my trip to London

A couple of years ago I had a day trip to London. I wrote about that. On Monday I went to London again only this time I had booked a hotel. So I had three days and two nights in London. I saw a few women in Soho and I will tell you about five of them.

Tamara of 52 Greek Street

I had done my research and I knew that Tamara seems to be the most popular girl in Soho at the moment. Obviously I wanted to see her. She is Indian and I found her incredibly attractive. She told me she is twenty five years old. She is superfriendly and it was one of my best experiences. She has dark skin and black hair. Medium height. I had taken a viagra and was able to shag her. I didn't manage to orgasm but then I wasn't expecting to. I had only paid £30 which is the minimum and gets you only ten minutes.

Sabrina of 8 Greek Street

Sabrina is completely different from Tamara. A lot older for a start and bigger. I've had a fascination with Sabrina for years. There's something very earthy about Sabrina. Many years ago I was in the room below hers and I heard her bedsprings going. Someone was giving her a good seeing to. I wanted to do that too. So on Monday I did. I used to think that Sabrina was plain. In the room though I realised she is attractive. She is friendly too.

Sonia of 4 Lisle Street

I've had photos of Sonia for years and I thought she's very nice looking. I sat with the maid for a while then this beautiful young woman walked in. It took me a while because she looks older in the photos then I said to her "I've seen your photo. On the internet". She was surprised and wanted to know where. Her maid said other men have said they've seen photos of her.

Her face reminds me of Kelly Brook and maybe Lucy Montgomery. She's that pretty, with bright eyes. There was something about her that put me off though. Unlike with Tamara and Sabrina I found it difficult to get an erection. Someone on the internet said that if she likes you, you will have a nice time with her. If she doesn't like you, you won't.

Sonia

my own photo - you can see it is the same room by the mirror tiles

Adele of Greens Court

I saw an ordinary Romanian girl called Adele. She's pretty enough and friendly. Not only was I able to get an erection and shag her but I ejaculated too. So ended my first day in London.

The next day I tried to see Tamara again. I went back to the walk down several times but each time there were two men waiting for her. The last time there was a man on the stairs too. The maid came up the stairs and said that the same man keeps rebooking her. I said can I come back 11 am tomorrow. She said it won't be Tamara then, it will be Adele. I asked if this is the Romanian girl and she said yes.

When I went back to Greek Street the next morning I could see Sabrina and another woman sitting outside the cafe opposite number 8. It got past 11 am but the door to 52 remained closed.

Carole of 8 Greek Street

She was a big plain Brazilian woman. About 40. Just what I needed though and within the ten minutes I ejaculated while on top of her. When I left it was just before midday but the door of number 52 was still closed.

doorbells at 8 Greek Street

my day trip to London

Encouraged by my pleasurable day trips to Sheffield I decided to make a day trip to London. Sheffield is two hours on the train from Liverpool and London just a bit longer. I wanted to revisit Soho and any erotic encounters with women would be an added pleasure.

I could see 8 Greek Street was closed but 2 Greens Court was still open. I went up the stairs but before I even rang the bell I could hear a woman's voice shouting that there's nobody here, come back later. When I went back later the door at street level was closed. I think probably the girl hadn't turned up so the maid had closed the door.

The girl's name wasn't outside the door. In the past their names were always outside. If you had a favourite then you could tell if she was there without knocking on the door. I didn't see any names anywhere. I think that the police have decided they shouldn't do it. I don't know why. I would have liked to see Poppy's name outside, she was the best.

I went up the stairs at 4 Greens Court. There was a young woman there who seemed Eastern European. Quite pretty but short. She gave me a nice smile and showed me the list of services. The cheapest one was £30. In the past it was nearly always £20. I'm glad they have increased the prices, they deserve more. She mentioned the £2 tip for the maid. I had forgotten all about that. I told her that I didn't have any change (which was true) and that I would come back later (which I knew I probably wouldn't).

One of the places I used to go was Little Newport Street so I made my way through Chinatown and went up the stairs. There was a nice Thai lady there and I decided to stay. I had sex with her, with all the noise of the street outside. The sounds from the street didn't put me off, in fact I quite liked them, the idea that there were people outside who had no idea what was happening a few feet away. The idea that you can step off the street and within minutes be looking at a naked woman who opens her legs for you.

Later I wanted to see another woman. In Peter Street was a lovely young blonde woman. I could have said girl because she looked about 20 but later she said she was 30. She is from Bulgaria. She has a very nice figure and a nice face. This is I feel what most men would go for. Young, slender and blonde. I got on top of her and shagged her.

It was a similar experience to the Thai lady. No name on the door, the same £30 for ten minutes, the same friendly smiles and conversation. There was something else that was the same too. When I was putting on my clothes both of them had sat on the bidet and washed their genitals. Both naked apart from their stockings. I found it very sexy. I realise that most men won't. That's a little kink of mine. I would have liked to photograph them on the bidet. Their faces wouldn't be seen.

Before I saw the blonde girl I had to wait. She was with another customer. The maid let me sit with her and her friend. She wanted the money from me before I saw the girl but assured me that she was beautiful. When I said I wanted the basic £30 service she said "Are you sure you wouldn't like a blowjob?". I could have asked them anything but all I could think to ask was if 8 Greek Street has closed permanently. She told me it had closed a long time ago, before the pandemic.

I would say about half of the walk ups have closed. I could have done more research before I went - finding the best girls and places - but I've never been good at planning in advance. There was a third woman in Lisle Street but the less said about her the better. Then it was time to go home.

I spent the same amount of money in Soho as I had in Sheffield. £90. Each sexual encounter in Sheffield cost £45, but it was for half an hour, not ten minutes. So Soho is not good value for money, even if you are able to orgasm within ten minutes using a normal thick condom. I expect most men spend more than the minimum £30.

UPDATE: I have since found out that 8 Greek Street has not closed. I was told something that was not true.

