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I was curious and just called there. Got an answer and the older-sounding asian female said that they are open until 10 p.m. It's a good sign that they are open, but the erratic way that they are sometimes closed is a bit troubling.
I also heard one or more Asian males in the background. Maybe some of the workers previously mentioned?
[QUOTE=John Kelly]I was curious and just called there. Got an answer and the older-sounding asian female said that they are open until 10 p.m. It's a good sign that they are open, but the erratic way that they are sometimes closed is a bit troubling.
I also heard one or more Asian males in the background. Maybe some of the workers previously mentioned?[/QUOTE]
Out of curiosity, I did the same thing as well. Called today and asked about the opening time tomorrow. Got someone on the phone who's voice I did not recognize ( read - not Sujee). Told me it would be open at 9 to 9:30, which is not the usual opening time. I agree with JK, it is promising, but it sure sounds as if there is some state of flux (pun intended) at the old homestead.
With gas at 4 bucks a gallon, probably best to call before driving out to the boondocks of Ulmerton. However, it is usually well worth the trip. I haven't had a disappointment there in quite a while.
In my dream, I'm in my car and looking for a party on the 4th of July, when I notice a sign for a place called "Q Spa". I pull into the Hess a bit south of there, and notice an Asian female that looks like she might work in some sort of body cleaning business. But I am trying to get to a party, so I just make a mental note and go on my way.
Now it is the next day and it's been a long time since I've had any release, so I decide to try out one of the AMPs up on US 19 just south of Tarpon. I figure I'll check out this Q Spa place first, since I'd never heard of it before, then if there's nothing there I'll go to Ocean a bit farther south.
First thing about Q Spa, it's in the back of a strip mall that's sort of tucked behind an even smaller strip of US 19 facing places. Now this is a dream, so the details might be a bit fuzzy, but I pull into the second parking lot and park a little ways away, then walk over just to have a peek. There is a small halal market right there and I get a sort of evil look from a Pakistani-looking guy. Maybe this dream will become a nightmare?
Not one easily discouraged, I walk farther over and into a covered corridor and notice that there is even one more parking lot in the back, not much shade, and no cars there, but if one needed some discretion it might work out for him. Might also avoid the stank eye from suspicious shopkeepers.
Inside, there is an older Asian woman, and she offers the standard 6/8 half full. They take some CCs unlike Ocean last I was there, and she advises there is an extra. 05 for the CC charge. No problems, if nothing else I am tired and hot and can use a good massage, so why not check it out? The lady is not really attractive, a bit old for my taste, but shows some nice cleavage bending over and she mentions she'll give me a shower if I like while I wait for another girl.
So I go in a fairly standard looking place, not exactly palatial, but not horrid, and strip down for my bath. I am taken to the back and this is where the dream becomes a bit scary. I am handed off to a trollish looking Asian woman, tall with a voice deep and husky from cigarettes, maybe a 1-2 because I'm a generous guy and she has no hideous deformities beyond a face only a mother can love and a voice that is so gravelly you could use it mix concrete.
"What the hell", I think. I'll take the massage and just turn down any offers of extras. She soaps me up and scrubs me down in a brusque, perfunctory manner and I rue the money I've spent thinking I should have gone down the road.
Back to the room, I'm led to my own personal hell. She tells me to lay face down on the table and asks if I like hard massage? Sure, why not and next thing I know she is up on the table and digging her troll toes into my back, trying hard to crack it. Only problem is that she is scarcely dainty and I'm not sure how long I can take it.
Fortunately my agony does not last long as another, younger if not quite young, woman is brought in and joins in the massage. She is much better, particularly by comparison, maybe a 6 or so scaling up to 7 or 8 compared to the troll. She has soft hands, a nice face, large breasts straining under a tight sweater type shirt, and very, very tight jeans showing off her ass. They are low cut and teasing. I already had blue balls from the day before (don't ask) and so this woman, let's call her Sissy, is a welcome sight.
