Massage Parlor Reports

[Member #4332]

Hey guys,

I read the boston forum every day and partake in the hobby now and again so looking for a little info. I saw an on craigs list for a provider named madison was wondering if anyone had seen her before. I checked tinyeye about the pic but that came back negative.

Here's the ad:

http://providence.craigslist.org/ers/1167327586.html

[Fun Guy 71]

So it was Monday. The legislature was supposed to be contemplating action and options for the good of the great State of Rhode Island. On the other hand, I was considering my Korean options.

My goal was one last visit ahead of whatever may come. Thought about One Spa and all the good reviews but decided if this was to be the last of a good thing in Rhode Island I would like to go out with experiencing Pink. Arrived and welcomed by the older midget MS and introduced to Pink. They said Hannah was "on vacation". Pink was reserved but pleasant.....until we got to the table shower. Pink is a RI treat and not to be missed, just for the TS. Front and back, soapy slide. A real treat, certainly something that every place in RI could use to improve their traffic and goodwill with customers.

Back in the room, mutual massage and then lots of fun in almost every position, nothing lacking and a robust finish for both of us.

If this was to be my last visit in a RI spa, then I would give it a solid 10 thumbs up and never regret my decision to finally visit Pink. Solidly recommended.

[Existierende]

Does anyone know what happened to the Bill that was supposed to be voted on today regarding everyone's favorite activities down in RI?

I looked online and couldn't find anything.

The vote in the House is now scheduled for tomorrow.

It is my understanding that it would need to be passed by the Senate and signed in order to become law. (Giving us a few more weeks.) Does anyone know if this is correct?

[Iamme Iam]

I was on the road last week heading towards Lily, and out of the blue I got a call from Michelle, last seen 2 years ago at Wanskuk. Total coincidence, some sort of sexual psychic conection. She used to call me everytime she returned from vacation, a good marketing idea. She wanted me to know she was now at 519 Atwell, I have never been, and didn't have time to hunt, so I promised a future visit. Last time I saw her she was about 5', less than 100lbs, A cup, and the longest nipples I have ever seen, over an inch long. She is FS and can give a good TS, I found her lacking in no area, just not my favorite size.
Thought I would pass along the info for Spinner fans.

[RH Treller]

Made my first visit to One Spa Monday at about 11 am. I figured the place would be quiet, but it was very busy. The bell rang at least 5 times in the hour I was there.

I asked for P, Nicole, or Coco, based on reviews here. They were either not there or busy and mamasan promised me a nice girl.

I got Barbie (I think). Very attractive, shoulder length curly hair. From California, very chatty with a heavy accent but after a few minutes I could understand her just fine. She said she had only been there for a few days.

I had a great time! I lack the writing skills of some of the posters on here so I can't be too specific but I would recommend this one. She is a bit chatty and very playful so if you aren't into that then she might not be for you.

Everthing on the menu for $50 to the house (using the coupon) plus usual tip for "everything." She wanted the money up front and counted it which didn't bother me, either.

From our conversation I gathered this place has a lot of turnover and the girls come and go fairly often.

I would recommend this place and repeat my visit.

[After The Flip]

Oh man, did you just lay some cable before you got there or something? Maybe you could have spritzed up a little in the bathroom yourself. But I do feel your pain, I've been there. Thanks for not leaving skid marks on the towels for us! And thanks for the great (as in helpful) review.

No cable, TA, (I prefer FIOS in any case). But I just wanted to be squeaky-clean and wasn't, that's all. I'd come to expect it and missed it. We should move on.

On to the main question in my report. What's going on with the strip of Kleenex wrapped around the base of my cock under the condom?

Anyone?

Nogbad

[Tommy Anonymus]

The main purpose, in my book, is to clean what's being referred to in this forum as the critical areas (plural? Did someone tear you a new one? ). And Shiny avoided that one thing, the TS raison d'être, the very thing we lie face-down in everyone else's dirty bath water to get. I think she may have poked the soap there, briefly, but whatever she did was definitely at arm's length. Inauspicious start. It gets worse. Or better depending on your take on schadenfreude.

Still feeling disappointingly dirty instead of refreshingly squeaky clean and frankly a little concerned about drying off too vigorously back there with the fluffy sandpaper they call towels, we went straight to the room skipping the tiny sauna. There, Shiny toweled me dry, with me clenching a bit because I got a bit preoccupied by the total lack of the one thing I have to say has been an enjoyable constant at OS and other places. I let it go and moved on when she stopped toweling.