Some of you may be wondering if I found any culinary delights in Soho. Yes I did. I found a new chain that do salt beef. It is Tongue & Brisket in Wardour Street. When I lived in London I would sometimes have salt beef in Brick Lane or Selfridges Foodhall.

photo essay about Soho sex workers

Someone sent me a link to the work of a photographer, Sasha Achilli. It is called Working Girls Central London. I think it is a very fair representation of what it is like for sex workers in Soho. Unlike the work of a different photographer that I came across years ago that said things which aren't true.

In the photo essay it says that one sex worker saved enough money to buy a tapas bar in Spain, where she is now.

The photo essay also says that one sex worker in Soho is in her sixties. She is now a 'Madame' but on certain days has sex with 'loyal clients'. Some people use the word 'madam' which is the female equivalent of 'pimp'. Sasha Achilli uses the word 'Madame'. There are no pimps in Soho though, so I always use the word 'maid'. This is the word that was always used when I visited the Soho walk up flats.

The photo essay also says that many sex workers do not enjoy their job. Some do though. Most knew when they came to the UK that they would be sex workers. That suggests that some were deceived, but it could also mean that they tried different jobs in the UK. Only then did they decide to try sex work. Some have tried a 'normal job' but most haven't.

It gives the impression that they don't get many customers. Sometimes they wait hours. Television, the internet and the phone occupy their time. They can spend over 12 hours a day in the flat, but we know from other forms of work that migrants often choose to earn as much as possible in as little time as possible so they can return to their home countries earlier.

There will be some Soho sex workers who will be much busier than that. Some will have 20 customers each day, maybe more.

I have only seen costumes hanging in the window, as in one of the photographs, at 70A Berwick Street. I wonder if 'Petra' is Lisa. The only other Czech one I met was Laura/Katy at 1 Bateman Street and 70A Berwick Street. Laura made a couple of porn movies.

book review: My Name is Angel by Rhea Coombs

This is the autobiography of Rhea Coombs who was for some time a street girl in South London. I wanted to read it because some of the places that she writes about are familiar to me. She used to ply her trade in New Park Road near to Brixton Hill. What she wrote has filled in a few gaps in my understanding of what went on, including what it is like in a hostel for drug addict girls and what it is like inside a crack house

Rhea tells us about her childhood. Her mother was a hippy and they moved around a lot. It wasn't an unhappy childhood but she didn't have a stable home life. From early teens she lived with men who were abusive. The third one seems to have been a violent psychopath who harmed not only her but also her son.

She liked to go to raves and took speed and ecstasy. When crack cocaine became available, she and her friends tried it. She worked for a while in Soho in one of the clip joints. These are places which I hope don't exist any more where men are fleeced often for hundreds of pounds.

She writes of her relationship with an Indian man from a privileged background who worked in the clip joint threatening tourists if they didn't pay exorbitant amounts of money for overpriced drinks. She said she met him years later in a hostel when he was ravaged by crack and heroin. Later she worked for Nigerian fraudsters using stolen cheque books.

Rhea lived in a hostel for some time. I think this could be St Mungo's in Clapham. It couldn't help her at all with her problems. She doesn't mention Tooting Bec Common, but she does say she went to Clapham Common at night to pick up men, often taking them back to her crack house.

As a crack addict she avoided crack houses to begin with but ended up helping to run one. She details the selfish lives of the visitors. One of them took up residence uninvited in her flat and only left when threatened by her ex-partner. The ex-partner could then see how she lived and decided he would look after her children. Addicts might begin with smoking heroin, would progress to injecting it into their arms (Rhea details the procedure for both crack and heroin), and then inject into the groin when they ran out of functioning veins. Often they have to have legs removed because of abscesses. Other health problems include heart attacks, strokes, pneumonia, hepatitis and HIV.

This is the only place apart from Sebastian Horsley's autobiography where you are told what it feels like to take crack and heroin. Eventually she comes across Spires, gets off drugs, gets her children back, and starts working as a drugs counsellor for Spires.

Rhea charts her descent into deep drug addiction. Cannabis was the start, then speed and ecstasy. Millions of people will have done this and not gone on to addiction. She starts using 'base speed', which I had never heard of. It comes as a paste and is 10 times stronger than ordinary speed. .

Her first experience of crack.

To those who have no wish to be chemically altered it's difficult to describe just what it is about the sudden euphoric rush, the sense of absolute confidence in your own invincibility and the (very) temporary filtering out of painful problems that crack offers. Wise people lead even, tranquil lives and decide to forgo that moment of euphoria because they understand only too well the jittery paranoia which trails in its wake, the compulsive picking off of invisible blemishes on the skin, the maddening imprint on the brain of the first joyful experience, which is never quite repeated. That taste which lingers deep in the DNA can literally drive users crazy when they can'd get their hands on more.

Her first experience of heroin.

The first time I tried heroin my whole body was suffused with a peaceful glow. I could taste it first of all on my tongue, then all my tastebuds woke up to it, swiftly followed by a warm rush through my veins - liquid safety. Nothing could puncture my bubble of protection once the drug took hold. It gave me a lightness and a heaviness of being, all rolled into one. I could feel my troubles being rinsed away, I had a sensation of being bathed in holy water. My pain was cured (for a while).

Her experience of 'speedballing'.

I developed my own rituals within rituals and soon learnt how to speedball - injecting crack and heroin together. Speedballing is the most dangerous way of all to take illicit drugs. I started off by smoking a small hors d'oeuvres rock of crack followed by a speedball main course, and finally a heroin-only dessert, after which I slumped into a syrupy sleep. I had got to the point where I couldn't bear to use crack without heroin or heroin without crack. Only that specific, intense blend would do.

It's not just her own descent that she charts.