Now the dream is shifting from nightmare to reverie as the troll takes her leave and the Sissy gives me a light massage. I am impatient and sit up and ask her if maybe she'd like a massage instead. She seems relieved to get off extra light in the work department and lays down on the table. I can actually give a good massage and start out that way. As I rub her well, she "accidentally" brushes her hand against my thigh and lightly touches the boys, innocent enough. I work my hands a bit down her pants, rubbing her butt and noting a definite lack of undergarments. But they are tight and I don't linger there long. I finish up her back and ask her to flip over. She complies and I am at first gentelmanlly, but after a bit it is too much. I work up her top and unzip the front of her tight jean shorts, sneaking a peak of some nicely trimmed hedge, not naturally thick.
Her breasts are large, unnaturally so, and I am interested to see if I can sneak a little kiss there. She indicates that she might need some up front incentive. I'm not quite sure what I'm in for, and offer up maybe a bit more than I need to. She tucks this into her front pocket, without too much of a look, and I get her and I on even par with regards to lack of cover. She lets me kiss the girls and I soon dig down to my favorite area. This is a great dream now, as she eagerly spreads and invites me down. At first glance I didn't think her lower areas were anything special, but on closer inspection she has a huge bud, which I love, and her flower is indeed very well shaped, even photogenic. This flower looks clean and lovely, not like some of the poisonous buds one may encounter when not careful, so I give it a little kiss. She encourages further, deeper kissing, and invites me to taste and sample all parts of her garden.
I am newer here, but not so new in life, and consider myself a pretty good judge of acting versus authentic performance. She seems to genuinely enjoy her work, back arching, pulling her stems up and away to allow me full access, vocalizing her support of my intentions and finally a yelp and relaxes. She indicates I should climb up on the table and I'm hoping she'll reciprocate but am not sure in what manner.
Sadly she only pulls some baby oil out and starts to rub. I am an eager recipient, since it's been weeks since I even had a solo session, and really, really need to take some pressure off. She does a good enough job, although frankly I am not in a position to really judge since I'd give even the troll a standing O for some help in that moment. Fortunately it didn't come to that and I gush with enthusiasm at her handy work. Nice finish for a dream, but I feel like I could have done a little better.
Sissy heads out for a hot towel and a clean up. I suggest some rinse might also be in order and she complies. She flirts a bit while I'm cleaning up and asks if I can come back soon. I ask if she'd like me to help plow the garden when I come back next and she's quite positive in her response, which I accept as a compliment.
I walk around the back way on my way out, to avoid the dream reverting back to a nightmare, and soon am sleeping the sleep of kings, my dreams now running to other subjects.
Thats a great report and a heck of a rollercoaster of a dream Alot of twisting and wondering whats next. It will be interesting on your next visit what happens and if your adventures get deeper into the garden.
Happy Hunting..
[QUOTE=Sawsy]In my dream, I'm in my car and looking for a party on the 4th of July, when I notice a sign for a place called "Q Spa". I pull into the Hess a bit south of there, and notice an Asian female that looks like she might work in some sort of body cleaning business. But I am trying to get to a party, so I just make a mental note and go on my way.
Now it is the next day and it's been a long time since I've had any release, so I decide to try out one of the AMPs up on US 19 just south of Tarpon. I figure I'll check out this Q Spa place first, since I'd never heard of it before, then if there's nothing there I'll go to Ocean a bit farther south.
First thing about Q Spa, it's in the back of a strip mall that's sort of tucked behind an even smaller strip of US 19 facing places. Now this is a dream, so the details might be a bit fuzzy, but I pull into the second parking lot and park a little ways away, then walk over just to have a peek. There is a small halal market right there and I get a sort of evil look from a Pakistani-looking guy. Maybe this dream will become a nightmare?
Not one easily discouraged, I walk farther over and into a covered corridor and notice that there is even one more parking lot in the back, not much shade, and no cars there, but if one needed some discretion it might work out for him. Might also avoid the stank eye from suspicious shopkeepers.
Inside, there is an older Asian woman, and she offers the standard 6/8 half full. They take some CCs unlike Ocean last I was there, and she advises there is an extra. 05 for the CC charge. No problems, if nothing else I am tired and hot and can use a good massage, so why not check it out? The lady is not really attractive, a bit old for my taste, but shows some nice cleavage bending over and she mentions she'll give me a shower if I like while I wait for another girl.
