a student. She said would I like a bit of a massage first so I said yes. She'd taken off her clothes. I asked her a few questions. She said she's from Spain, she's 22, and she's been in Liverpool a few months (the vivastreet ad said she would only be in Liverpool one week). I said her photo is really fantastic, and she replied that it is her but that she's probably put on 5 kilos.

I told her I wanted to look at her pussy so she lay on the bed and opened her legs. I asked if I could turn the light on. She didn't mind that at all. I got an erection, we put a condom on and I got on top of her. That wasn't really working for me though and she said would I like a hand job. That was quite nice but then I thought I would do it myself.

I looked at Sophia to try to make myself more aroused. Then I lay back on the bed and imagined Sophia on a Friday or Saturday night when men would be shagging her after visiting bars and clubs in the area. I imagined that I was on holiday in Spain or somewhere and I'd picked up Sophia and taken her home and was shagging her without a condom and she was loving it and moaning. I brought myself to orgasm.

It sounds strange that when I was on top of this lovely young woman shagging her it wasn't doing it for me, but when I was wanking myself imagining shagging her it was. It's funny how the mind works. When I got home I looked at the photo from the vivastreet ad again. I looked at her face carefully and I decided it wasn't the girl I had just been with. It was still a lovely experience.

I did a Google picture search using Sophia's photo, which didn't come up with anything, then I did a picture search with TinEye which shows that other escorts are using this photo. So it's definitely not her.

fun with Thai women 2

There weren't any Thai massage places in the part of Merseyside where I live, but last month I noticed that one had opened. I thought of course I will have to go. It's nicely decorated, with lots of elephant images. In the room I asked if I should take everything off and she said yes. This, and the fact that she started massaging my bottom after my feet and legs, made me feel I would be offered some kind of sexual service. I wasn't offered anything though and I decided not to ask because she looked quite serious and professional. It was a good one hour massage, with hot towels towards the end.

It's just as well I didn't ask for anything sexual. When I put my clothes on and came out the room there was a man there who hadn't been there before. He didn't introduce himself but he started chatting to me in a friendly way when I was drinking the Thai tea I had been given. I can only assume he was her husband.

Afterwards I felt a bit frustrated so I went to the Thai brothel in Rock Ferry. The first woman I was shown wasn't attractive. I thought I would probably have to leave without having any sex, which is what happened the last time I was there. But then I was shown Nicole. She smiled at me and I though she was delightful. She was wearing ordinary clothes as if she had just come in from the street, which added to the attraction for me.

I paid my £60 then took off my clothes and lay on the bed. Nicole came in wearing very sexy clothes including stockings. She wanted to massage me first and I let her but soon I turned over. I wanted to look at her. I asked her if we could have more light, we were in semi darkness. She wouldn't allow it though. We did different things, my abiding memory is of her with her legs up in the air showing me her pussy, and I had a nice time with her.

On the website someone called santos.23 said that he'd been to a Thai massage place in central Liverpool and seen a girl called J. He said that she had let him touch her breasts and pussy without him having to pay more money for that. He said that she's good looking and in her mid 20s. I phoned the place, asked if J. was there, and booked to see her at 6 pm that day. She was indeed good looking and looked in her mid 20s.

The massage was nice. I was offered hand relief for an extra £20. While she was wanking me she knelt on the bed beside me. I put my hand on her bottom above her clothes. She was wearing black pants. I moved my hand to her pussy and had a feel, my hand still above her clothes. Looking at the clock I could see that it was 6.25 pm. I had paid for a half hour massage. I said to her that I would like to have another half hour. She said she could check to see if that was possible. I gave her another two £10 notes. I had already paid £20 for the massage and another £20 for the hand relief.

Before I had gone there I had been to the cash machine and taken out £80. While J. was out of the room I took the final two £10 notes out of my wallet and put them on the bed. She came back in and said I could have another half hour. I showed her the two notes and asked her what else I could have for the money. She asked what I wanted and I said can she take her clothes off? She said that she'll either take her top off, or everything below the waist. I said I'd like her to take off everything below the waist.

She took off her black pants and came towards me to resume the massage. I said can you take your knickers off too? She did that, and then decided she wanted to make sure the door was locked. It wasn't easy to lock the door and it took a few seconds to do that. It was a lovely sight to watch this tall slim girl with almond eyes naked from the waist down wearing nothing but a t-shirt struggling with the door knob. I say 'girl' but she was in fact older than she looked. As with N. she asked me to guess how old she is, I said 20s and she said 30s.

J. knelt down on the bed next to me again. I put my hand on her bottom. She didn't seem to mind this, but when I moved my fingers towards her pussy she said she didn't want that. Later I moved my finger next to her bum hole but she said she didn't want that either. After wanking me for a while I asked her to lie down on the bed. I half expected her to say she didn't want that, and she did look a bit dubious. She asked me what for. I said so that I can look at her.

