I deserve a Bronze Star with V Device
[QUOTE=Katland;2567428]Gentleman (and I use that term loosely!
I have seen an ad for a new AMP ([URL]http://indianapolis.backpage.com/BodyRubs/all-new_-no-let-me-focus-on-no-every-inch-of-u-nosensual-touch-6165891240/12648129[/URL]).
Upon texting the 616 area code number listed on the ad (no address) I am informed this is an AMP at an apartment complex on the near south side, SE Street and Troy. Standard rates apply, 40/ hh and 60/ hr. Does anyone have any scoop on this? I am interested but may go to one of my old stand-by's to avoid disappointment, or something worse. Appreciate your feedback. PM if preferred.[/QUOTE]Today, I TOFTT! It is a day that will live in infamy to me. Don't even think of calling this number, this is nasty. My regular was not available so I did what I am advising you not to do, I called the number and got an appointment. The apartment complex is low rent, low upkeep, and lots of empty apartments. It is a dreadful place and I kept asking myself, why am I here? I went to the appointed apartment, was met at the door by this extremely old, petite Asian, nice lady, not scary, and I imagine in her day she was quite attractive, but the bloom was off the rose! She escorted me to the separate massage room in the apartment where I disrobed and wondered what all had happened in this place. I thought that a younger Asian would then come in the room as I was face down on the actual massage table, but, as fate would have it, my thoughts were short lived, as in walked the Asian I had just met. I had already paid my $60 and wondered how I could get out of here. Needless to say, the experience was the worst of my long, long career and I now know I must quit this hobby. I was in my vehicle in less than 20 minutes pulling out of the third ring of Dante's Inferno. Don't even think of calling this number, you are doomed.
Another place on east 96th
Went to get a cup of coffee the other night and, well, got distracted. There's a seemingly legit spa on east 96th st -- way east -- that I had seen and heard only disappointing reports, but all I wanted was a massage I told myself unconvincingly.
Check in with an attractive but ordinary woman and its $70 for an hour. She directs me to a nice room. There is a heated table, soft lighting and a sign that says "Keep Underwear On". I get naked. In comes a younger, thin and happy girl in yoga pants and a loose top. Good massage, good conversation, unlimited roaming (damn yoga pants) and an enthusiastic ending. I left very happy.
When exiting with the obligatory sign of guilt (bottle of water), the mamasan and therapist bid me fond farewell and asked me to return. No problem.
Clean, cute, private. I'll repeat.