A Touch of Grace in Royal Oak
So, there wasn't too much about this place on here, so I thought I'd stop by. After a phone call where she had me on hold for five minutes (I was driving so it wasn't a big deal) she had me text when I was on my way. I did, 20 minutes out. When I got there, I knocked, and I heard a whole lot of rustling around. She came to the door and was like "why did you only text me three minutes ago? I should have known where this was going. After lying down, she was gone for around 5-6 minutes before coming in and starting. The beginning was good, but she went to get hot towels, and I could hear her on the phone. She came in with her phone and tells me all about how she will never check her phone during a massage because that's wrong. All this time, her phone is blowing up. After the second call and like ten texts, she goes "it doesn't bother me" and I say that it bothers me, so she takes it to a different room. There's been a bit of teasing through this point, but nothing much, which was interesting because the first thing she did was spread my legs off the table and started working on my butt.
At this point, she's been talking about "all those illegal massage girls" and how wrong it is that they're driving her out of business. Then she starts asking me if I believe in God, and I said that I'd rather not talk about it. She said that she doesn't care if she offends me, but God exists and I'll find out soon enough. She proceeds to tell me about her dying on the operating table and coming back and being mad at the doctors.
Then, she starts telling me that Obama was behind the chemical attack in Syria, and, I'm not joking, starts crying as she tells me that America is the greatest country on Earth, and anyone who hates it should get out.
As an aside, I'm of mixed race, white / Lebanese descent.
She starts talking about the patriot act and how it's wrong, but if someone like me gets detained, that's for the country's protection and it's okay, because if I'm innocent I'll be okay. She then tells me that she was detained because police thought that she killed her husband, who died in this house. She also wanted to know my full name, where I work, and details about my life, far beyond small talk.
I should also mention that every time she left the room, which was maybe six-seven times, she came back drunker and drunker. I swear she was taking shots outside.
I sped things up and got out, but not before she followed me out partway to my car, where she yelled "OMG you have a sports car, that's amazing! (I drive a Cavalier.).
In terms of the massage, she's the roughest I've ever seen. She used her elbows at times on my ribs in the back. I don't even know what to say. Please, please, please stay away.
A Touch of Grace in Royal Oak
[QUOTE=Spartan2009;3347902]So, there wasn't too much about this place on here, so I thought I'd stop by. After a phone call where she had me on hold for five minutes (I was driving so it wasn't a big deal) she had me text when I was on my way. I did, 20 minutes out. When I got there, I knocked, and I heard a whole lot of rustling around. She came to the door and was like "why did you only text me three minutes ago? I should have known where this was going. After lying down, she was gone for around 5-6 minutes before coming in and starting. The beginning was good, but she went to get hot towels, and I could hear her on the phone. She came in with her phone and tells me all about how she will never check her phone during a massage because that's wrong. All this time, her phone is blowing up. After the second call and like ten texts, she goes "it doesn't bother me" and I say that it bothers me, so she takes it to a different room. There's been a bit of teasing through this point, but nothing much, which was interesting because the first thing she did was spread my legs off the table and started working on my butt.
At this point, she's been talking about "all those illegal massage girls" and how wrong it is that they're driving her out of business. Then she starts asking me if I believe in God, and I said that I'd rather not talk about it. She said that she doesn't care if she offends me, but God exists and I'll find out soon enough. She proceeds to tell me about her dying on the operating table and coming back and being mad at the doctors.
Then, she starts telling me that Obama was behind the chemical attack in Syria, and, I'm not joking, starts crying as she tells me that America is the greatest country on Earth, and anyone who hates it should get out.
As an aside, I'm of mixed race, white / Lebanese descent.
She starts talking about the patriot act and how it's wrong, but if someone like me gets detained, that's for the country's protection and it's okay, because if I'm innocent I'll be okay. She then tells me that she was detained because police thought that she killed her husband, who died in this house. She also wanted to know my full name, where I work, and details about my life, far beyond small talk.
I should also mention that every time she left the room, which was maybe six-seven times, she came back drunker and drunker. I swear she was taking shots outside.
I sped things up and got out, but not before she followed me out partway to my car, where she yelled "OMG you have a sports car, that's amazing! (I drive a Cavalier.).
In terms of the massage, she's the roughest I've ever seen. She used her elbows at times on my ribs in the back. I don't even know what to say. Please, please, please stay away.[/QUOTE]So I take it letting her "manscape" you was out of the question? LOL.