She lay down on her tummy and I knelt below her. Her legs were apart and I could see her pussy as well as her bum. I started wanking myself and took a small towel nearby to place on the bed so that if I came it wouldn't go on the sheet. Then I got up to try to turn the light up so that I could see her better. I couldn't do it though, I couldn't work out how it works. She got up and did it for me.

J. got back onto the bed in the same position as before. That was very nice but I asked her to turn over. She did so and lay on her back with her legs quite wide apart. One of her feet was next to me and I put the towel on her lower leg. I started wanking myself again. She put her hand between her legs and stroked her pussy, opening the labia so that I could see the opening of the vagina. I came on the towel. She seemed quite happy about what had happened gave me a hug before I left.

fun with Thai women 1

I've been having a lot of fun with Thai women over the last three months. I've been looking at a website to get ideas of where I can go. Not PunterNet, but similar to PunterNet. I've seen different Thai women using information from this site, and I also found another one by myself.

In May a man called Elmo gave a link to a Thai massage place in Southport and this:-

I've been before and no extras were offered, however, tonight I got a cracking massage off possibly the prettiest Thai girl I've seen with a cracking body. Happy ending on offer and it would have been rude to say no! All in for £40.

When I read "possibly the prettiest Thai girl I've seen with a cracking body" I thought of course I will have to go. I sent a message to him and asked the name of the girl. He replied that her name is either Jay or Jade. I phone the establishment and asked if they had anyone called Jay or Jade. They said no. I contacted Elmo again but his reply was a bit confusing. It looked as if there were only three Thai massage places in the centre of Southport so I thought the easiest way to solve the problem is to phone the other two places. The first one said they didn't have anyone called Jay or Jade. The second one said they did, so I booked to see her later that day.

I got the train from Liverpool to Southport but there was a rail replacement service for part of the journey. By the time I got to the massage place I was a quarter of an hour late. The woman I was booked to see didn't look young or pretty, and also I thought she looked a bit like a ladyboy. In the room I asked her what her name is and instead of replying directly she went out of the room to reception. When she came back she said she is Jay. It could have been that she wanted to make sure she was the person I'd booked to see, or it could be they weren't truthful when they said they had someone of that name, they just wanted customers.

So I had the massage, it seemed rude not to seeing that I'd booked. I didn't want to have any extras though. It did occur to me that Elmo might have been trying to send men to see a ladyboy, for his own amusement, but I think it's more likely that her name wasn't Jay or Jade at all.

Later in May someone called Bronn said he'd been to a place in Liverpool and seen a Thai woman called N. (I won't say the place or use her name because she wouldn't like it). He wrote "A new girl called N.- naturally good looking Thai girl, petite with a nice smile. Just my type". He said that she'd only been in the country for a few days. He asked her for body-to-body massage but she said she didn't know how to do that. She gave oral sex to him for £30, without a condom.

I decided I wanted to go and see her. It's not one of the establishments in central Liverpool, but it's not difficult to get there. I had been there before. When I saw N. I thought she was beautiful. She wanted to know why I had booked to see her specifically. She was puzzled why so many people are asking for her, when she's only been here a few days. I didn't want to tell her that men are discussing her on the internet, so when she asked how I got her name I said my friend had told me about her. She wanted to know his name, so I said 'John'.

N. asked me if I wanted a shower before we began. I said no because I'd had one before I came out. Then I remembered my theory that if you accept the offer of a shower then you're more likely to get oral sex without a condom. So I had a quick shower.

I think she's really beautiful. She's small and looks young. She refused to accept that she's pretty, and she told me her real age. I thought she was about 20 but she's considerably older than that. Towards the end of the massage she asked if I wanted anything else. I started talking about extras and made hand movements suggesting handjob. She was willing to do this, but then I made movements suggesting blowjob.

She said she doesn't do that. Several times she said that she doesn't have sex. I told her that my friend had told me he had oral with her. Then without admitting she does oral she asked me how much I would be willing to pay for that. I said £40. She said no. Later she asked me again. I said £50 and she accepted but I had to give her the money there and then.

She started off using her hands to try to give me an erection. When that didn't work she used her mouth. When I got an erection she started using her hands again. I said "suck it now". She did but then stopped, giggling, saying she didn't want cum in her mouth. But I did get her to suck it again.

She asked how much I paid the other girl who I had seen there. I said it was so long ago I couldn't remember. She insisted so I said £40. In fact I had seen L. there a couple of weeks before and she was very nice but only did handjobs. So it seems N. had no idea what her colleagues do or how much they charge.

I went to see N. again the next week. I could have had the same but it's a lot of money for a blowjob which wasn't even a good blowjob. So I asked her to take off her clothes. She was only willing to take off her top though. She let me feel her breasts and we had a hug.

