Crypt Cafe, St. Martin-in-the-Fields, London
Moderators, I am not sure where this report should go. Money changed hands, but the girl involved feels more like a civvie. Please move to wherever you think it should go. Thank you.
Venue: London
Name: Marta
Nationality: Polish
Age: 26
Height: 5'9'' or a little taller
Weight: around 130 lbs
FV: 4/5
BV: 5/5
GFE: 5/5
PSE: 0
Cost: 300 pounds
Repeat: Yes
After a hard day with clients, I decided to spend the evening listening to some Bach at the free concert at St. Martin-in-the-Fields and grabbed an early dinner at the basement cafe in the Catherdral. I sat at a table next to a pretty redhead. We were stealing glances at each other until I boldened up and asked her if we could have dinner together. It turns out she is a graduate student in Hebrew Philology (whatever that is!) at the University of Lodz in Poland and was in London trying to line up a job before Brexit makes it impossible. My assessment was that she was not flush with money and decided to order up a fuller meal for both of us (no big deal, just mushroom lasagna, salad and a bottle of white wine). Over the course of dinner, I suggested and she agreed that we go to the concert together after dinner. At the concert, she sat snuggled against me and held my hand in her lap throughout the evening.
Eventually, I suggested that we spend the night together at my flat afterwards. First a shower together. Marta is a natural redhead, fair and freckled all over. She has natural C cup breasts and well formed but not large buttocks, athletically built but long and lithe with little body fat. The sex was good and natural, felt like sex with a girl friend - mutual arousal, then mish for the first shot and doggie for the second, both shots covered. We slept afterwards, with her head against my chest and her left hand holding my penis. I was awakened in the morning with her riding me bare. Fortunately, she comes quick and I was able to pull out after she was done.
After breakfast, I asked her point blank how her job hunt was coming along. She admitted she was having a hard time finding a job and would either have to stop or do something she really does not want to do. I gave her 300 pounds to tide her over, advised her not to do anything stupid like selling her body to make ends meet, and to call me if by the time the money runs out
she still wants to continue her job search.
So the meet felt like a civvvie meet, except money did change hands.
I am putting a 10 reading access to this post to protect the girl. Although I never post pictures, there might be enough detail to identify her to someone who might know her.
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