Oh man, did you just lay some cable before you got there or something? Maybe you could have spritzed up a little in the bathroom yourself. But I do feel your pain, I've been there. Thanks for not leaving skid marks on the towels for us! And thanks for the great (as in helpful) review.

[FoundLounging]

Does anyone know what happened to the Bill that was supposed to be voted on today regarding everyone's favorite activities down in RI?

I looked online and couldn't find anything.

[Member #4868]

2953) But on the bright side at least you got to pound her. Evidently that makes your visit successful compared to the previous review mentioned above!

Thanks SO for pointing out the fact that Nog's visit was bad but mine was worse! LOL.

I wonder if OS's popularity is in fact becoming a problem. More guys go, more girls needed, quality issues ensue. I personally have decided to expand my horizons on the next RI trip and try another spa.

That is of coarse predicated on there actually being any AMP's after the vote tomorrow!

PwH

[Stressed Out]

I stood my ground with the "I'll get you someone nice" routine, asked to be shown the line-up, and waited a few minutes in the room. I spent the time looking for hidden cameras. I didn't see any but I did find some excellent hiding places. It's got to happen from time to time. Anyway, in walks mama-san and a small essay of trollops. I say small, but at 4 it ties the largest selection I've ever gotten. Introduced one by one by mamasan like a proud teacher before her students' piano recital, I checked each one off as we went down the line trying to apply logic to my choice so that when it came down to it I wouldn't fall apart and embarrass myself. Ellie: done already, average, a little heavier than I like, but pretty and took it like a champ. Angie: done already, better than average, a bit mechanical. XXXXXX (my mom's name): cannot afford the therapy I'd need if I went with her, and in any case would have to give up mongering to pay for it. Shiny: new, interesting-looking, nice bod. "Shiny" I said with conviction and authority. So Shiny it was. If she had moved even one facial muscle when I called her name I'm sure it would have been to register pleasure. But she didn't.

At this point in the proceedings, I can offer you a premonition: all that glitters is not gold.

The TS was noteworthy in its non-noteworthyness. We did not chat, grope, smile much, or much of anything, in fact. It was hard to get a rise out of any of the participants, if you get my meaning. And I think you do. But here's the thing I noticed. The main purpose, in my book, is to clean what's being referred to in this forum as the critical areas (plural? Did someone tear you a new one? ). And Shiny avoided that one thing, the TS raison d'être, the very thing we lie face-down in everyone else's dirty bath water to get. I think she may have poked the soap there, briefly, but whatever she did was definitely at arm's length. Inauspicious start. It gets worse. Or better depending on your take on schadenfreude.

Still feeling disappointingly dirty instead of refreshingly squeaky clean and frankly a little concerned about drying off too vigorously back there with the fluffy sandpaper they call towels, we went straight to the room skipping the tiny sauna. There, Shiny toweled me dry, with me clenching a bit because I got a bit preoccupied by the total lack of the one thing I have to say has been an enjoyable constant at OS and other places. I let it go and moved on when she stopped toweling.

The massage--sorry body rub--was perfunctory to be generous. A way to pass the time rating just a little less awkward than awkward silence. I let it continue far too long thinking, stupidly, that perhaps *she* was getting something out of it. Enough already. I turned over and started exploring a bit. She asked me what I wanted, which was kind of surprising when I realized I'd actually given up on anything resembling conversation and had contented myself with grunts back-and-forth. Here we were going to have our first real conversation. A question followed by an answer. "Everything", I said. I think I might have been more honest saying "something" or "anything". It was embarrassingly bad. She grunted and gestured to me to pay first before pumping. I considered going well under my usual $. 4 but then it occurred to me that being at the mercy of this inept taciturn woman could actually get even worse if she were pissed off too. So I went with the usual. She counted it. Slowly. Out loud.

So she's now lying face up beside me and I'm getting my first good look. Slim, natural B's, nice smooth tan skin, pretty-enough face. I feel her through her bikini top. I was startled to feel they were almost rock-hard and tossed out my initial all-natural certification. But it turned out that the cups of the bikini contained kevlar inserts. I guess I'm busted, so to speak, as a man-of-the-world but that was a first for me. First inclination was correct. I removed her bikini and started fooling around. She did actually have a pretty nice response to being touched so I kept it up. Suddenly, she bolted to the table to get supplies. Startled, I sat on the edge of the bed and a CBJ broke out. Or at least it almost did.