This month I have seen more Thai women but I can tell you about them in my next post.

what I have done this year

I have been trying to save money so I haven't done much. I have been to two places in Liverpool, a brothel and a Thai massage place. I have also been to a massage place in Chester.

massage in Chester
I had been to the place in Chester before but just for a half hour massage. Nothing sexual happened. I thought I would go back and have an hour massage and use their steam room. I paid £40 for a half hour in the steam room and an hour massage. I had been given a pair of big baggy shorts to change into. The steam room was all white with plastic seats. The steam filled the room making it very warm and damp, all I could see was white like being in a cloud.

After half an hour the girl came to get me. She told me I needed to take a shower then come into the massage room. She was pretty and looked about 18. I took the shorts off and after the shower wrapped myself in a towel. When the girl came into the massage room I explained that I had taken my shorts off. I wasn't sure what type of place this is, although the other girl hadn't seemed to mind I wasn't wearing anything. She said she would get me another pair for me to wear.

While I was on my tummy being massaged I didn't try to talk to her. When I turned over I did. I asked her if it was mostly men or women who came to this place. They do beauty treatments for women so I suspected it was mostly for women. She said it is mostly men. I wanted to know if they stay open late especially on Fridays and Saturdays, because this is the sort of place where a sexual service is provided, like a hand job.

She wore a uniform and had her hair on top of her head in a knot. I thought she looked quite sexy. She was a local English girl. Finally I asked her what other services are provided at this place. She gave me a list of beauty treatments such as nail painting but nothing about hand jobs. So either they don't do that or they don't put girls who do on the day shift. The place has a Thai name and is run by a Thai woman.

brothel in Liverpool
In the local Liverpool newspaper I saw an ad saying that an Eastern European girl was available in Kensington. There is somewhere called Kensington in Liverpool. I phoned and was told it was £60 per hour. This is really cheap, about half the price I would normally expect to pay. She texted me the directions, the entrance was at the back of Prescot Road. I had to go along an alleyway and then up some stairs.

I wondered what I was letting myself in for, but inside it was very nice. There were two women there, one was a lot older and spoke no English at all. I wasn't given a choice, I was expected to go with the older woman. She was quite beautiful, she must have been a beauty in her 20s, and she smiled a lot and laughed a few times. She let me finger her and she gave me some oral sex with a condom. I came while wanking myself, two of my fingers in her pussy. At the end she wrapped a towel around herself which then fell off. She has quite a nice body. She opened the window then lit a cigarette. She offered me one so I was walking along Prescot Road smoking a cigarette which I haven't done in years.

Thai massage in Liverpool
There's a new Thai massage place in Liverpool, in Rice Lane. I went in there and there were two women but neither were attractive. I said I would have a half hour massage which I think was £20. Not only was she not attractive but she didn't seem friendly either. The room was OK. She started massaging my legs and worked her way up. At one point she was kneeling on my back which sometimes happens in Thai massage. She was wearing a short dress.

It was a good massage. Towards the end she offered to wank me. I said no because I didn't fancy her, although she looked nicer in the dim room and she was becoming friendlier. She asked me if I was sure I didn't want her to wank me. I said I would come back another time and have an hour with her and we could do something then. I asked her what else she did but she just said handjob and she would take her dress off. I think she wanted £50 for that. I put my clothes on and as I was walking out she was lying on the sofa with her mobile. She said she would see me again. I said I would see her again without her dress on and caught a glimpse of her white knickers.

Ropewalks in Liverpool

The area of Liverpool south of Liverpool Central station called Ropewalks seems to be something of a red light district. There are two Thai massage places, Jasmine Spa and Mayuree Thai Massage. There is also a Chinese place called Sakura. They are all quite near to each other. From all of these places you can get at the very least Hand Relief. Some of the women will go further than others.

In Duke Street I saw a very nice young lady in a private flat. Her name is Maya and she is black. She charges £60 per half hour, which is more than I'm used to paying in the Wirral, but I thought I would treat myself to someone a bit more classy.

When I got to her flat she asked me if she was what I was hoping for. She gave me the opportunity to back out then if I wasn't interested. I was a bit disappointed. She was shorter and plumper than I was expecting but she had a nice face and a cheeky smile. So I decided to stay and I had a good time with her. She's a nice girl and seems a bit of a nymphomaniac. She has quite big breasts. We had full sex and also she used a vibrator and let me finger her. Her phone number is 07501456362. She advertises in the local newspaper.

In Wood Street I saw a young Thai lady, also in a private flat. She told me her name is Lily and that sometimes there is another woman there. Lily is not a perfect looking woman but she's reasonably tall and slender, and quite young. I would say about 25. Quite a pretty face. She seemed a bit glum to begin with but cheered up towards the end. We had full sex but I didn't try anything kinky. I did wonder if she might be trafficked. That's not something I've had to worry about recently with all of the older English nymphomaniacs I've been seeing. Her number is 07340889658. I got the number from a local newspaper (the Echo or the Metro) but later I realised it is the same place as Thai Sugar which I had heard about some time ago.

