as good as it gets

On Wednesday I spent half an hour with a beautiful young woman. She looks halfway between Kelly Brook and Eva Mendes. she is tall and slender and good fun to be with. It only cost me £40. I'm going back to see her next Wednesday. She only works Wednesdays.

In the news today Students turn to sex work to make ends meet at university, study finds Research shows one in 20 students has worked in sex industry to fund lifestyles, just get by or reduce debts. Maybe I got one of those. I can tell you more about her and what else I got up to in Portland Street in Manchester in my next post.

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.

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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3 Thai massages-pleasure and pain

In the past couple of months I have had three Thai massages in different towns, Liverpool, Penzance and today Chester. I was offered hand relief in the first two, I didn't have to ask. The massage itself is surprisingly cheap, £35 for an hour. The hand relief however cost £40, which is more than I'm used to paying. In Liverpool it was Mayuree Thai Massage in Berry Street. In Penzance it was Oriental Thai Massage in Albert Street.

Today I was in Chester and I went to ThaiNamoon in Brook Street. I wasn't offered hand relief or any other sexual service. What I got was a quite painful massage, different from any massage I have had before. She located knots of muscle in my back and tried to get rid of them by putting her body weight onto them through her elbow (at least I think that's what she was doing, I couldn't actually see lying on my tummy). I knew that it was doing me good though and I'm pleased I had it. Going for a Thai massage is a bit like Russian Roulette, you can't predict if it will be pleasure or pain. Thai Roulette, perhaps.

A couple of months ago I was wandering around Chinatown in London and I let a young woman persuade me to part with £50 for a 4-hands massage. She said it was cheaper because I hadn't been there before and tried it. This was at Natural Wellness/Heavenly Touch 15 Brewer Street. I have had a 4-hands massage a long time ago in Penge but I wasn't offered anything sexual and I didn't like to ask. It was a nice massage in Penge though especially when they started giggling as they were massaging my thighs.

Hand relief was on offer at Natural Wellness but the surroundings weren't conducive to erotic pleasure. Here it felt like I was naked on an operating table with people standing over me prodding me.

Sometimes a reader of my blog sends me an email and tells me about his experiences. I can get quite envious when I read what they have been up to. The guy who went to see Candy at the Red Lotus Spa and she let him put his finger in her bum hole. I wish I'd thought of that when I was with her. When I tried to see her again they told me she'd gone back to China. Another man told me he pays for 90 minute sessions and offers to massage the girl. He told me he licked Claire's pussy at Everwell in Charing Cross Road and I believe him. Yet another of my readers told me about a place in Twickenham where he goes. The girls are young and inexperienced there but are open to persuasion and he is happy to teach them what to do.

Then there's the guy who told me about his body-to-body massage with a pretty girl in Covent Garden. I've seen her, and she is pretty. I can imagine her slippery wet body moving over him and her little titties with hard nipples rubbed up against him. She put her tongue in his mouth.