Not everyone fitted the stereotype of estate dweller with few prospects. One beautiful young woman, whose accent sounded to me exactly like the Queen's, began, timidly at first, to frequent crack houses. She had expensively high-lighted shoulder-length blonde hair and designer clothes. By the time I met her I was a very experienced visitor to crack houses. With a group of other people, I offered to score her some crack to protect her from the volatility of the crack house she was about to enter. 

'The dealer in theat house is quite heavy,' I warned her. 'Would you like me to go and score for you? I'll meet you back here on the edge of the estate in fifteen minutes.' 

Gratefully she pressed £100 into my hands. To my eternal shame I headed straight for another crack house and spent her money on drugs for myself and the group of people I was with. I occasionally see her selling sex on the streets of south London. Her looks are beginning to go and she's lost a couple of teeth. Crack is a great leveller.

my review of the year 2015

I made several trips to Manchester where there seems to be more choice than anywhere else and it's cheaper. There are so many brothels and the going rate seems to be £40 per half hour, whereas in London and Liverpool it's £60 and in Glasgow (another place I punted in for the first time) it's £80.

I liked Cosmopolitan in Portland Street where I met the extremely attractive Dana and Piccadilly Club in Great Ancoats Street where I met a number of lovely women such as Katie, Sonya, Priscilla and Camille. It's even cheaper at Piccadilly, it's only £35 per half hour. The other place I liked was Salon 24 especially Cat.

I also made several trips to Soho. I mostly visited the walk ups but also a few Chinese massage places. My best day in Soho was in April when I saw pretty Thai girl Poppy, Scandinavian blonde nympho Eva and voluptuous Romanian Amy. I had seen all of them before and they are some of the best.

When I go to Chinese massage places it's not usually as sordid as the walk ups. Usually it is a nice massage and then the girl uses her hands to bring me to orgasm. That was how it was in May when I went to see a girl in London Chinatown that I had been told about. Two people emailed me to ask if I'd seen this girl who they both said was very pretty. I also saw a Thai woman in Manchester Chinatown who was very skilled at what she did.

However, it can be more sordid in Chinese massage places than the walk ups. I saw again a woman in Charing Cross Road who I had seen last year. She gave me oral sex without a condom and she lets men put their fingers in her pussy and bum hole. I found another one like her in Little Newport Street who was equally as wild.

I tried all of the brothels on the eastern side of the Wirral. I met Chrissie and Jordan at Jays Wallasey, Lauren at Overpool Angels, and Taylor at The Penthouse. All of these women are older local women who seem to be nymphomaniacs. Completely different from the younger ones in Soho who are mostly Eastern European. I went to the Thai brothel in Rock Ferry too where I met Jenny.

In Liverpool I met the independent black escort Maya and a Thai woman called Lily, both of them working from flats in the central Ropewalks area.

I have enjoyed my time with all of these women, but who was the best? That's difficult to say. Dana in Manchester was the most attractive. Katie in Manchester combined good looks and youth with sexiness and fun attitude. I liked Lauren because she's the one I would most like to have an affair with. The best one was the most recent: Cat in Manchester is young (24) and attractive (if you like her type) and seems a complete nymphomaniac. I used to think it was a myth that you can find local nymphomaniacs in brothels but since I moved to the North West I believe it. People will say that they are good at pretending but I think you can tell. When they wank themselves to orgasm, that's a good sign, especially if they screw their faces up as if they're in pain; they wouldn't do that if they were trying to look sexy.

I talked to three street girls this year. I found the Red Light Districts in Liverpool and Manchester. I only saw one street girl in Liverpool and I talked to her. I saw several in Manchester but I only spoke to one of them, a glamorous Asian looking woman sitting at the northern corner of St Andrew's Square. I also talked to Shanie in Croydon. I keep away from street girls now.

The number of 'Pageviews all time history' for this blog is very nearly one million. It's always amazed me that I can type in something and thousands of people will read it.

my trip to London

I made a trip to London at the end of last month. I went on a Thursday and looked around Soho and Chinatown. First I went to 70A Berwick Street to see who was there. I was hoping it was Eva but when I saw Selena I decided to go with her. Selena is tall and slender. She is young and pretty with big eyes. She's keen to please and I remember I lay on the bed on my back and she got on to the bed and waggled her bum in my face.

The last one I saw that day I was Sabrina of 8 Greek Street. If Selina could be the prettiest woman in Soho at the moment, Sabrina could be the opposite. Sabrina is older, fatter and less attractive. I wanted to see her though because there's something about her that makes me just want to get on top of her and shag away. I can't be the only one who thinks like that because I've been in Lily's flat below and heard Sabrina's bed springs squeaking away.

I was waiting in the kitchen area for Sabrina and her maid started talking to me. She is younger and more attractive than Sabrina. She was really chatty, and seemed quite pleased when I said I recognized her and remembered her name. I had sex with Sara (or Sarah) last year. It's quite rare for the maid to be more attractive than the sex worker. Sara told me he helps out when they're busy, which sounded funny to me.

I also saw Candice at 34 Romilly Street. I had not seen her before. There's nothing sexy about Candice. She's very ordinary looking but that can be quite attractive in a way. I was kneeling between her legs and I could see in the mirror the porn movie playing behind me. I recognized the woman in the porn movie. It was Kelly Stafford who I remember because of one session she did on a beach in Italy that was very wild.

I lay on the bed next to Candice and watched the movie. Candice was naked from the waist down and her legs were still wide apart. I wanked myself to orgasm. My other memory of that day is Zara of 52 Greek Street looking up at the ceiling and absentmindedly playing with herself with her legs wide apart. Her fingers slowly moving down between her pussy lips and opening them.

The next day, Friday, I didn't do any punting because I wanted to go to Whitstable on a day trip. Although I did text a woman who does massages. I had tried to see her last year when I was in the area but she texted me back to say she was fully booked up. This time there was no reply. I'm not sure if I would have got anything sexual from her. Sometimes that's half the fun.