I saw Maya and Lily recently but a while back I saw another sex worker nearby. She had rented a flat at Jam Works in Fleet Street. This is another apartment block. There are many in Ropewalks. She told me she works mostly in Manchester. There was another sex worker, also from South America, who rented a flat at Jam Works. She was the one I walked away from when I saw her.

my other trips to Soho this year

In my last post I told you about my third trip to London this year. Nobody has asked me about my two previous trips. In March I made one day trip. First I went to the Chinese place in Wardour Street where the girl someone told me about works. The one who is supposed to be really pretty. Someone at reception said she wouldn't be there until Wednesday.

So I went to the Chinese place near Chinatown that I have been going to for years. I wanted to see the raunchy woman who I had seen before. She looked younger than I had remembered her. I think she would be in her 20s or 30s rather than the 30s or 40s that I had thought before. I told her that I would like to have oral sex without a condom and she agreed.

Then I went to Romilly Street and noticed that Sasha was there. Sasha is quite tall so I thought it would be good to be on top of her again. There was a large mirror on the wall and when I was on her I pointed it out. She smiled and then pointed up towards the ceiling. There was a mirror up there too. I hadn't noticed it before. I thought she seems to like watching men on top of her.

I went to Greens Court and saw that Yaya was there. I have seen Yaya in Soho before, and once had half an hour with her in a brothel in Croydon. Yaya is an older Thai woman who can be quite raunchy. After Yaya I went to see Lily in Greek Street. Lily remembers me because I have seen her lots of times. She gives her regulars special treatment.

My next trip in April was better. I went again to Wardour Street. It was a Tuesday. I was told the same thing, that she wouldn't be there until the next day. You would think I would have worked out that she doesn't work Mondays or Tuesdays. I went to Greens Court and saw that Poppy was working there. Poppy is one of my favourites so I went up. She remembered me, and asked how I'm getting on in Liverpool. It always amazes me that they can remember any of their clients: they must see so many of them. It had been six months or so since I had last seen her.

I tried to explain to her that I was moving out of Liverpool because I had found somewhere more rural and near the sea. Somewhere still in Merseyside though. I was sick of living in the Inner City with all the weirdos. I wasn't sure if it was going to happen so I didn't want to say too much about it. It has worked out though.

After seeing Poppy I thought I would try to see Eva in Berwick Street. She was there and seemed just as raunchy as ever. I think she is a nymphomaniac. She wanted me to stick my fingers into her. I did that and she said she wanted them deeper.

Lily was at Greek Street but I noticed Amy was too. I decided to chance going to see her. I saw Amy a few times years ago but then she refused to see me. Every time I tried to see her she turned me away. She had confused me with another man who was a time-waster. She had been absent from Soho for a long time, working in Luton. When she came back I tried again but was turned away.

So it was a surprise that she let me in. For some reason I suspected that Amy had grown fatter and embittered over the years, but in fact she looks lovely. She's a plump girl but she looks healthy and has quite a pretty face and bright eyes. She seems to be someone who enjoys life. People who say that prostitutes have dead eyes don't know what they are talking about. That is not my experience.

Amy is renowned for her oral skills but I thought it would be nice to be on top of her. I kept going until I had a powerful orgasm. I laughed and then she laughed. It was my only orgasm that day and I hadn't had one on my previous trip. I am now working out what sort of women are best for me. The ones who are beauties for some reason don't get me aroused enough. That doesn't mean that I won't see them again. The really raunchy ones are a lot of fun but that doesn't do it for me either. The women who work best for me are the ordinary women like Amy.

On my second trip I saw a beauty (Poppy), a really raunchy one (Eva), and a nice girl (Amy). Each offered something different and I had an orgasm with Amy. I spent £22 on each of them so it's not a lot of money when you think about it. Just recently I found a brothel in Rock Ferry near Liverpool. I got lucky because the woman I saw was just right for me. She was a plump Thai woman called Jenny. She had quite a pretty face but wasn't a beauty. We didn't do anything raunchy, I just got on top of her and shagged away till I came. She didn't get into it but didn't mind what I was doing to her. She seemed quite a nice person.

street girls in Liverpool and Croydon

When I was a visitor to Liverpool I looked for street girls and couldn't find any. Now I live here it seems that I have found one or two without even looking. Soon after I moved into my new flat a young woman asked me for money in the street where I live. I didn't give her any money and I didn't want to talk to her. A few days ago an older woman asked me for money.

I saw her talking to a man and guessed that she was begging. Then she walked towards me and called 'Charlie!'. I continued walking away from her. She called 'Charlie!' again. I turned round and said 'My name's not Charlie'. She said that she needed some money because something traumatic had happened to her and she needed to make a phone call. She did look quite distressed so I decided to give her a pound.

