Oh, speaking of masseuses who ‘change professions’ — I had a similar experience. It was my friend's birthday, so we ordered a girl from escort girls, writing that we just wanted some pleasant company for dinner in Soho. A Thai girl arrived (petite, with a smile from ear to ear and perfect English), and it turned out that she had indeed worked in a massage parlour before, but then moved here. We had dinner at Sexy Fish, then went to a rooftop bar, and she got everyone talking so well that the evening turned out to be a blast. At the end, my friend quietly said, ‘I wish I had kept her for the whole night instead of that massage parlour back then.’











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