A Shiny Penny is a Well Spent Penny
**This is all a dream**
Last night, I visited a couple of the local watering holes because it was a friend's birthday party. I got stuck driving a couple of people home, because they were too intoxicated and I was wound up about some nonsense that had transpired during the party. I realized that I wanted to unwind at one of the AMPs, but who would be open at 3:30A in the morning?
My first stop was 112 Sansom Street, which is aptly addresed, because it is definitely not near Front Street. There was way too much foot traffic around and the next block back, a cop was doing a vehicle stop, so I wasn't really that interested in playing around with that. I drove past 18th Street and wasn't really in the mood to take my chances again. I drove over to 12th and Race and grabbed a City Paper. I called Pink, because I have never been there and the mamasan told me that they would be open until 5A.
For some reason, I figured that I should take my chances and visit Orange, because it is so highly spoken of on the board. To my dismay, they were either closed or didn't want to answer the door for me. I ended up back at Pink and hadn't realized that it was on the third floor, which wouldn't have been bad, except for the fact that I have a problem with my knee and it is going to require surgery in the very near future.
Mamasan was very sweet and talked to be about the weather, as I came up the stairs. She leads me to a room and I ask the infamous question, "Can I see a line-up?" She told me that the girls were eating pizza (?? at 3:45 in the morning??), but she would send in a very beautiful girl just for me. I waited about five minutes and there was a knock at the door.
In walks, Penny, who was about 25/26, 5'5", 130 pounds, mid-shoulder length curly black hair that had some color tint to it, brown eyes, and an ample chest (34C?). She was about a 7/8 on the looks chart, but I soon would learn that she could definitely make up for it.
She asked me if I had ever been there before and I told her that it was my first time there, but I had been next door plenty of times. I don't think she knew what I was talking about until I said, 1211. She asked me if I wanted a table shower and I agreed. She asked me if I would mind paying ahead of time (um, yeah, I thought that is what happens at every place). I handed over $.60 and she told me to get comfortable and she would be back in a couple of minutes.
I got very comfortable and she came back in and giggled and she saw how bushy my eye brows were. She played with them for some reason and said, "You handsome except for eyebrows." I told her that she could fix them, if she had wanted and she started to giggle.
We walk into the shower room and there are two tables set up on opposite sides of the room. (I would guess when they are busy, they draw the curtain between the two tables, but I would be kind of weirded out, if there was a fellow monger in the room with me). If the temperature of the water was a degree or two hotter, it would have scolded my skin, but it felt damn good, especially because it was so hot outside.
Penny loving scrubbed me from head to toe and everywhere in between, especially taking a lot of time to wash between the cheeks. Every few moments, she would innocently brush the boys. She told me to flip over and she washed me down on the front making sure that she paid special attention to Guy, Jr. I have a scar on my stomach from a surgery that I had a couple of years ago and she tried to wash that away. I had to explain to her that it was a scar and that no matter how hard she scrubbed, it wasn't going away. She wanted to know more about the surgery, although I know that she didn't know what the hell I was talking about.
After she finishes, I started to get up and she told me to lay back down. She takes a washcloth that was hot as all hell and puts it over my eyebrows as she says, "Ah, too hot." She gets a brand new razor out of a package and shaves/shapes my eyebrows for me (I was kind of paranoid that the razor may not be clean, but it came from an unopened package; she would trim them and make me look like a f*g, but she did a good job). She washed my face off very nicely and dried me off. She gave me a cup of mouthwash and had me gargle (did my breath stink or something??, but I definitely think it was a very nice touch).
She asked me if I had wanted to go into the sauna for a few minutes, so that I could cool off. I couldn't resist that, so I accepted. There were a couple of old Playboy magazines in there with the prerequisite sticky pages (thanks, jerkoffs-ha!!). I stayed in there for a couple of minutes before she popped back in and took my hand as she lead me back to the room.
Similar experience last week
Hey guysmiley,
I had a similar night out last week. No one answered the bell at orange, the basement spot on 3rd had no girls and tried to redirect me somewhere else. I was thinking about taking the hint and heading home, but I finally ended up on 12th street and had a nice massage from Sarah.- very friendly, ok looking, good performance.
Manayunk/Conshy massage parlor?
Does anyone know of a good massage parlor near manayunk Conshy? I went to this place on ridge in Conshy last night, Sunshine something or other and the girl showered me but did not even give me an HJ. Maybe because I was knew, not sure. It certainly was not for a lack of asking.
There is a place on main street in manayunk which is a legitimate massage place where I ended up getting HJ's. Its called the Tai-Chi center. The guy who ran it figured it out because I stupidly was giving too big a tip at the counter. Should have tipped the girl herself. Anyway, the girls are definitely down, you might have to go a few times though, but the thrill of getting an HJ at a place where you are not supposed to was awesome.
Anyhow, back to the original point, any massage places in philly/conshy
Thanks