On the Saturday I went to a Thai brothel in Brighton Road, South Croydon. There were two women available and I chose the older one with a nice face. She's called Sonia. I tried getting on top of her and shagging her but that didn't work. We tried different things but I told her to lie on her back with her legs apart and pretend to be asleep. I wanked myself to orgasm looking at her pussy.

On the Sunday I went to Kitty's Place in Elmers End, not far from Croydon. I thought it might be Lola there but it was Roxy. Roxy is a beautiful black woman from Mauritius. She is tall and slender. I got on top of her and had an orgasm while fucking her. That's my favourite way to have an orgasm but it doesn't always work. My second favourite way is to wank myself while looking at her pussy.

After seeing Roxy I got on the tram and went to East Croydon. Pret a Manger was open so I went in for a coffee. I was sitting there and I saw a young scruffy woman approach an older man sitting outside. He wasn't interested so she walked off. I went out and started talking to her. She said her name is Shanie and she knows Trina and Angel (two street girls in Croydon: everyone knows Trina).

Shanie was very pretty even though she wasn't wearing any makeup. She looks about nineteen. She took me behind some offices where she told me she'd like to take me to her flat. I said I didn't want to do that and it's just as well I didn't because it seems she gets men to wait somewhere and goes off with their money.

I'm keeping away from street girls. I saw one in Liverpool several weeks ago while looking around the RLD. She was like Shanie, young and pretty even though she didn't wear makeup. This was mid afternoon and I have had a look around there a couple of times since then but not seen either her or any other street girl. I think they come out at night.

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.

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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 surprises in Soho

I never know what I'm going to see when I go to Soho. On Friday I wandered around. I often see celebrities there. I saw Bob Mortimer of Vic and Bob fame. Without thinking I raised my hand in greeting, and he looked a bit puzzled as if he was thinking 'Do I know this person or does he just recognize me from the telly?'.

I've seen Bill Nighy sitting outside the Italian deli on the corner of Greens Court. Years ago I saw Suggs sitting outside Bar Italia, and more recently Rupert Everett sitting outside the restaurant next door. I even saw Billie Piper once.

I popped in to the internet cafe in Manette Street hoping to get some ideas about what I could do. Someone had left a comment on the blog about a new Chinese masseuse he had seen. She seemed very intriguing. I decided to try and find her. He didn't give me her name but he'd told me where she works.

I went to the place, said I wanted a massage, and asked who they had there that day. The girl in reception gave me a name that I didn't recognize. I asked if she's new. She said she is, so I handed over my £25 to her and sat down and waited.

A woman came up the stairs and greeted me. She looked around 30 and was reasonably attractive. She led me down to a small room with a massage table. She went out of the room and I took off my clothes. She had a strange massage technique, very vigorous, not the usual Chinese massage at all. I wondered where she had learned it.

I wasn't sure if I was in the mood for anything sexual, but when she asked me if I wanted her to wank me I thought yes. Often the women at these places handle my cock too delicately and it doesn't stimulate me enough. I thought maybe she would grasp it firmly and be quite vigorous. I gave her £20, and then the other £10 that I had in my wallet.

I thought I was just going to get a wank, with her naked or half naked. There's something quite innocent about a pretty Chinese girl wanking a man. That's part of the attraction. What I got from this woman though wasn't innocent. We did things that most Soho walk up girls would never do.

After taking her dress off, she got on top of me and rubbed herself up and down. This is called body to body. Then she started wanking me, encouraging me to touch her. I put my hand between her legs from behind and touched her pussy. I then tried to find her bum hole. I found it and after a while I had my finger all the way up her bum.

She pushed her finger up my bum too. They sometimes do this, and often they refer to it as prostate massage. She moved over so that I could suck a breast. Then she put her face next to my cock and smiled as if she wanted me to come all over her face. All of this without me asking.

I've never been with someone who did all this. My guess is that she's worked as a prostitute for years in Asia. Maybe Singapore, Hong Kong or Shanghai. She's come to England and got herself a job in a Chinese medical establishment and she's determined to make as much money as she can.

I wandered around Soho again and in Tisbury Court I saw a very thin scruffy girl who started talking to me. I told her that I knew who she is. I couldn't think of her name though. I said "You're the missing girl". She told me her name is Elise Langham. A couple of years ago I saw a police poster with photos of people who'd been given ASBOs banning them from Soho. One photo was of a girl who I thought I'd seen around Soho. I Googled her name and there were several newspaper articles about a missing girl who everyone was worried about.

She told me that her ASBO had run out so she's back in Soho. Later on I thought I saw Elise trying to get into a block of flats in Greens Court.

I decided to go and see Lily in Greek Street. By now it was early evening. There were people standing outside pubs in Bateman Street and Greek Street. Anybody wanting to go up the stairs of the walk ups would have to walk past them.

When I came out again a woman said "Did you have a good time?". I ignored her and continued walking. There were a few cheers as I walked away. I've never had that before. So Friday for me was a day of surprises and new experiences.

Tisbury Court

Soho and suburbia

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Poppy again

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.

I saw Poppy on Tuesday for the first time. I was so impressed with her that when she told me she does Thursdays too I wanted to see her again. So that's what I did today.

Poppy looks a bit like this

I tried to get to Soho before any lunchtime rush and I got there just after midday. The maid told me to come back in 10 minutes. There was someone with Poppy and someone else waiting with the maid. I decided I was going to wait around on the stairs otherwise I would lose my place. Another guy came and rang her bell, then went down and rang the bell of the flat below.

A man came down the stairs so I knew I could go up and ring the bell again. The maid invited me in and I sat with her for a while. I asked her if 20 minutes costs £50. At most places it does. She told me that she thinks it is £55, but I would have to ask Poppy. 10 minutes costs £20, so I wasn't sure if I wanted to spend the extra money.