She asked me if I came from London and I said I did. She said what part of London and I said Croydon. She said that she used to live in Croydon, in Pawsons Road. There is a Pawsons Road in Croydon and it's not a well known road so I thought she must be telling the truth. I asked her if she knew any of the street girls that I had known in Croydon.

I asked her if she had known Trina Schofield. Trina is someone I met a few years ago. I had met lots of street girls when I went to Tooting Bec Common more than ten years ago. I have talked about many of them in my early posts on this blog. Trina wasn't one of those though.

In 2008 there was a group on the internet that discussed street girls. Trina's name was mentioned. I could see she lived not far from me. Steve said she was "the best deep throat I've ever had". Someone called pervez aktar said "best blowjob in the world" and "she gives the best head in the world". However, she could be very unreliable. Steve said "Don't try to work out what's going on. You need white brown and meth and it will make perfect sense".

I got her phone number, phoned her and went to her flat. I saw Trina three times in all. The second time it worked out quite well but she was too unpredictable. The last time I saw her she went off with my money. Years after that I saw a newspaper article about her. The headline was 'Vulnerable Croydon woman died after taking heroin with friends'. Apparently Trina had injected a mentally ill woman with heroin who then died.

A few years ago I met a woman I will call Amy. I liked her (unlike Trina) so I won't say her real name. The first time I saw Amy she was begging outside McDonald's in the North End Croydon. She said she needed money to get somewhere to sleep for the night. The second time I saw her was in Beulah Road. I spoke to her briefly and I asked her if she knew Trina. She said she did. I saw her a few more times, once at a bus stop.

In 2012 a woman who I had known from Tooting Bec Common contacted me by email. She had found out that I had mentioned her on my blog. I will call her Bernie. We corresponded by email and I learned a lot from her about the Common and the women who went there. You might ask how does a street girl keep in touch with someone by email. She mostly used a BlackBerry. Bernie knew Trina very well, she told me they often worked together.

Anne Marie/Anna/'Mummy'

Bernie sent me two accounts of her life. One of them was a day in the life of a street girl. I put both of them on my blog - she wanted me to - but she asked me to remove them after friends started asking if she had written them. She said that she had known someone who she called 'Mummy'. I thought she was referring to a black woman called Jodie but it was someone else.

Mummy died of an overdose. I got this photo of Mummy from the internet group. Someone had taken photos of her and other prostitutes working in the Kings Cross area of London. I put some of these photos on my blog and Bernie recognized her. I think Mummy had worked on the Common but I never met her.

One of the last emails I got from Bernie was worrying. She said that her best friend Stacey had died. She said that she was worried about being evicted because she was in arrears with her rent. She had been out to try and earn some money but had not made anything. Bernie didn't reply to my next email to her.

Weeks later I was going into Croydon on the bus and I saw Amy walking along. I got off the bus and rushed along North End trying to find her. I thought I had lost her but then I saw her. I went up to her and said that I had spoken to her before. I said that she had told me she knows Trina, does she know Bernie too? I wanted to know what had happened to Bernie.

Amy took me into McDonald's. I offered to buy her a coffee but she said she would prefer it if I just gave her the money. She told me that she and Bernie were good friends. Bernie had had a stroke and was now in hospital. She said that Bernie was being looked after by her father.

It's quite common for crack addicts to get strokes. I did get one more email from Bernie, a long time later. She said she's in a hospital in a particular area of London and she's getting better. Someone said there's a well known hospital in that area for brain injuries.

I had met Trina, Amy and Bernie under different circumstances so it surprised me that they all knew each other. But then I suppose it's not really surprising that drug addicts would all know each other. More recently last year in Croydon I met a black girl called Angel who knew Trina well.

The woman I spoke to just a few days ago said she hadn't known Trina, or any of the other street girls I named. That wouldn't be surprising if she left Croydon quite a few years ago.

She asked me if I'm a bachelor. I said yes. She asked me if I liked a drink. I said yes. She asked me if I would like her to come to my flat sometime and we can have a drink together. I said that I'm not sure about that because I'm a bit wary of people living in this area. She had also asked me what my name is and where I live but I told her I would prefer not to say. I can only assume she makes money from prostitution. I'm not sure, the only way I could find out would be to invite her in, but I'm not going to do that.

She saw someone on the other side of the road and said she had to go and talk to him. As she went off she said 'What's your name again?' and I replied 'Peter'. That's not my name. I have decided that I don't want her to come to my flat. I don't want to have anything to do with these people. It's not worth the risk. It might lead to people tapping on my windows in the early hours of the morning or maybe even a burglary. They're not all bad people though. Amy and Bernie were nice, and I feel sorry for Trina more than dislike her.

my review of the year 2014

I have seen many women this year. These have been the best ones.