So I go in a fairly standard looking place, not exactly palatial, but not horrid, and strip down for my bath. I am taken to the back and this is where the dream becomes a bit scary. I am handed off to a trollish looking Asian woman, tall with a voice deep and husky from cigarettes, maybe a 1-2 because I'm a generous guy and she has no hideous deformities beyond a face only a mother can love and a voice that is so gravelly you could use it mix concrete.
"What the hell", I think. I'll take the massage and just turn down any offers of extras. She soaps me up and scrubs me down in a brusque, perfunctory manner and I rue the money I've spent thinking I should have gone down the road.
Back to the room, I'm led to my own personal hell. She tells me to lay face down on the table and asks if I like hard massage? Sure, why not and next thing I know she is up on the table and digging her troll toes into my back, trying hard to crack it. Only problem is that she is scarcely dainty and I'm not sure how long I can take it.
Fortunately my agony does not last long as another, younger if not quite young, woman is brought in and joins in the massage. She is much better, particularly by comparison, maybe a 6 or so scaling up to 7 or 8 compared to the troll. She has soft hands, a nice face, large breasts straining under a tight sweater type shirt, and very, very tight jeans showing off her ass. They are low cut and teasing. I already had blue balls from the day before (don't ask) and so this woman, let's call her Sissy, is a welcome sight.
Now the dream is shifting from nightmare to reverie as the troll takes her leave and the Sissy gives me a light massage. I am impatient and sit up and ask her if maybe she'd like a massage instead. She seems relieved to get off extra light in the work department and lays down on the table. I can actually give a good massage and start out that way. As I rub her well, she "accidentally" brushes her hand against my thigh and lightly touches the boys, innocent enough. I work my hands a bit down her pants, rubbing her butt and noting a definite lack of undergarments. But they are tight and I don't linger there long. I finish up her back and ask her to flip over. She complies and I am at first gentelmanlly, but after a bit it is too much. I work up her top and unzip the front of her tight jean shorts, sneaking a peak of some nicely trimmed hedge, not naturally thick.
Her breasts are large, unnaturally so, and I am interested to see if I can sneak a little kiss there. She indicates that she might need some up front incentive. I'm not quite sure what I'm in for, and offer up maybe a bit more than I need to. She tucks this into her front pocket, without too much of a look, and I get her and I on even par with regards to lack of cover. She lets me kiss the girls and I soon dig down to my favorite area. This is a great dream now, as she eagerly spreads and invites me down. At first glance I didn't think her lower areas were anything special, but on closer inspection she has a huge bud, which I love, and her flower is indeed very well shaped, even photogenic. This flower looks clean and lovely, not like some of the poisonous buds one may encounter when not careful, so I give it a little kiss. She encourages further, deeper kissing, and invites me to taste and sample all parts of her garden.
I am newer here, but not so new in life, and consider myself a pretty good judge of acting versus authentic performance. She seems to genuinely enjoy her work, back arching, pulling her stems up and away to allow me full access, vocalizing her support of my intentions and finally a yelp and relaxes. She indicates I should climb up on the table and I'm hoping she'll reciprocate but am not sure in what manner.
Sadly she only pulls some baby oil out and starts to rub. I am an eager recipient, since it's been weeks since I even had a solo session, and really, really need to take some pressure off. She does a good enough job, although frankly I am not in a position to really judge since I'd give even the troll a standing O for some help in that moment. Fortunately it didn't come to that and I gush with enthusiasm at her handy work. Nice finish for a dream, but I feel like I could have done a little better.
Sissy heads out for a hot towel and a clean up. I suggest some rinse might also be in order and she complies. She flirts a bit while I'm cleaning up and asks if I can come back soon. I ask if she'd like me to help plow the garden when I come back next and she's quite positive in her response, which I accept as a compliment.
I walk around the back way on my way out, to avoid the dream reverting back to a nightmare, and soon am sleeping the sleep of kings, my dreams now running to other subjects.[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=Sawsy]In my dream, I'm in my car and looking for a party on the 4th of July, when I notice a sign for a place called "Q Spa". I pull into the Hess a bit south of there, and notice an Asian female that looks like she might work in some sort of body cleaning business. But I am trying to get to a party, so I just make a mental note and go on my way.