I wasn't watching too closely and I could feel a lot of poking going on. I knew I'd lose my waning wood entirely if I looked and it wasn't, say, a tongue piercing or another good kind of poking. So I leant back and tried to let it wash over me, anticipating some slurping in my very near future, or something. Well the near future came and went, so I looked. Regretted it. There she was digging in her nails trying to hook the cover over a strip of Kleenex at the base of my penis. Now I could either pretend that this happens all the time and you're all idiots for not knowing about it. Or I could just ask for enlightenment. Anyone? It was at this point I knew I had something to write about.

It was time to take charge. So I fucked her vigorously and relentlessly in all standard positions until I was done. Doggie was best because I pushed her shoulders all the way down and grabbed her butt for some serious slap-slap-slap. Then I dressed and left.

I'll be back to One Spa because there's simply no equal. But I will skip Shiny. And, I humbly submit, so should you.

Well it looks like we have found our first real loser at One Spa...Shiny. Between your experience and that of a previous gent (post 2953) she has to leave. But on the bright side at least you got to pound her. Evidently that makes your visit successful compared to the previous review mentioned above!
It isn't very often that there has been a loser there (I actually can't think of any others) but I suggest that whenever one of us ventures there we adamently refuse to take Shiny. She'll be on the bus soon enough.
We also need to let mama (Ruby or Angie) know that they don't need to tell us xxx is there and waiting for is when she is busy or not even there. We will still go but don't give us a snow job. I always call before I go and the girl I request is always there and waiting for me! I've even called form the side walk and told a girl is ready for me and by the time I get up the stairs (I'm old but not dead) she is mysteriously busy. In otherwords it is a way to get the new or less requested girls some business.
As far as Bee.....I do hope she comes back soon but as we all know a 'vacation' is usually permanent but my time with her was one that I will always remember. SO

[P Sil]

I drove all the way from Boston to see Melissa. She advertises on Rhode Island Theraputic, with the last four digits of 7048. She sounded very nice on the phone. I got down there, and called several times, only to have the call go directly to voicemail. I left a couple of messages, waited 45 minutes and headed back north.

Has anybody actually seen her or had a similar experience?

Consider your self fortunate.

[Oager]

Went to far east yesterday. 1st time there. Was assigned luna 23 yrs old. Ts was ok not the best not the worst. Massage was brutal my back is killing me. But the upside was the extras everything is on the menu. I will go back but ask for a light massege.

Luna fake tits too big for her likes to kiss and will make you feel like a man. She sings whats on the radio thou she does not know the words. But go there ask for her you will be very happy I'll continue going there until they go down hill. Like harmony did. They are 1 mile from harmoney east street Pwtucket.

[SuperXfly]

Looks like Richmond St. has re-opened.

http://providence.craigslist.org/ers/1164619034.html

Spa 81 has come to downtown Providence. Table Showers, Body Rubs, Total Relaxation. Come experience the difference with us.

Spa 81, 81 Richmond Street, Providence RI 02903 (401) 595 - 0377

11 am til Midnight, 7 days a week.

[After The Flip]

I went to see Pea based on intelligence traffic in this forum. Or is it Bee? I have trouble distinguishing one labial plosive from another. And no, I'm not talking about pussy farts: I'm just a cunning linguist.

As usual I called 30 mins before I got there. And as usual, Pea was available, willing, and waiting--nay pining--just for me reportedly with nothing better to than sit on the futon watching re-runs of Korean period sitcoms, eating bon-bons. So I abandoned my car right outside (I usually park around the corner--it would be awkward to be spotted) and ran up the stairs. Rang the bell and said I called for Pea. I was told she was gone and "really needed a break". What the hell have you guys been doing to her, I pondered. And whatever it was, what can possibly have happened in the last 30 mins. I'm sure I'll get it one day. But until I do, I'm going to continue calling, believe what I'm told, and end up horny and disappointed.

So what I'd turned into an elaborate and detailed story during the drive down as the first chance encounter between me and the next Mrs Nogbad, that we'd glance at each other from down the hall, lock eyes, approach slowly, duck, furtively, into an adjoining empty room, make passionate love for hours and hours, stopping only to shower and order take-out. Well all that turned out to be crap.