In January I saw Candy standing in the doorway of the Red Lotus Spa in London Chinatown. I had seen her once before. She looked young and pretty and very smiley. Every time I passed the doorway I looked to see if she was there. For many months I didn't see her, then I saw her again. She took me upstairs into one of their little rooms and I asked her to strip for me. She was a lot of fun, but when I went back to see her again they said she'd gone back to China.

In February I saw Suzy for the first time, at the walk up at 52 Greek Street in Soho. I thought she was so pretty. I have seen photos of her more recently and she doesn't look as pretty as I remember her. Although they do look more attractive in semi-darkness. I have thought that working in Soho might have affected her beauty.

However, another beauty that I found at 52 Greek Street this year has been working in Soho for years and she's lost none of her beauty or her niceness. Zara is half Bulgarian and half Iranian and is gorgeous. She looks as if she might be Italian, with dark Latin looks.

Lisa and Tina are two Chinese girls who used to work at a place near Goodge Street. They decided they wanted to work for themselves so they set themselves up in a flat near St James's Park in central London. I saw Lisa last year for a sexy massage and in April this year I decided I wanted to try Tina. They are both lovely girls.

In August while on holiday in Merseyside I tried my first escort. I was staying at a hotel and I phoned an escort agency. They sent me India who was wonderful.

I've tried all of the Thai women in the upper flat of 2 Greens Court in Soho. The best of them by far in my opinion is Poppy. She is pretty and sweet. That's what I look for most of all, although I know that most men look for technique or if the girl has a nice tight vagina. I've seen Poppy four times now. The last time I saw her we were chatting and she said she couldn't go back to Thailand for a holiday because she wasn't making as much money as she'd hoped. I told her she could be a high-class escort. She said she wouldn't feel safe going to men's flats, especially as she doesn't know London.

Poppy looks quite like this

WARNING! There could be a woman at 2 Greens Court who is using the same name as Poppy but isn't her. Someone went to see Poppy and was disappointed. If you go and see a short woman about 30 with tattoos it's not the real Poppy.

It's a lovely flat at 2 Greens Court, much better than 52 Greek Street which is a bit of a dump.

34 Romilly Street is quite nice, and I have seen three lovely women there. They are all friendly and smiley. Lavinia and Nadia are quite short. Sasha is quite tall. They all come from Eastern Europe.

I don't usually go to brothels, but I've been to Kitty's Place in Elmers End in south London a few times this year. I have seen Lola three times now. She is Brazilian of Italian parentage. You might have worked out that I like Italian-looking women. And oriental women. Once when I was putting my clothes back on I said that next time she could blow cigarette smoke in my face, she sitting on a chair in her sexy black dress and her hair up, and with me kneeling naked in front of her. I didn't see her for a couple of weeks but she remembered. I was lying naked on the bed waiting for her and she came into the room in her little black dress with a cigarette and put her hair up. I said "You remembered what I said from last time".

The most recent three women work as masseurs and they wouldn't like it if I told you their names or where they work. I have told you Candy's name because she has gone back to China now. I have told you Lisa and Tina's names because they work independently now and don't have to worry about their employer finding out what they do.

There are two women I saw last month in a Chinese place near Chinatown in London. They both went a lot further than any women I have seen in Chinese or Thai establishments. Sex was wild with both of them, fingers up bums and oral sex without a condom. They are both older women and only of average attractiveness but it was a new experience.

This month I've been in Liverpool. There's a new Thai place that has opened in the centre of Liverpool. There's one girl there who is young-looking and pretty. She smiles and laughs a lot and is a lot of fun. I asked her to strip for me.

Finally, I want to mention two women who I have seen several times this year and in previous years. They are both older women but I always enjoy my time with them. Holly is a Thai lady working at 10 Little Newport Street in Chinatown. Lily is a French lady working at 8 Greek Street in Soho. They both recognize me when I see them and Lily now gives me certain extras that she doesn't offer to people who see her for the first time.

more naughty massages

In my last post I told you how I was looking for a woman that one of my readers had told me about. I thought I must have found her. She performed a lot of sexual activities that you don't usually get in Chinese medical establishments. However, I later found out that he was talking about a different woman. So there are two women working at the same place who go much further than is usual.

So I went back there to see this other woman. She did even more for me than the first one. She gave me oral sex without a condom, and she allows men to come in her mouth. She offered to put her finger up my bum while she was sucking me. I started off with half an hour, but she said I could extend that to an hour, which I did. It didn't cost me much more money either. I asked her to lie on the massage couch with her legs apart and I knelt between her legs looking at her pussy and wanking myself to orgasm.

When I was getting dressed afterwards she was helping me and even tied up my shoelaces for me. Both of these women seem to be about 40 years old and are of average attractiveness. I can't tell you the name of the place but it is near to Chinatown in London.