Another guy rang the bell. The maid wanted to know how long I was going to spend. 20 minutes? I had to make a decision so I said yes. She told the guy to come back in 20 minutes.

We talked a bit more before Poppy was free. The maid said they have a phone number now, so that men can make appointments. She's so popular, but then I think most of the Thai girls here at the upper flat of 2 Greens Court are. She said she wasn't sure if she should put the phone number on the internet because it might cause problems for them. I said I thought it would be fine.

Then Poppy was free, and I went up the stairs. I'll never forget the first time I saw Poppy. She was in the bathroom at the top of the stairs and she gave me a lovely smile. I have included a photo of Billie Piper in this post because she does look a bit like this. If you think jet black hair and more oriental eyes then you get the idea.

Poppy greeted me at the top of the stairs. She was wearing more make up than she had done on Tuesday and she was wearing a tarty little dress. When we went into the bedroom she asked if I would like her to take off all her clothes. I said yes then said I liked what she was wearing on Tuesday. She thought and asked me if I meant the massage dress. I had thought it looked like the sort of thing that a massage girl would wear.

I asked her to put that one on, and she said it would cost an extra £10. She's got lots of uniforms. She had two pink short dresses almost identical and asked which one I wanted. I picked one out. I said I wanted her to pretend to be a massage girl and give me a massage. I lay on my tummy and she got some oil and massaged my shoulders.

I told her that when I turn over I'm going to ask her if she does any extras. If she's a good girl then she should say "No. I don't do any extras". If she's a naughty girl then she should say "Yes. I do hand relief". So we did that and she started wanking me, using oil. I asked her if she thought that these Chinese massage girls like to hold a stiff cock in their hands, and she said yes. I asked her if she thought that they liked to see sperm spurting out of the end of a stiff cock, and she said she thought they would.

So she continued wanking me for a while, and then I remembered what I used to do with one of my favourite sex workers. Ivy in Greek Street used to sit between my legs and wank me that way, talking dirty while she did it. We did that for a while and then I said I wanted her to lie on her back with her legs apart. She held open her pussy and I wanked myself till I came.

I asked her how long we've got left and she said 4 minutes. I said we could have a cuddle. We talked while I had my hand on her pussy. I said she doesn't need to wear so much make up because she's a natural beauty. She told me she has different looks because her customers like different things. She can look however a customer wants her to look.

nobody told me about her

I wasn't planning to come to Soho today but I wanted to see Roxy. She's very popular now. I had not seen her before but I liked what they are saying about her. She is as pretty as they say. When I saw her she reminded me of Holly Willoughby. She doesn't look exactly the same as Holly Willoughby but similar. She's blonde and wears tons of makeup but it's a nice look that suits her bubbly and giggly personality. She's got nice big eyes. I would guess she's 21 years old.

I'm glad I saw her, but she's not really my type. Young and blonde doesn't do it for me. I went to the upper flat at 2 Greens Court to see one of the Thai girls. What a surprise I got when I saw Poppy. I think she is stunning to look at, and she has a very sultry look. I wish that I had known how lovely she is, but nobody told me about her. I want to see her again.

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.

As with Roxy, I told Poppy I wanted her to lie on her back with her legs apart. I wanted her to hold her pussy open. I got an erection but I didn't manage to come. Ten minutes is not a lot of time, maybe next time I'll spend longer. I'll definitely refrain from wanking for some time before I go; because I hadn't planned to come to Soho I'd had a wank this morning.

I hadn't been to this flat for years. Every time I went there to see one of the Thai girls the maid said I should come back later because they're busy. I've seen photos of the flat, it's very nice there.

I ended up in Little Newport Street. I asked the maid if it is Holly today, she said no it's Lisa. I had forgotten who Lisa is. In my mind I seemed to remember a nice Filipina woman from years ago who I had liked. I was thinking of Lucy. When I saw Lisa I remembered I'd seen her a few weeks ago.

Lisa is an older woman and dark. Not young and blonde like Roxy. Not young and dark like Poppy. Although Lisa's not much to look at, unlike Holly who works at the same place, she did it for me. I looked at her pussy and wanked myself. I asked if she could talk dirty. She called me a wanker, which is not quite what I had in mind. She said that I had to keep wanking and she was going to count to ten and she wanted me to come before then. That's what happened.

Little Newport Street, Chinatown, London

tried to see Zara ended up with Lily

I tried to see Zara again yesterday. I asked the maid if it is Zara today and she said no it's Mary. I don't think Zara does alternate Wednesdays any more, just Sundays and Mondays. She said I could wait for Mary to become available and see if I liked her. I had discovered two beautiful women there - Zara and Suzy - so I thought I might get lucky again. I sat in the chair and listened to the music from the clothes shop above.

Mary, or Maria as she is also called, was indeed lovely. She is tall and has black hair. She looks Greek. She says she's Spanish but is apparently Romanian. She's not as beautiful as Zara or Suzy though so I told her I'm going to come back when Zara's here. It was nice to get a look at Mary in her glamour wear.

I went to 2 Greens Court because I wanted to see one of the Thai girls. The maid said that it's Sophie today, who isn't normally there Wednesdays. She said Sophie's busy but I can come back a bit later. She didn't want me to wait for Sophie with her, perhaps because she had one or two punters waiting. I have heard that Poppy, Porn, Tilly and Mesa are good but I didn't recognize the name Sophie. If I had gone away and looked on the wiki page I could have seen that Sophie comes highly recommended too. Apparently she's taller than the other Thai girls.

I ended up seeing Lily at 8 Greek Street. I saw her last week and I enjoyed myself so I thought I would go again. Last week I wanked myself while looking at her pussy. Her legs were wide apart and one of her feet was near my cock so I ejaculated onto her foot. Yesterday I wanted to fuck her. I knelt on the bed and looked at her pussy, playing with my cock to make it erect. I asked her if she would mind if I used one of my special condoms. I expected her to say no and was surprised when she said that would be fine.

