Ho Beau,
What you're describing sounds like the girl you saw could be the other girl, Lucy, that also works there, more than LeeLee? It would not surprise me at all for any of these girls to respond affirmatively to whatever name you request. The mo sounds more like the Lucy (previously at 'Rairborn') though? Both are short and average / cute but Lucy could be more easily described as chunky, much more so than LeeLee?
[QUOTE=HoBeau;2866289]YMMV.
I called several times to setup an appointment with LeeLee but no answer. When I walked in the door a short cute asian approached me and I asked if she was LeeLee. She shook her head indicating an affirmative response and showed me into a room. I stripped and she returned to start my hour long massage.
I thought that it was nice if not a little odd that she started by lubing up my boys and ass hole. She spent quite a bit of time there and got the engine started, so to speak. Then she moved on to the rest of my body. Sometimes she seemed to have actual massage skill other times not so much. She used so much pressure at times that it hurt and I cried out in agony. Other times she rubbed the bottoms of my feet and underarms in way that was very uncomfortable. And she lubed the crap out me.
She did allow hand contact, like a high school date. Touch but only through the clothes. Her calves and thighs were very large and muscular, her boy shorts and bra were padded and hermetically sealed to her body. She was short, stocky, but had a cute face.
On the flip, she held up 6 fingers and made a gesture like milking a cow. I'm not sure what that meant, but I have an idea.
Then everything went south. She had so much oil on me that there was no sensation of touch at all. A complete boner killer. At one point she nearly ripped me a new one, in a literal sense. I tried to get her to stop adding more lube, but she kept squirting it on. I asked for a towel, but she didn't understand. I finally got up off the table and asked for a table shower.
LeeLee lead me to a modified bathroom stall with a large petri dish for a table shower. She started to wash my dick, but again with so much soap that it neither cleaned it or felt good. I asked to be washed, but she didn't understand. Finally, I sat up and started to wash the lube off myself and she finally got the message.
After drying off and being lead back to the room, she further annoyed me by trying to dress me. She was clumsy and ineffective. She left and I finished dressing. As I left the room she was in the hall with her hand out and offered me a bottle of water, which I waived off.
I could only do two things to communicate my dissatisfaction with the experience. I left. I did not tip.
Maybe she will learn a little English, get a lesson in massage, or get rid of that damn jug of lube. I don't know. But she won't do it to me again. Ever.[/QUOTE]