Looking on the internet I found somewhere in Liverpool just round the corner from Mayuree Thai Massage that I mentioned a few posts ago. This is a Chinese place, and it is quite unusual in that there was a middle-aged white woman at reception who asked if I wanted body-to-body. So I paid extra for body-to-body. The woman I saw got on top of me then moved into the 69 position. I got a good look at her pussy and licked it. I think I got a finger all the way into her bum hole and later two fingers in her pussy.

I asked her to lie on the couch so I could look at her pussy and wank myself. She said that because I'm nice, if I gave her an extra £20 I could fuck her. She got a condom out of her handbag. I fucked her for a while but returned to wanking myself and I came that way. She looked at me, and said that I have a kind face, like the Buddha. She wrapped the used condom and asked me to take it with me when I went. I have been told this sort of thing happens. They don't want the management of the place to find used condoms.

So three times in a row I have been for a Chinese massage and got more than I was used to. It made me reassess the nature of oriental massage. Perhaps this is what it is all about but somehow for many years I have missed out on it? And yet my next massage, at a Thai place, wasn't sexual at all. The woman was very friendly but I wasn't offered anything sexual. This was at one of the two Thai places in Smithdown Road in Liverpool.

My next massage was at a new Thai place that has opened in the centre of Liverpool. It was with a nice lady who gave me hand relief. I asked her if they have a sauna or steam room. She said they didn't. I was a bit disappointed because the name of the place has the word 'Spa' in it. I quite like the idea of somewhere upmarket with a sauna and steam room. It's a lovely place though, nicely decorated. The other question I asked her is how many women are working there. She said there are three of them. I had noticed a pretty young woman in the reception and thought it might be nice to see her.

So I went back again. The lady that I'd had the massage with greeted me. She remembered me. I said I would like to try a different girl this time. I was given the pretty young girl I had glimpsed on my previous visit. She really is pretty, and smiles a lot. I thought she was about 20, but she told me she's considerably older than that. She is friendly and a lot of fun.

I wanted hand relief, but I also wanted her to strip. I touched her pussy, but didn't try to finger her. I had a lovely time with her. On my way out I saw another woman who must be the third of them. I didn't fancy her much though.

My most recent massage was in the other Thai place in Smithdown Road. A tall and very slender woman gave me a sexy massage. She kept her knickers and her top on though. She asked me not to put my hands inside so I didn't. She told me they used to have a jacuzzi and steam room but they don't anymore. I wanted to know how far she went so I asked what else she does. She wouldn't say, but said something along the lines of 'What can I do for you? What can you do for me?' She was nice, but I want to go back to see the young-looking pretty girl who smiles all the time and is a lot of fun.

my first escort

I'm staying in a hotel near Liverpool. Yesterday I bought the local newspaper and looked at the ads. They have a section Adult Services 18+ subsection Hostess and Escorts. There were two agencies advertizing there, Minxx Escorts and Candy Girls. I phoned the first of these and asked how much it costs to have a woman come to my hotel room.

I was told that the price is £120 per hour. That seems to be the normal rate, although I have never paid for an hour before. Last week I went to a Thai brothel and paid £60 for half an hour, and Soho girls charge £20 for 10 minutes. I was a bit worried that I might not be attracted to the woman they sent to me, that I might not be able to get an erection, or if I did I might not be able to come. However, it worked out quite well for me.

The woman on the phone asked me what type of woman I wanted. I said I didn't want someone young. I've decided that although young women can be lovely to look at, I'm much more turned on by an older woman. She said that she would send me India, who has long black hair and a darker skin. India would be driven to my hotel, the driver would leave her with me and then come back for her in an hour.

Ten minutes before India arrived she gave me a phone call. I went and met her in the hotel car park. She looked quite attractive, wearing what looked like a blue evening dress. She seemed very friendly and I led her upstairs to the room.

I had 6 £20 notes for her and she phoned the agency just to say she was OK. There are two armchairs in my room and I asked her to sit down. She told me lots of things about herself, that she is half Spanish and was educated in America. We must have spent five minutes talking, and then I said "I'll tell you what would be very sexy, if you sat with your legs apart". She smiled and did that.

I asked her to undress for me. She did so with her back to me. She's short and quite plump, but that doesn't bother me. I prefer it to being skinny. Her skin is quite dark. I asked her to lie on the bed while I got undressed. I got onto the bed with her. I said we could have a cuddle to start off with.

I told her I had not been with an escort before and I wasn't sure what we can do. She said we can do anything except anal and everything would be with a condom. I asked if that included kissing and she said yes. We had a bit of a kiss but I didn't try to put my tongue in her mouth. She took a condom off the bedside table and put it onto me and started sucking. Fortunately it was one of my special condoms, the extra sensitive ones, that I had placed there hoping we could use it.

After a minute or two I explained to her that oral sex doesn't get me aroused. I said if I looked at her pussy that would do more for me. I asked her what she enjoys and she said doggy and her on top. We tried doggy but that didn't work, her on top worked better. I said I wanted to lie on top of her and shag her. After a few minutes it was going well until I got out of breath.