Someone recommended Mates Skyn condoms because they allow for greater sensitivity. The last time I saw Zara she told me she didn't allow punters to bring their own condoms. I thought this might be a general rule for sex workers. I don't know if it was the condom or the encouraging and arousing things that Lily was saying to me while I was thrusting into her but I came inside her before too long.

two Lisas and a Zara

I knew that both Zara and Lisa were likely to be working in Soho yesterday. I saw Zara last month and had a great time with her. Zara is very attractive and I was able to orgasm by fucking her, which is something unusual for me. Lisa is also attractive but taller than Zara. I thought I might try fucking her. I had heard recently that she's good at handjobs so I thought I might try that too.

I have seen Lisa three or four times over the years. She's definitely an attractive woman but each time I see her she seems to look different. I didn't find her as attractive yesterday as I had expected. She was wearing a bikini, she took her top off and got onto the bed with me, taking my cock into her hand. I wasn't getting turned on and I asked her to take her bikini bottoms off.

She removed them and continued playing with my willy; smiling, talking dirty and moving her tongue about in a suggestive way. I asked her to lie on her back with her legs apart so that I could look at her pussy and play with myself. This is how I usually manage to orgasm but it wasn't really working. I asked her to lie on her side, with one knee up so that I could see her bum and pussy at the same time.

I explained to her that last week I had been on holiday on the south coast. Walking along a beach I saw two people lying on the shingle. One of them was a girl. I could see up her skirt but I wasn't close enough to be sure of what I was seeing. I couldn't see any knickers, either she was wearing tights or nothing under her skirt. I found it a great turn on, but even thinking about that and looking at Lisa's bum and pussy slit wasn't doing it for me. So I left when my time was up without achieving orgasm.

52 Greek Street - you can see the sign for Monica
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I went to see Zara in Greet Street. I started off looking at her pussy and wanking myself but then I wanted to try fucking her. I asked if I could use the condoms I had brought with me. Someone had recommended this particular brand. Mates Skyn 'closest thing to wearing nothing'. I thought they might enhance my pleasure and help me come to orgasm instead of losing my erection as usually happens. She wouldn't allow it though, she said her ones were thick and safe.

She put a condom on and I got on top of her. To begin with I couldn't see her face but then at her suggestion I lifted myself up and I was able to look at her while thrusting in and out of her. She really does have a beautiful face. Both Zara and Lisa look like movie stars but with different looks. Zara looks Italian and Lisa looks kind of Scandinavian. Even so I wasn't able to come.

When I was talking to Zara she confirmed that she used to work at 21 Greek Street with Elena. 21 Greek Street was closed and has not re-opened. She told me Elana is now working in Mayfair, as I had thought. I had thought her name was Sara or Sarah but now I am sure it is Zara. She's very friendly and talkative.

I went to Greens Court looking for one of the Thai girls, either Poppy or Porn. Tilly I think is another one who comes highly recommended. It was Mesa who was there. I tried to see her but the maid said she was busy but I could book to see her if I wanted. I declined and went to Little Newport Street instead. Here I saw a Thai woman called Lisa. She wasn't as attractive or as friendly as Holly who I usually see there, but she has a very pretty pussy.

Lisa played with her pussy, her legs wide apart. The room had been a bit dark and I had asked for more light. I opened her pussy wider. She held it open wide, and I imagined seeing it beneath a skirt or a nightie. She had given me tissues and indicated that she didn't want me to come all over her. (I know a couple of women in Soho who would let me come over them.) It didn't take long before I had a powerful and prolonged orgasm. I left feeling very happy.

Little Newport Street in Chinatown London
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my best Soho experience

52 Greek Street - you can see the sign for Monica
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I've just had probably my best experience in Soho. I went to 52 Greek Street looking for Monica. She wasn't there but there was this beautiful girl there instead. Her name is Sarah or Sara. When I asked her where she comes from she wanted me to guess. I said South America, but she said no, Bulgaria.

She has black hair and big dark eyes. She is of medium height, not slender but not fat either, and looks to be about 21.

It's strange but a while ago I went looking for Monica at 52 Greek Street and found Suzy. She was lovely but I think I like Sarah even better. I think she's more sexy. Not everyone agreed with me that Suzy was beautiful, and I don't expect they will agree with me over Sarah either.

Usually when I see a Soho sex worker I tell her that I want to look at her pussy and wank myself. I said that to Sarah too. She lay back on the bed with her legs apart and I knelt between her legs. It didn't take me long to get an erection. It was quite strong and I decided I wanted to try and fuck her. She put a condom on me and I got on top of her.

Instead of me losing my erection after a while, which is what usually happens, I kept going. It would have been nice if I could have looked at her face while I was on top of her but all I could see was the top of her head. So I decided to imagine the dark-haired woman in the comedy show 2 Broke Girls, someone I find really sexy. Sarah has the same kind of sultry sexiness that this actress has.

It took me a while but I came inside her. This doesn't happen often with me, although I had a similar experience earlier this year in a Thai brothel in South Croydon. It must be the best £22 that I've ever spent.

UPDATE: This woman may be the same as Zara, who used to work at 21 Greek Street. That's the problem when they're not allowed to put their names next to the door. She might have said Zara to me and I misheard it as Sara or Sarah.

A couple of weeks ago someone told me about a Chinese girl in Covent Garden. She was as young and pretty as I had been informed. I was told she has a lovely figure too but I didn't get that far. She wanted £40 for hand relief but I declined. If it was £40 for hand relief and a strip that would have been more like it. When I said I didn't have £40 she seemed a bit sulky, no more smiles and giggles, and massaged me a bit more till my time was up.

This may have been because she thought I didn't fancy her. She had been fishing for compliments and I could tell she loves flattery about her appearance. She may have thought I wasn't willing to part with money because I didn't find her arousing. Also she had been questioning me about how I had got her name. I just said a friend had told me about her but she kept asking and when I told her that I found out about her on the Internet she didn't like that at all.