I stood my ground with the "I'll get you someone nice" routine, asked to be shown the line-up, and waited a few minutes in the room. I spent the time looking for hidden cameras. I didn't see any but I did find some excellent hiding places. It's got to happen from time to time. Anyway, in walks mama-san and a small essay of trollops. I say small, but at 4 it ties the largest selection I've ever gotten. Introduced one by one by mamasan like a proud teacher before her students' piano recital, I checked each one off as we went down the line trying to apply logic to my choice so that when it came down to it I wouldn't fall apart and embarrass myself. Ellie: done already, average, a little heavier than I like, but pretty and took it like a champ. Angie: done already, better than average, a bit mechanical. XXXXXX (my mom's name): cannot afford the therapy I'd need if I went with her, and in any case would have to give up mongering to pay for it. Shiny: new, interesting-looking, nice bod. "Shiny" I said with conviction and authority. So Shiny it was. If she had moved even one facial muscle when I called her name I'm sure it would have been to register pleasure. But she didn't.

At this point in the proceedings, I can offer you a premonition: all that glitters is not gold.

The TS was noteworthy in its non-noteworthyness. We did not chat, grope, smile much, or much of anything, in fact. It was hard to get a rise out of any of the participants, if you get my meaning. And I think you do. But here's the thing I noticed. The main purpose, in my book, is to clean what's being referred to in this forum as the critical areas (plural? Did someone tear you a new one? ). And Shiny avoided that one thing, the TS raison d'être, the very thing we lie face-down in everyone else's dirty bath water to get. I think she may have poked the soap there, briefly, but whatever she did was definitely at arm's length. Inauspicious start. It gets worse. Or better depending on your take on schadenfreude.

Still feeling disappointingly dirty instead of refreshingly squeaky clean and frankly a little concerned about drying off too vigorously back there with the fluffy sandpaper they call towels, we went straight to the room skipping the tiny sauna. There, Shiny toweled me dry, with me clenching a bit because I got a bit preoccupied by the total lack of the one thing I have to say has been an enjoyable constant at OS and other places. I let it go and moved on when she stopped toweling.

The massage--sorry body rub--was perfunctory to be generous. A way to pass the time rating just a little less awkward than awkward silence. I let it continue far too long thinking, stupidly, that perhaps *she* was getting something out of it. Enough already. I turned over and started exploring a bit. She asked me what I wanted, which was kind of surprising when I realized I'd actually given up on anything resembling conversation and had contented myself with grunts back-and-forth. Here we were going to have our first real conversation. A question followed by an answer. "Everything", I said. I think I might have been more honest saying "something" or "anything". It was embarrassingly bad. She grunted and gestured to me to pay first before pumping. I considered going well under my usual $. 4 but then it occurred to me that being at the mercy of this inept taciturn woman could actually get even worse if she were pissed off too. So I went with the usual. She counted it. Slowly. Out loud.

So she's now lying face up beside me and I'm getting my first good look. Slim, natural B's, nice smooth tan skin, pretty-enough face. I feel her through her bikini top. I was startled to feel they were almost rock-hard and tossed out my initial all-natural certification. But it turned out that the cups of the bikini contained kevlar inserts. I guess I'm busted, so to speak, as a man-of-the-world but that was a first for me. First inclination was correct. I removed her bikini and started fooling around. She did actually have a pretty nice response to being touched so I kept it up. Suddenly, she bolted to the table to get supplies. Startled, I sat on the edge of the bed and a CBJ broke out. Or at least it almost did.

I wasn't watching too closely and I could feel a lot of poking going on. I knew I'd lose my waning wood entirely if I looked and it wasn't, say, a tongue piercing or another good kind of poking. So I leant back and tried to let it wash over me, anticipating some slurping in my very near future, or something. Well the near future came and went, so I looked. Regretted it. There she was digging in her nails trying to hook the cover over a strip of Kleenex at the base of my penis. Now I could either pretend that this happens all the time and you're all idiots for not knowing about it. Or I could just ask for enlightenment. Anyone? It was at this point I knew I had something to write about.

It was time to take charge. So I fucked her vigorously and relentlessly in all standard positions until I was done. Doggie was best because I pushed her shoulders all the way down and grabbed her butt for some serious slap-slap-slap. Then I dressed and left.

I'll be back to One Spa because there's simply no equal. But I will skip Shiny. And, I humbly submit, so should you.

[Hjfetish]

I drove all the way from Boston to see Melissa. She advertises on Rhode Island Theraputic, with the last four digits of 7048. She sounded very nice on the phone. I got down there, and called several times, only to have the call go directly to voicemail. I left a couple of messages, waited 45 minutes and headed back north.

Has anybody actually seen her or had a similar experience?