[QUOTE=Papasan1]Sign says Spa is closed, cops will be called if bell is rang.
Papasan1[/QUOTE]That sign must have been hung just as I was leaving. They were open for business just three hours before your post.
Horsetrader
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[QUOTE=Papasan1]Sign says Spa is closed, cops will be called if bell is rang.
Papasan1[/QUOTE]That sign must have been hung just as I was leaving. They were open for business just three hours before your post.
Horsetrader
[QUOTE=Horsetrader]That sign must have been hung just as I was leaving. They were open for business just three hours before your post.
Horsetrader[/QUOTE]
If Papa was at the place he says, he must have been delusional. Maybe he should share some of what he is smoking...
[QUOTE=Horsetrader]That sign must have been hung just as I was leaving. They were open for business just three hours before your post.
Horsetrader[/QUOTE]I'm referring to Sun VIP at 719 8th SW
Place used to be on top of my list, always got a line up and always had plenty of beautiful actresses. Not known to normally accept none asian customers but I know there are a few lucky ones to have been granted membership.
Papasan1
There are two Suns!
[post=356389]Link to SPA address list.[/post]
I haven't heard anything about the VIP SUN in [b]SOUTHWEST[/b], the one Papa is reporting on, since Black Wednesday. Papa's report would make it appear to have been busted without fanfare, or possibly a landlord that shut it down to clean up his building.
LL
[QUOTE=LoveLOS]Here is the scene:[indent]LL has been transported to a fantasylan.... No. Not fantasy, more like a neverland! A world away, yet moments away. Wearing black [b][size=-2](green just isn't LL's color)[/size][/b], he spirals thru the night, as if in some kind of body rush...
Cut to:
DC townhouse, warm spring night, upper story room has the window open while the children are sleeping. Well, the eldest is in her 30's and the youngest is around 21; so to be politically correct, where the ADULT children are, well, doing what adults do on warm spring nights.
LL, in black, appears on the scene with a gust of wind, and some trash blowing along the gutter. Flying high thru the city streets on some magical mystery tour, he spies an open window. Being a natural voyeur, he sails effortlessly over. As he nears, he hears a young woman's voice, "Goodnight Mr Laxman! You come back tomorrow and see me? OK, honneeee!" The voice sounded like some kind of angel [b][size=-2]that had a funny kind of accent[/size][/b]. He reaches the window and sees a vision from heaven [b][size=-2](or possibly that could be Korea, I believe the girls look similar)[/size][/b] counting five crisp $20 bills with an evil sort of grin on her face.
LL appears in the window, Wendy sees him and smiles sweetly. LL considers for a moment, thinking "She is like an actress, a star." He floats thru the window to her side. They embrace. She kisses him as if they were engaged to be married. She starts removing his clothing, caressing his back...
In the heat of the encounter, LL's lovely, pixie-size fairy, Tinkerbell, who must have followed her heart [b][size=-2](or possibly went to the wrong room accidentally)[/size][/b]; enters thru a crack in the door. She is crushed and crimson with jealousy that her beloved LL was with another!
LL cares deeply for the weeping fairy, yet he is also torn by his adoration of the lovely Wendy. How you you please an angel and a fairy? [b][size=-2](I mean lets get real, they are both women, and how the hell do you please any of them?)[/size][/b] LL receives an inspiration! He calls Tinkerbell to his arms, without letting loose of Wendy's waist, to be sure. He caresses her face and kisses her, then he kisses Wendy while running a finger gently down the very-ticklish Tinkerbell's torso. Without a word he unsnaps Tinkerbell's bikini top, while slipping his hand around and squeezing Wendy's perfect little ass. LL, Tinkerbell, and Wendy begin a wondrous flight to never neverland...
[indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][b][size=5]TO BE CONTINUED...[/size][/b][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/QUOTE]
The flight was interrupted by voices in the hallway. Our attention was drawn to the door to our room opened. A rabbit with a pocket watch in his hand came hopping thru. He was mumbling something about being "late for a very important date." And then, as suddenly as she appeared, a wave of her wand, a flash of sparkling fairy dust, and both the rabbit and Tinkerbell were gone.
Wendy immediately barred the door with a chair and turned around. She and I locked eyes, she came to me, we embraced. She kissed me playfully, sucking at my lips, and occasionally lightly French kissing me. When she had my full attention. She pulled back and made a show of being scorned. She knew of my infatuation and trysts with Tinkerbell. "I think she is gone now," was her comment, with more of a hint of satisfaction than sadness in her voice.
As is confirmed repeatedly on these pages, the best actress wins! I must say she stayed in character and played the scorned lover right thru to our last goodbye kiss in the hallway as I exited. It was fun. I received, over our entire time together:[list][*]Completely confirmed accusations of my infidelity[*]Complaints bemoaning the long time between my visits[*]My excuse about her always being "busy" was regarded with suspicion[*]ill founded comments that I loved Tinkerbell more...[*]And more I love you's to pierce the heart more thoroughly.[/list]I love it when they act possessive; guess it reminds me of [post=502032]Nogi[/post]. :D
Most would describe our 80 minutes together as a true GFE. My only comment to that is I wish I had a girlfriend that would do the shit to me that Wendy does. OMFG. I do believe she enjoyed the massage I gave her almost, but not quite, as much as I enjoyed the one she gave me.