I got off of her and knelt between her legs. She said she wanted to wank herself until she came. When she had orgasmed I asked her to hold her pussy open wide. It was a very attractive pussy and when she held it open I could see it was red inside. I got on top of her again and started shagging her again. She encouraged me and I came inside her.

We had a few minutes left and we lay on the bed together and talked. She told me about the two brothels they have in Liverpool and Birkenhead. When the hour was up she asked me if it was OK if she got dressed now. I was willing to take her back to the car park but she said there was no need, she could find her own way.

Last week I went to a Thai brothel in South Croydon. The maid showed me to the upstairs room. The girl was having a shower and would be a few minutes. When the girl came out of the bathroom she was wearing a white bathrobe and had a towel on her head. She was a very pretty girl. She said her name is Michelle.

When she got onto the bed with me and I knew she was going to give me some oral, I asked if she would do it without a condom. She said she couldn't do that because it is a policy of the establishment not to do that. I said I would give her an extra £10 and wash my penis. She agreed to that. I got off the bed and gave her the extra tenner then went into the bathroom. As I was washing my cock I got an erection and thought I'm onto a good thing here.

So she started sucking my willy but still I wasn't getting aroused. I did manage to come eventually by looking at her pussy and wanking myself, but I have come to realize that I find older women more arousing. Younger women are lovely but it's older women that can turn me on. That may be partly to do with they know what to say. People might wonder why I turned down a sexy girl like Mary in Greek Street and then go to see Lily who is a much older woman. But Lily can really turn me on. That's why Zara could make me come when Suzy couldn't. Suzy is as pretty as Zara, but Zara is just so much more arousing.

I thought I'd found some street girls

Last month I went to Liverpool again. I didn't look for any sex workers this time. After listening to a radio programme about St James Gardens I wanted to see it again. I used to go there sometimes when I was living in Liverpool in the 1980s. It is described as 'once a derelict no-go area' formerly frequented by drug addicts. This surprised me because when I used to go there I didn't notice any drug addicts or syringes, even though I keep an eye open for that sort of thing.

I only ever saw one prostitute there. Above the gardens is Hope Street which was the red light area. I was riding my bike along Hope Street one day on my way to the city centre. I saw one woman waiting on the street corner. I had never seen her before, she was beautiful. I went into St James Gardens and sat on a park bench. After a while she walked past me with a man, giving me a big smile. I wanted to see where they were going so I followed them. When I found them they were hugging. She saw me and I made a hasty retreat, although the man was a lot smaller than me he might have got aggressive. I never saw her again.

After I came back to London I saw a TV programme that said there were drug addicts and prostitutes causing problems for residents near Brick Lane. There used to be a street in east London called Flower and Dean Street. It was a notorious slum and associated with theft and prostitution. A couple of Jack the Ripper's victims came from there. Today it no longer exists, but there is a Flower and Dean Walk.

I had a look round this area, and where Flower and Dean Walk meets Brick Lane I saw several women standing around. I felt sure that they were street girls. None of them propositioned me, but these days street girls have to be very wary of the police. The only way I could have found out for sure is if I had gone up to them and talked to them. I wasn't interested in doing anything with them though. Now I think they were probably just people waiting outside the medical centre for homeless people.

I thought it might be possible that women have been waiting on that spot since Victorian times. It's an area with an interesting history, today it is a Bengali area but before that it was a Jewish area. There are two shops where they sell salt beef, a Jewish food. When I'm in the area I have salt beef in a bagel with mustard and a cup of tea.

On Channel 4 last month there was an interesting documentary called The Fried Chicken Shop. The most interesting character in it was Jessie, the Clapham Tranny. Especially interesting for me because I remember seeing her on Tooting Bec Common years ago. She used to hang out with the street girls there waiting for men to turn up.

Some people think that Jessie is bad tempered because she got irritated with a drunk girl who she was talking to. The girl kept asking the same question over and over again when Jessie had said she didn't want to talk about that. I can understand why she became irritated. It does seem that drunk people tend to ask the same question over and over again even when someone clearly doesn't want to discuss a personal issue. In another part of the documentary a drunk man kept asking one of the shop staff a personal question, to the increasing irritation of the staff. Later the drunk man tried to climb over the counter and was taken away by the police.


Jessie, the Clapham Tranny

In all three cases, with St James Gardens, Flower and Dean Walk and Tooting Bec Common, people living nearby have complained about drug addicts and/or prostitutes. In some cases people will have exagerated the problem because they wanted to get rid of the street girls. I know that to have been true of Tooting Bec Common. From what people were saying, anyone would think that Tooting Bec Common was strewn with drugs paraphernalia and used condoms. The truth was that there were no needles or syringes and the used condoms were only on one part of the Common in the undergrowth where it would have been difficult to find them. I don't know what all the fuss was about, it's not as if a labrador choked on one.