Now it is the next day and it's been a long time since I've had any release, so I decide to try out one of the AMPs up on US 19 just south of Tarpon. I figure I'll check out this Q Spa place first, since I'd never heard of it before, then if there's nothing there I'll go to Ocean a bit farther south.
First thing about Q Spa, it's in the back of a strip mall that's sort of tucked behind an even smaller strip of US 19 facing places. Now this is a dream, so the details might be a bit fuzzy, but I pull into the second parking lot and park a little ways away, then walk over just to have a peek. There is a small halal market right there and I get a sort of evil look from a Pakistani-looking guy. Maybe this dream will become a nightmare?
Not one easily discouraged, I walk farther over and into a covered corridor and notice that there is even one more parking lot in the back, not much shade, and no cars there, but if one needed some discretion it might work out for him. Might also avoid the stank eye from suspicious shopkeepers.
Inside, there is an older Asian woman, and she offers the standard 6/8 half full. They take some CCs unlike Ocean last I was there, and she advises there is an extra. 05 for the CC charge. No problems, if nothing else I am tired and hot and can use a good massage, so why not check it out? The lady is not really attractive, a bit old for my taste, but shows some nice cleavage bending over and she mentions she'll give me a shower if I like while I wait for another girl.
So I go in a fairly standard looking place, not exactly palatial, but not horrid, and strip down for my bath. I am taken to the back and this is where the dream becomes a bit scary. I am handed off to a trollish looking Asian woman, tall with a voice deep and husky from cigarettes, maybe a 1-2 because I'm a generous guy and she has no hideous deformities beyond a face only a mother can love and a voice that is so gravelly you could use it mix concrete.
"What the hell", I think. I'll take the massage and just turn down any offers of extras. She soaps me up and scrubs me down in a brusque, perfunctory manner and I rue the money I've spent thinking I should have gone down the road.
Back to the room, I'm led to my own personal hell. She tells me to lay face down on the table and asks if I like hard massage? Sure, why not and next thing I know she is up on the table and digging her troll toes into my back, trying hard to crack it. Only problem is that she is scarcely dainty and I'm not sure how long I can take it.
Fortunately my agony does not last long as another, younger if not quite young, woman is brought in and joins in the massage. She is much better, particularly by comparison, maybe a 6 or so scaling up to 7 or 8 compared to the troll. She has soft hands, a nice face, large breasts straining under a tight sweater type shirt, and very, very tight jeans showing off her ass. They are low cut and teasing. I already had blue balls from the day before (don't ask) and so this woman, let's call her Sissy, is a welcome sight.
Now the dream is shifting from nightmare to reverie as the troll takes her leave and the Sissy gives me a light massage. I am impatient and sit up and ask her if maybe she'd like a massage instead. She seems relieved to get off extra light in the work department and lays down on the table. I can actually give a good massage and start out that way. As I rub her well, she "accidentally" brushes her hand against my thigh and lightly touches the boys, innocent enough. I work my hands a bit down her pants, rubbing her butt and noting a definite lack of undergarments. But they are tight and I don't linger there long. I finish up her back and ask her to flip over. She complies and I am at first gentelmanlly, but after a bit it is too much. I work up her top and unzip the front of her tight jean shorts, sneaking a peak of some nicely trimmed hedge, not naturally thick.
Her breasts are large, unnaturally so, and I am interested to see if I can sneak a little kiss there. She indicates that she might need some up front incentive. I'm not quite sure what I'm in for, and offer up maybe a bit more than I need to. She tucks this into her front pocket, without too much of a look, and I get her and I on even par with regards to lack of cover. She lets me kiss the girls and I soon dig down to my favorite area. This is a great dream now, as she eagerly spreads and invites me down. At first glance I didn't think her lower areas were anything special, but on closer inspection she has a huge bud, which I love, and her flower is indeed very well shaped, even photogenic. This flower looks clean and lovely, not like some of the poisonous buds one may encounter when not careful, so I give it a little kiss. She encourages further, deeper kissing, and invites me to taste and sample all parts of her garden.
