Wow . . . Just wow. This is not a review of ladies, I'll do that later in the review section; this is a review of London.
First off, once you start looking it seems amazing, there are tons of hot women on the websites, almost an impossible number. This is because, like all other manual labor in London, Eastern Europeans flood the market here to work. Call me crazy but I had a desire to get laid by a Brit in Britain. So after much searching I discovered a few things. First off, prostitution is mostly legal in London so they have ZERO need for discretion, which is why all the women want a phone call from you cell phone. The one girl I dealt with claimed this was for her safety . . . A fact she revealed to me via email 10 minutes before our appointment.
Note to London prositutes . . . People from out of town (and probably locals too) may not want to explain an international phone call with number printed on bill. It's so simple really . . . such a simple concept. So with that in mind, some providers use this AdultWork site, seems to really big in London; but it requires you to pay for credits to communicate with the providers . . . Same problem, how do I explain that charge to my card? This means that the AdultWork network is not available to a foreigner trying to be discrete. So I finally found a provider with a decent reputation and who communicated by email . . . Until she didn't.
As a backup I switched to an Eastern European from an agency. The agency was professional, and sent me the girl I requested right away . . . finally some competence. Meh, not really. What I got was a pro who did the bare MINIMUM. If she could have touched my dick with someone else's hand she would have. Truly remarkable to have someone that does this for a living be soooooooooo incredibly bad at it; and she's very experienced . . . and very very bad. So bad in fact, that I'm starting to suspect I got tricked on the reviews, I'll know more once I see the TER reviews (I was working off of a local review I board, that is clearly bullshit Punterlink is not to be trusted). She was clearly repulsed, an effect I've never had on a woman before (except maybe my wife), and clearly hostile (even more than my wife)- a hostility I think she generated from being upset that I would not cum from a handjob.
You know when you crave something, like a favorite food from a favorite restaurant? Then you get it and it's just so/so, then you wonder why you wanted it so bad in the first place, and you can do with out it now? Well that's what London has done for me and the hobby. It's WAY too much effort to get laid, and then once you finally get there, the sex is shit. And now, I've forgotten why I craved it so much in the first place.
Keep Calm and just jerkoff.