Foot massage on grape Road, recently opened ad in BP
So this was def a TOFTT. Bottom line: STAY AWAY. Totally legit and weird. Major language barrier; more than ususal. Or just playing stooopud. They said it was FBM. Room has 4 full motorized massage beds. Tells me to take shoes and socks off only. I ask. Full body, right? Yes yes. Tells me to lay down. Don't take pants off. Sit down, and she tells me to take my shirt off. I did not see what she did with it. Turns out she balled it up and put on a shelf. Nice linent shirt, looked like sht at the end. Whole massage I have my pants on, with belt. She pulls pant legs up for feet and legs. Does chest, head. Then tells me to flip. No no, don't take pants off. By this time a nice pair of wool slacks are getting all twisted around. VERY uncomfortable. Finally finishes. Tells me to get dressed. No towel. Oil on my shirt. And some on the pants. Oh yes, mamasan was in the room for most of the hour. Just standing there watching 'therapist'. WEIRD. Cost 40. It could have been a decent massage with at least underwear left on. And a clean up after. So I get out into the sunlight. Shirt wrinkled as hell. And my pants are wrinkled, and have blue oily lint all over front and back. I look like SHT. I'm not really a fussy guy. But for work I do wear nice wool slacks and shirts; mostly dry cleaners. Total disregard by this place for clothes and for customer comfort. Legit is one thing. All of this was over the top WEIRD.