She's very secretive about what she does, and not just because she doesn't want knowledge about what she does to get back to her employer. I think that when she's alone in her room with a man she finds attractive then she's willing to do a lot more. Someone got a body-to-body massage from her, and he said she was very sexy and put her tongue in his mouth.

I think this young lady has things just the way she wants it. She makes loads of money because men will pay more for a pretty young girl like her. Her working environment is good, there's a shower in the room. She keeps what she does confidential so that if an older and less attractive man asks if she does any extras she will say hand relief only - nothing else, not even a strip - £40 take it or leave it. When she's with a younger or more attractive man then she has some fun. And she gets told how pretty she is many times a day. Good luck to her.

Little Newport Street again (and again)

On Thursday evening last week I was in Soho. This is unusual for me because I'm usually there in the afternoon. I tried to see Lily at 8 Greek Street but the maid said that she's busy and to come back later. Lily is an older woman but I've always had fun with her.

Not long ago I was with Lily and we could hear the bed creaking from the flat above. We both thought it was funny. I imagined Sabrina, a plump plain woman, on her back with her legs apart and a big man on top of her. It made me want to go up and give her a good seeing to myself.

Next I went to 2 Greens Court. I knocked on the door of the upper flat but a woman's voice answered 'We've finished'. This was about 8 pm so I guess they close then.

I went to 10 Little Newport Street to see if Holly was there. The maid said that she hadn't arrived yet but I could wait if I wanted. Here you go up some stairs to the second floor landing and there's a chair where you can wait. I was waiting quite a long time because there had been some mix up with the times. I took my willy out and tried to get an erection.

Eventually Holly came in and the maid told me she won't be long. I liked the idea of seeing Holly in her street clothes and then watching her remove them. Years ago I was on the stairs of 1 Greens Court and a young Italian-looking woman came in. She complained to her maid about tube delays. I wanted to go in with her and undress her. I regretted not trying that. I think that seeing a woman in her ordinary clothes and then removing them is more arousing than glamour wear or nakedness.

Halfway down the stairs I said to the maid 'Would it be alright if I watched her undressing?'. She said to Holly 'The gentleman wants to know if it he can watch you getting undressed'. I went into the room but Holly had already stripped to the waist. She was busying herself with paper towels, lube etc. She said I could take my clothes off and lie on the bed. She washed her pussy in the bidet.

She tried to give me an erection by bending over the bed, putting a condom on my cock and sucking it. This doesn't work for me though. I told her to lie on the bed and I knelt between her legs looking at her pussy and playing with myself. I got an erection and when I was approaching orgasm I said 'Can I put a condom on and fuck you?'. As she reached across I realized that I had gone too far and I was coming. I said 'Too late!' and continued wanking myself until my orgasm had finished.

A couple of weeks ago I was walking along Little Newport Street and I saw a pretty girl coming out of the basement of number 11. She smiled at me and asked me if I wanted massage. I couldn't resist and she took me downstairs. There was a middle-aged Chinese woman there and they talked in Cantonese. There were little rooms in the basement but they were all in use. The girl took me up the stairs to the second (or third) floor.

We passed a doorway on the first floor where I could see people sitting at computers - this must have been someone's business, unconnected with the massage. The girl had a key to a door but she couldn't open it. I tried, and then she tried again, but it wouldn't open. Then someone opened the door from the other side. It was a Chinese woman and a young Asian man in a suit. They had locked the door behind them.

We went into the room and she showed me into one of the little massage rooms. I took off my clothes and lay face down on the massage table. She came in and started the massage. When I'd turned over she asked me if I wanted her to wank me. I asked her how much that costs and she said £50.

This surprised me because the usual price is £20 for the 'happy ending'. I tried to bargain her downwards but her English is poor so it was impossible to know what it was that I was agreeing to. At one point I thought she wanted £25 just to finish off the massage. So I ended up just having a straight massage and when she'd finished she didn't ask me for any more money.

She's quite a smiley girl and she looks as if she could be fun but unless you can overcome this communication problem it could be difficult. It was only later that I remembered that someone had told me about this place. He said that you can get full sex here. So it could be somewhere worth exploring further. There's an intriguing little video here.

Little Newport Street in Chinatown London



curiosity killed the cat

I was in Chinatown and Soho yesterday and I didn't intend to spend any money after having spent quite a lot of money last week on massage. However, curiosity as much as anything made me go places and far from getting me into trouble I had a good time.

I have seen a lovely lady in Little Newport Street a few times. Her name is Holly and she is from Thailand. I mentioned this in a couple of places but at least one person said they didn't have a happy experience going there. The first time I met Holly she told me she tends to work several days in a row and then take a week off. It crossed my mind that there may be another woman there, someone not as lovely as Holly, who might also get called by that name. It could be that the maid can't be bothered to give the correct name or that she's cashing in on Holly's good name.

So I thought I would go up there and ask who's there that day. If the maid says Holly then I could go in and maybe it would be a different woman to the Holly that I know. However, it was the same woman I have seen before. I asked Holly if we could do what we did last time I saw her. I didn't want to take all my clothes off and get onto the bed with her. I wanted to sit in a chair near the bed while she showed me her pussy and I wanked myself.

I gave her her £25 plus £2 for her maid. She lay back on the bed, just a couple of feet away from me, and opened her legs wide. She played with her pussy, opening it so that I could get a good look. She has a very attractive pussy and it didn't take long before I got an erection. However, I lost the erection after a while and then my 10 minutes was up. It was a pleasurable experience though and worth the money even though I didn't come.

I wandered around Chinatown and then I started thinking about a woman at a Chinese medical establishment in Charing Cross Road. I'm not going to give her name because she wouldn't want that. I first saw her years ago and I have mentioned her a few times on this blog. Regular readers will know who I mean, her name is the same as a Spanish queen.

