Erotic massage & escort in South Kensington

By day South Kensington belongs to the museums; by night it’s a very grown-up neighbourhood. The people who book me here are usually one of two kinds: visitors who’ve spent the afternoon among dinosaur skeletons and Victorian teapots, or locals in mansion flats with ceilings so high the room seems to hold its breath. Both are two Tube stops from an erotic massage at my flat, and both make a dinner date worth dressing for.

Onslow Square, Thurloe Square, the white terraces off Old Brompton Road: these are some of the best-proportioned rooms in London, and as your escort I’ve been undressed in a fair few of them. Eight minutes in a cab and I’m at your door.

Lola Unwrapped near South Kensington, at my Earl’s Court flat

Lola Unwrapped is my signature, and South Kensington books it more than anywhere. It begins as a striptease and becomes a massage. Before you set off, you decide what I’m wearing underneath: black, red, white, something in between. In my room it’s one lamp, one chair and you on the edge of the bed with nowhere else to look; by the time the oil comes out, the lingerie is somewhere on the rug.

Tell me the occasion, if there is one: a birthday, a promotion, a Tuesday that deserves better. I’ll dress for it. From South Kensington station (Circle, District and Piccadilly lines) it’s two stops west to Earl’s Court, and my private incall is a short walk from there: no sign, nobody else in it, a hot shower and sheets changed for every single booking.

Cut to: a stocking over the back of the chair, the lamp still burning.

Erotic massage after a day on Exhibition Road

Exhibition Road is a long walk on hard floors. The Natural History Museum, the V&A, the Science Museum: three hours that feel like six. If you’re staying in SW7 for a few days, come to me for the evening and lie down. The museums close in the early evening, which leaves just enough time for two stops on the Piccadilly line, a hot shower at mine and an hour on the table.

A sensual naked massage starts with your feet and calves, because they’ve earned it, and works its way up at whatever pace the evening suggests. My flat is also where nuru happens, if Unwrapped has left you curious about the wetter version of me. Staying nearer the Tube at Gloucester Road? You’re one stop closer still.

South Kensington dinner dates and escort evenings

South Kensington eats well and quietly: the little French corner around Bute Street, Old Brompton Road heading west, Brompton Road heading towards Knightsbridge. Book a dinner date and we have three or four hours, which is enough for a long table, a slow walk past the museums lit up after dark, and the rest of the night at your flat.

As an escort I’m easy company at a table. I ask questions and listen to the answers, I laugh when something’s funny and not when it isn’t, and by dessert everyone nearby has worked out that we’re leaving together. If you spent the day in a museum, tell me which one; I’ll ask what you saw, and I’ll genuinely want to know. Dinner dates need a day’s notice, and on any outcall you cover my taxi as well as the rate.