I left her presence a completely satisfied man. The automatic thought of stopping by TBWNN before returning to reality came, and went, almost with a hint of disgust, in a nanosecond. I was at the top of the mountain, I need to bask in the afterglow, because there is no higher peak.
And then I was off, Neverland rapidly receding in the distance, carried by a pungent cloud of earthy smoke. And I woke up here, writing this last line. Is Neverland a real place, or is it just fantasy?
Hope you enjoyed my fantasy,
LoveLOS
[QUOTE=Papasan1]I'm referring to Sun VIP at 719 8th SW
Place used to be on top of my list, always got a line up and always had plenty of beautiful actresses. Not known to normally accept none asian customers but I know there are a few lucky ones to have been granted membership.
Papasan1[/QUOTE]My mistake, I didn't read your original post carefully. I had never visited the one you referenced and had forgotten about it. The other Sun was open for business on Sunday.
Horsetrader
Greetings to all...
I have been restricted from the board for quite some time now. Since, I have been busted by my girl last year. Also, I have been out of the country several times during last year and this year.
Well, she is no longer around.
Like my handle, I can't kick the habit... LOL...
I see that some of you old regulars are still alive and kickin... and noticed a quite a few new posters as well... The board seems like it's been very active!
I think that some of you senior members will remember my handle?
I was the one who got busted by a provider, cause SOMEONE told the providers at Happi**** about the board. I think you'll also remember that I had to delete quite a few reports... LOL...
Anyway, it is so nice to be free again. Just the anticipation of the hobby is gettin me hyped up.
I see quite a few things have changed. I hope some of you generous senior members can lead me in the right direction again.
Cause, you know I love the hobby! Just as much as anyone out there!
Peace out.
H4L
Water is out...so we'll be without sunshine for a couple days...
Wonderful fantasy with my old pal Wendy .. know there are others but hard to imagine a better experience so in this case I am a repeat offender.
To get there, just click you heels together three times and say 'There's no place like home ...'
Know 'm mixing move metaphors but what the hey ...
I can agree with the recent rage in yellow fever. It seems there have been quite a few, well let's call them. I don't know. Inquiries. By the Crown Vic Crew. It seems the red lights in Neverland have been mixed with blue, LED I think. Just being around, just getting a brew or taking a walk after work seems to sometimes arouse some level of suspicion or at least a long look.
Maybe it's just me but it seems I'm hearing a Glenn Frey song over and over in my head.
We have to be discretionary with what we say and be very careful with what we dream.
Everyone be safe.
Cabbie!
A few days ago at 4:20pm, that semi-annual itch came and needed to be scratched again. I had considered venturing out to find and share some serious intel regarding places that I have not read about on this board, to elicit props from respected senior members, the wise punani sages of the p4p universe, and to benefit the greater good, but alas, old habits die hard, so I found myself on a slow approach to my favorite little walkup, minus the usual gay club crowd next door, must have been closed, who cares.
Mamasan greeted me with a big smile, recognizing me from months ago, a beacon of customer service. I asked for and received Jenny, who I believe consistently represents the classic k-girlish haircut and slutgear, for all you fans out there. I wanted to test my respected colleague LL's theory of victorious best acting, and she won. Whatever the case, I sense that this gal digs her job, my smile, her self-proclaimed expertise in the international language ("I give you best bj...all time!") and exchanging shit-talking phrases in English. Nothing sexier than curse words wrapped up in a thick jacket of asian accent, slight trace of nicotine. No ts, no sauna, full hour in room #3, where she also spoke Parisian, uncovered at first, covered at best. The vibe was so loose I even asked her if she spoke greek, but to no one's surprise she scoffed at that, laughing maniacally, as if it was some unholy, illegal and dirty act. Tired of conversation, I took the dog for a most rugged and brisk walk, completely by-passing the missionary and cowgirl standing on the curb, until utter and complete exhaustion. I left a most happy camper.
Body 8
Face 8.5
Sexo 7.5
Massagi 0
Attitude 9
Oscar ability 9
Safe and happy hunting!
Short story: Terrible.