One of my readers emailed me after reading last week's post. He said he had been to see the Chinese girl I saw last week a few times, and asked me if I knew anyone else as nice as her. Now that Candy has gone back to China all that I could think to say is to ask him if he has seen the woman in Charing Cross Road.

I hadn't seen her for a long time and someone said she was looking older and fatter. I decided to go there and ask for her. I thought they might say she doesn't work there any more, or that she's not there right now. However, the girl behind the counter said she's available right now. I handed over my £25 for a half hour's massage.

she looks a bit like this

When I saw her I realized that she is just as beautiful as the last time I saw her, as young and as slender. She took me down the stairs and though a warren of corridors to the massage room. When she'd done my back and I turned over she asked if I wanted hand relief. I asked how much it cost. She said £20. I asked what else she did. I had heard she does a lot more than anything that I had asked for. She asked me what I wanted. I put my hand to my mouth and mimicked oral sex. She said £50.

I decided to go for the hand relief. I didn't think it would work because usually when I plan to go somewhere I refrain from masturbating for a few days. This makes it more likely that I will achieve orgasm. I had had a wank that morning though, not planning on going anywhere for sex adventures.

To begin with I couldn't even get an erection. Then I decided to think about Holly and her pussy. I imagined myself kneeling on the floor and inserting my erection into Holly's wet pussy. Without a condom. Imagined all the sensations, the slipperiness and the warmth. I was feeling this in my cock as the Chinese woman was wanking me. She was using a lot of warm oil. The occasional squelching sound helped a lot.

I moved my pelvis up and down a little bit. She was doing something intensively to the end of my cock while gripping the base with the other hand. I was still thinking of Holly's pussy as I ejaculated. After she cleaned me up I put on my clothes. I was about to go out of the door when she indicated to me that I had forgotten to pay her the £20 that we had agreed.

I have often thought that I might forget to pay the extra money for the sexual services, and I have often wondered what they would do if this happened. Would they perhaps rugby tackle me to the floor and shout something like "Oi, you pervert, you're not going anywhere. I've just developed RSI giving you you're orgasm and now you 'pretend' that you've forgotten to pay me!"

Well, I found out what they do, or at least what she does. She gave me a smile, inclined her head to the side and lifted an open hand close to her face, pursing her lips. I apologized and handed over a £20 note, then we kissed on both cheeks and she showed me up the stairs and out the door.

Ella Suzy Eva

Yesterday I went to see Ella at 2 Lisle Street. I was hoping that she would be pretty like Suzy. Someone had said she's good-looking. It just shows how personal and individual tastes are because I didn't find her attractive. I would say that she's above average but nothing special. I didn't find her friendly either. On the other hand, someone went to see Suzy yesterday after what I had written about her and he said he didn't find her attractive at all.

It is possible that the girl I saw wasn't Ella. Last year I went to see a girl in Lisle Street called Evelina because someone said she's a real beauty. There was a sign up saying Evelina but when I saw her I wasn't impressed at all and I left. Then I realised this woman has blonde hair where Evelina was supposed to have black hair. So it was a completely different woman. It looks as if Evelina only lasted a few days in the Soho walk ups.

When describing a girl from memory sometimes your memory can get things wrong. I described Suzy as having a light tan but that was inaccurate. Her skin, although not pure white, is paler than that. They can look different though depending on light levels. After I saw Ella I went to see Suzy in Greek Street. She seemed tired and wasn't wearing much make up but I still think that she's the prettiest girl in Soho. I asked her if she had been dancing all night but she said no.

Then I looked around for who else I could see. I knew that Eva was back in her Berwick Street flat after an absence. I had seen Eva twice before and enjoyed it both times. When I knocked on the door of the upper flat at 70A Berwick Street it was opened by Eva. She told me she would be a few minutes and asked me to sit in the chair. She pulled a curtain next to me so that when the other punter left we wouldn't see each other.

I listened to the muffled sounds coming from the bedroom. There were two women in the kitchen and I could see one of them. She looked about 40 and I found her very attractive. The other woman was the maid; I saw her briefly and she had her hair partly in foil. It looked as if she was dying her hair, which might explain why she hadn't open the door to me. I recognised her as the woman who has a chihuahua dog that she used to bring with her. The two women were talking animatedly. I looked at the unfamiliar woman and wondered who she is; it even crossed my mind that this might be the infamous Claudia come back for a visit.

it was a lot like this when I was waiting to see Eva

The other punter left and Eva invited me in. Eva is tall and slender but not too skinny and she had next to nothing on. She has light blonde hair and a pale skin. She is everything that Ella was not. She's attractive and very friendly. She wanted a hug, then a smack on the bum and then another one. She said she thought she remembered me.

I had given £22 to Ella and £22 to Suzy but I decided to give Eva £32. We got onto the bed and she put a condom on and started sucking my cock. After a couple of minutes I said "Show me your pussy" so she lay flat and opened her legs. She wanted me to play with her clit and showed me how she likes it.

She got her vibrator out and started masturbating while I knelt between her legs and wanked myself. She kept going until she had an orgasm, her third of the day apparently. A few seconds after she came I came too. I hadn't come with Ella or Suzy so I was pleased when it happened. She showed me the vibrator saying that it feels like a real penis. I touched it and it felt soft to the touch.

When I was getting dressed we talked about the maid. She goes to the English Collective of Prostitutes meetings apparently. I asked Eva who the other woman is. She said it is Lisa, who works here at weekends. This surprised me because the last time I saw Lisa she had longer blonde hair. Although, as I said, your memory can get things wrong. When I thought about it I could see yes it could be her. So now I am thinking I should make a special trip into Soho on Saturday. I always said Lisa is damned attractive but I fancy her even more now. I'm definitely going to see Eva again though, maybe next Tuesday.