Review of Apple of House of Divine, London

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My first visit to HOD's new premises in swanky South London. I didn't see much of them, truth to tell. I had already showered, so didn't need the bathroom, and was ushered into the first door on the left. Though it's a basement, I had the impression of a corridor that seemed to extend endlessly - nothing pokey about it at all. So none of the splendours of the past, but a very decent location indeed. Room absolutely fit for purpose.
(Can't swear to the exact time and date at this distance in time, but more or less as given.)

The quintessence of Oriental petiteness - a lovely little body and a very fetching smile.

Recently, whenever I've wanted an Oriental session in London, I've been getting myself Zizzied. She seemed to have cornered the market in that area of my affections. But there's more to life than just being superlatively pampered and shagged out, so I thought I'd better see what else was on offer. Apple too superlatively pampered me, and I have no doubt that if my energy levels had been higher she'd have shagged me out too. I was a very undemanding punter that day (for various reasons I need not go into) and she adjusted to tired-old-gent mode with absolute smoothness. Basically I just feasted on her lovely body, and then she kissed me into oblivion.
A lovely girl who left me very happy indeed.