Long story: Went to IHC around 1:30am after finding that the Sun had set early today (dammit! ). I forgot to ask for Sasha and got Yumi. From first glance she looked alright, had a nice pair of tits, long black hair, spinner body. As she leads me in I spot another monger who looked like he had TWO girls with him (lucky bastard! ) and one of them was really cute: dirty blond hair and from afar looked like she was in her 20's (double lucky bastard! ) Unfortunately for me I got a glance at Yumi in the direct light and she was probably TWICE that age. Had wrinkle lines around the eyes and even without touching I could tell they were bolt-ons and not very good at that. She asks for the $$ out front. My first warning. TS was prefunctory, little attention paid anywhere. Second warning. She did ask me how many times I had been there etc and upon her return after we finished TS, she had a rubber in hand so I guess I passed the test. Starts off with a rather lame massage so I start chatting it up with her. Hoping a connection might make things better. She then says "Turn over, let's chat" and boys she was NOT talking French! By this time in mind I've struck out. After telling me about where she's from and how she wants to start a business blah blah blah, I start petting the kitty as a hint to start something up. She gets the hint but does push the hand away. Spends no longer than 3 min on a lame CBJ. Refuses DATY. Hops on top for CG. I guess she gets tired after about 5 min and wants me to do doggy. After 5 min about that, *I* am getting bored so I flip to mish to complete. I must've banged for 20 min straight but got so little response from her that I just couldn't pop. No kissing, nothing. Finally I close my eyes and think of something sexy so I could pop. Immediately after I pop she asks me if I am married. WTF? ! ? Cleans me up and goes to get a hot towel while I recover. Returns, gives a few wipes and goes to get me water as I'm sweating pretty hard having had done all the work. Gives me the water and leaves while telling me to get dressed (? ! ? ). She tells me to tell my friends about her. Yeah, that's exactly what I'm doing. Stay away! She has a tat of a flower on her right cheek if you want to try to avoid her.
I think part of this is reading the Neverland reports and just having too high of an expectation in my mind.
Body 6 Face 5 Sexo 4 Massagi 0 Attitude 4 Oscar ability (what? It wasn't even a be-movie! )
[QUOTE=Sam 69]Short story Terrible.
Long story: Went to IHC around 1:30am after finding that the Sun had set early today (dammit! ). I forgot to ask for Sasha and got Yumi. From first glance she looked alright, had a nice pair of tits, long black hair, spinner body. As she leads me in I spot another monger who looked like he had TWO girls with him (lucky bastard! ) and one of them was really cute: dirty blond hair and from afar looked like she was in her 20's (double lucky bastard! ) Unfortunately for me I got a glance at Yumi in the direct light and she was probably TWICE that age. Had wrinkle lines around the eyes and even without touching I could tell they were bolt-ons and not very good at that. She asks for the $$ out front. My first warning. TS was prefunctory, little attention paid anywhere. Second warning. She did ask me how many times I had been there etc and upon her return after we finished TS, she had a rubber in hand so I guess I passed the test. Starts off with a rather lame massage so I start chatting it up with her. Hoping a connection might make things better. She then says "Turn over, let's chat" and boys she was NOT talking French! By this time in mind I've struck out. After telling me about where she's from and how she wants to start a business blah blah blah, I start petting the kitty as a hint to start something up. She gets the hint but does push the hand away. Spends no longer than 3 min on a lame CBJ. Refuses DATY. Hops on top for CG. I guess she gets tired after about 5 min and wants me to do doggy. After 5 min about that, *I* am getting bored so I flip to mish to complete. I must've banged for 20 min straight but got so little response from her that I just couldn't pop. No kissing, nothing. Finally I close my eyes and think of something sexy so I could pop. Immediately after I pop she asks me if I am married. WTF? ! ? Cleans me up and goes to get a hot towel while I recover. Returns, gives a few wipes and goes to get me water as I'm sweating pretty hard having had done all the work. Gives me the water and leaves while telling me to get dressed (? ! ? ). She tells me to tell my friends about her. Yeah, that's exactly what I'm doing. Stay away! She has a tat of a flower on her right cheek if you want to try to avoid her.
I think part of this is reading the Neverland reports and just having too high of an expectation in my mind.
Body 6 Face 5 Sexo 4 Massagi 0 Attitude 4 Oscar ability (what? It wasn't even a be-movie! )[/QUOTE]
Hey Sam69,
Did you mention that the Sun had set early? Meaning, they were closed?
Cause, I know the owner. Can you let me know, exactly when you were there?
Thanks...
Peace out.
H4L
Found myself in 1413K this afternoon...
NANA!!! It is all true!
I had a fine time but when I saw Yong there a few months ago she was better.
JJ
I was dreaming last night. Weather is getting warmer and my fever gets bad this time of year.
I'm on the street downtown. GHS is the initials I see on a mailbox. Funny. Next I'm walking past a nice sized park. Then I found myself saying Hello,, to an older asian lady. She seemed happy to see me. There was a little music playing in the backround and everything was really relaxed. Next I'm relaxing in a hot room (sauna? ) with a towel on and I'm reading the paper. I'm in the room for what seems like forever. Ok, off to a shower to cool off. Back in the hot room. Yet again for what seems like forever. Time seems to be going very slow.
I meet an old friend Ruby. Who has a nicer body than I remember. Well, we 'talk' for a while, then she decides to get acquainted. We haven't seen each other in. Well it seems like forever. Somehow my back feels better and I'm incredibly relaxed. There's a TV in the room and we're watching a show about a cowgirl from Korea. Flip the channel and there's a show on Missionaries in south America. Then we move to a show about dog walking and the benefits for the owner and the dog. Back to the missionary show, this time they're in central America. I pulled the plug out of the wall and the TV goes off.
Next thing I know, I'm walking past a big club and a hotel.
After that. It's cold in my room and I get up to close the window. Damn no wonder I have allergies. Pollen will kill ya'.
Awake and disoriented I was this morning.
PM for what the dream really means. Some details omitted. I can share if need be.
Cabbie!