I am newer here, but not so new in life, and consider myself a pretty good judge of acting versus authentic performance. She seems to genuinely enjoy her work, back arching, pulling her stems up and away to allow me full access, vocalizing her support of my intentions and finally a yelp and relaxes. She indicates I should climb up on the table and I'm hoping she'll reciprocate but am not sure in what manner.
Sadly she only pulls some baby oil out and starts to rub. I am an eager recipient, since it's been weeks since I even had a solo session, and really, really need to take some pressure off. She does a good enough job, although frankly I am not in a position to really judge since I'd give even the troll a standing O for some help in that moment. Fortunately it didn't come to that and I gush with enthusiasm at her handy work. Nice finish for a dream, but I feel like I could have done a little better.
Sissy heads out for a hot towel and a clean up. I suggest some rinse might also be in order and she complies. She flirts a bit while I'm cleaning up and asks if I can come back soon. I ask if she'd like me to help plow the garden when I come back next and she's quite positive in her response, which I accept as a compliment.
I walk around the back way on my way out, to avoid the dream reverting back to a nightmare, and soon am sleeping the sleep of kings, my dreams now running to other subjects.[/QUOTE]
You are the Fitzgerald of monger posts. While I ascribe to the Hemmingway style, yours is certainly more theatrical. Keep it up.
RE: Aloha Ulmerton
This spa is going to be closed 7/18 & 7/19 but will reopen Sunday morning at
10:00. Sunshine will be back all fresh and beautful! Enjoy my freinds!
RE:Aloha Ulmerton
This AMP will be closed 7/18 & 7/19 because of some water problem.
Sunshine will be back in action,all beautiful and rested,Sunday morning at
10:00.
Enjoy my freinds!
I was going to go to Aloha Spa today, but as you can see in the posts below they were closed today. So I went to OK Spa for the first time. Tami was my provider. Nice body, friendly, great tits. Had a very easy good time, knew exactly what I wanted and asked questions to make sure I got the most bang for my buck.
Have fun.
I was able to make the trip last nite. Well worth the drive. I gave Mamasan some extra incentive at the gate and was not disapointed. They have done a lot of work on the inside, maybe that is the reason for the spoadic closings. I even got to sample some of mamas famous kimshe pancakes. What a treat! These girls make me feel very comfortable and safe. You guys should check it out.
[QUOTE=Long Wong]I was able to make the trip last nite. Well worth the drive. I gave Mamasan some extra incentive at the gate and was not disapointed. They have done a lot of work on the inside, maybe that is the reason for the spoadic closings. I even got to sample some of mamas famous kimshe pancakes. What a treat! These girls make me feel very comfortable and safe. You guys should check it out.[/QUOTE]
OK, but who did you see?
The lovely Miss Sunshine is working.
I had a dream about Q Spa last night very similar to Sawsy's. Luckily my dream had no potential nightmare part in it. I beleive I dreamed about the same girl and she was very attractive and attentive. The dream felt like it might be rushed after my shower, but then after I released the days tensions, she slowed down and rubbed me down for the rest of the hour.
Went in last night hoping to see her. Was told first that she didn't work there anymore and they had a new girl, then she said Sophia was on vacation. I didn't get to see the "new" girl because they don't take Discover LOL.
If you've seen her please pm me.
I went into Kiwi Spa right down the road. Also didn't take my card. Mamasan was scary looking.
Hope to go to one of them this weekend.
Sophia is gone. I have not seen her around in while (1 or 2 months). The new girl is down from GA; hot body; good personality; good menu. I believe her name is Clare or Clara. She said she will only be here for a couple of months. She is worth the visit!
I was by PT late last week and saw LE out front of the place talking to a guy on a bicycle. At the time I sumized he might have been some homeless guy living in the woods next door. I went by PT on Wednesday the 30th and the spa was closed. Just wondering if there is a connection,does anyone know? I know for a fact the water problem sign on the door is bullshit. All the AMPs use the same story for any problem that comes along.