Hello From the Sunshine State
[QUOTE=Rvb2321]Hey all,
Stopped by a place I often see in the NE Times in the massage section to give it a try and TOFTT. I went in there and was greeted by a latino girl who was around early 20s and the average girl look. She then took me into a side room and from that point on, I knew that things were not going to be what I was hoping for...I saw a massage table. For the 10 years or so I have been doing this, I have learned a few things and one of them is that if there is a massage table present, you will be receiving a massage (someone please tell me if they have received extras) and at best a handy. The only thing I was going to do is see how the massage would be and really see if my MP skills are good enough to turn the tide.
As for the massage, she was actually quite good. Having a back problem, it would be qualified as therapeutic so I would be gaining something from this experience. The interesting thing about this massage is that she did tease a bit here and there when it came to the butt and the boys that did show from laying on my stomach so I felt that I should now throw out some lines that may let her know that it is ok to go further. After mentioning things like the fact that I usually go to places similar to this in center city and making contact with her a few times in a caressing manner, the experience became a bit looser but still no sign of any bonus action and right about then it was flipping time.
I flipped over and she went to work on the front working on arms and legs and she again was a very good massuse. It was then where she massaged my forehead and from the top of the table, she started to massage my chest and torso bending over with her breasts swaying through her shirt right in front of my face. Of course, my mind had a totally different picture going on and it started to become very arousing. Please know that God did not make me very attractive or smart or not much else but he did grace me with a package and this girl was now seeing all of it. She kind of danced around the fact that I was completely aroused for a few minutes until she finally just came out and asked me what this was all about. I told her that I had been picturing what she looked like under that shirt and the things we could be doing and she said that I may have come to the wrong place for that but then I realized that the whole time she was saying that, her hand was massaging my cock keeping it erect.
I told here that now that the rules are known, I would not think of pressing her to do anything that would cost her job and hurt her business. Two minutes more of general conversation, her top was suddenly off saying that she would not want to get anything on this. From there she gave me a very short bbbj and handy for the rest (she didnt have covers because they do not usually have this on the menu). After all, it was .6 for the massage and I gave her a .8 for the extra special service.[/QUOTE]Hello Fellas,
Does any one know the address to this place. I was in town about two weeks ago and was not able to locate this place. I will be in town on business angain next week again and would like to stop by. If anyone can direct me in the right direction I would greatly appreciate it. You can PM me.
Thanks
A Fool is Soon Parted from His Money
I am still very wet behind by the ears in life, so there isn't very much that I know for sure, but there are two definite things in life:
1) A fool is soon parted from his money
2) A sucker is born every minute
I decided that I needed to treat myself to a present and I wanted to go somewhere that I had never been before, because familiarity isn't much fun. I called another Member of the Board to get a recommendation. I think that I may have driven him to the point of insanity due to my indecisiveness and my amazing ability to get lost in Center City, although I was born, raised, and still live and work in Center City. He finally told me that I needed to take a visit to 1112 Sansom Street, which has to be one of the weirdest set-ups in the AMP World, as the entrance is at the back of an outdoor parking lot.
I found a spot outside of the parking lot and parked. I hung out in my car until I thought that the coast was clear and that no one would spot me venturing inside. Some shady looking character was walking the street and kind of just hung around, which made me have second thoughts of getting out. I didn't want someone to harass me about having to pay them to "watch" my car, although I would have a very easy and effective solution for that, which I am not inclined to share. The other thing is that I didn't want to have the windows of a new car busted out while a junkie looks for something that he can sell for his next fix (it should be noted that I go in with only my cash and keys-no ID, cell phone, or anything else). I pulled off and ended up at the parking lot at 12th and Sansom, which set me back a cool $14.50, although I knew that I would be back in less than 1.5 hours.
I casually walked down Sansom Street on the opposite side of the street, as I don't want to make myself stick out more than absolutely necessary. There was a young couple walking up the street, a waitress from the restaurant on the corner outside smoking, and a woman sitting in a car outside of the parking lot where I had previously parked. I got too weirded out by all of this, because I am always so paranoid about a bust going down, although I was pretty confident that if there was going to be a bust, it was not going to happen tonight, especially in light of what has been going on in Philadelphia.
Before I ventured out of the car, I looked in the City Paper and saw that there was a new place at 8th and Sansom (the exact address escapes my mind), so I figured that I would try that out. I walk down a street that looked pretty desolate, as one side of the street had a SEPTA Laboratory (who knew?) and TRIGEN and the other side had some kind of church thingy and the AMP. I walked into the grey door and looked up the very steep steps. As I walk up 26 steps and realize that I am getting some serious exercise, I think about turning back, but I could not do that to myself at that point.
I get to the door and there are two Chinese paintings on the wall and a sign that says, Doorbell, so I push the bell once. A woman moved the curtain on the door to the side to look out the window before opening the door and inviting me inside.
She invites me inside and asks me if it is my first time there and I tell her that it was, so she started to yell at me to stay where I was at. She closed a curtain and went to a door behind the curtain and started to say something in Korean, which I could not understand what she had said. Finally, she told me to follow her down the hallway and into the room.
I walked into the room and sat on the bed, which was probably one of the nicest beds that I have ever been on in one of these places. She told me that the girl would be coming in soon, so I should wait. As the mamasan turned to walk away, the young woman, who said that her name was Michelle walked into the room. She had a pair of white nylon shorts and a weird white shirt that had her back exposed, as it tied around her neck.
She had long black hair, which was pulled back into a bun with a hair scrunchie. She had dark brown eyes, 5'5, and about 125 pounds. She had a nice body, but her skin was very loose for some reason.
She had some of the most messed up teeth that I have ever seen and I was wondering if I should introduce her to a great innovation called floss. Her breath was pretty righteous, but she was chewing Double Mint to try to mask the smell. I have a problem smelling most things, so smelling this should have told me something, but I am not the kind of person that would have the courage to ask for another person, so I just went along with what was about to take place.
She told me that I needed to pay, so I pulled out a $.60 and she asked me how much did I give her, as she counted it. I told her and she gave me a weird look and asked me why I would give her so much money. I told her that I was merely looking for a good time, so I wanted to make sure that she was well taken care of (it sounded good at the time). She must have asked me four or five times, if I wanted to take a shower, which I kept telling her that I would. She told me that she would be back in a couple of minutes, but I should undress and cover myself with this towel.
