Need doors instead of curtains
[QUOTE=GolDark;5320490]Yes I forgot that part too. The curtains are just god awful, especially during busy days (which seems like most days now). People walking in and out, mongers waiting in the front, talking on the phone, you can hear the guy in the room next door moaning, farting, or getting jerked off. Not worth going during busy hours if relaxation is one of your goals.[/QUOTE]These spas have to convince the city to let them put the doors back on. It's ridiculous the amount of noise that goes on. I'm there to relax, not be on the edge every second. A few weeks ago at one establishment I had to listen to a guy coughing so much he sounded like he was hacking up a lung. I could hear him spitting part of his lung into a Kleenex and giving it to the poor masseuse he was with. Just recently at a different establishment I hear this guy telling his masseuse how just two weeks prior he had bad diarrhea. I thought, oh no, this guys going to start farting and shitting out an intestine. Luckily that didn't happen. Please let the doors go back on.
Spring Wellness Healing Massage
So I struck out pretty hardcore at Cricket, Bogarts and Henry VIII. Couldn't find anything that I was willing to part ways with my money over (especially since I couldn't find any of my regulars the whole week). I'm guessing covid killed a lot of the girls going into the clubs that I used to see. Anyway, I noticed Spring Wellness on my way from the airport so I figured I would swing by and get a foot massage if they had chairs or something more if it resembled the type of place that will give extras. I ring the doorbell and a granny with a stained sweater and disheveled hair opens the door and mumbles for me to follow her. She looks like she just woke up (and it's 6 pm) so I ask if there's any other girls working (she looked as flat as an ironing board). She says yes and in comes "Betty". Total GILF, some really nice tits and decent body. Way better personality, too. I think it's weird that the 30 min is $60 (seems high but I'm willing to risk it). Long story short, CBJ and CFS for $140. Great tits, tight puss, and some much welcomed enthusiasm. I was not expecting that at all. And that ends up being my parting shot in Detroit. Likely will not be back anytime soon. I've had some good times in Detroit but those are in the past. See you, Detroit.