Another adventure in MP-land
Not quite sure if this is the right place to post this, but who cares, its entertaining. I've been seeing my favorite korean therapist at a MP in south Orange County off and on for about 3 months. It started with a rub and tug. Once she found out I'the pay regular rates (.1 tip) I started getting fantastic full service along with a great massage. She finally gave me her cell number because she heard I'the stopped by on her day off and had someone else. She told me to always call her first to make sure she was working. I did that a couple of times and all was good.
Last night I worked late and was driving in the vicinity of the MP. I didn't know how late they were open but I called my gal anyway around 10:00 pm. She answered and said the shop was closed but that I was welcome to come over to her place. That's the kind of invitation I don't turn down. She have me directions and I got to her two-level townhouse about 10:30 pm She meets me at the door wearing nothing but a smile and we did everything you could think two people on a living room couch with three holes to plug could do. Afterward I took a shower in the downstairs bathroom. She joined me in the shower and she drained me again. I got dressed and went to go tip her the usual. She gets all pissed off, refuses to take it, and asked what I think she is, 'some kind of hooker or something. ' While I did know the correct answer to that question, I instead said, 'Of course not. '
Just then I hear a man's voice calling down from upstairs, 'Honey, is everything all right, I heard a noise. ' She tells me I need to get out fast because her husband woke up and might see me! WTF? As I'm bolting out the door she says to call her next week. I am now convinced all women are crazy.
Stay safe out there. AMP
Angel Massage Foothill Ranch
First to AMP Addict, awesome story.
Saw the new place in Foothill Ranch called Angel Massage and they were advertising. 45 / hr massage. I remember hearing about it here a while back but no intel so decided to TOFTT. Long story short, save your money, ya it's an ok massage for. 45 but plenty of other places for. 6 where the massage is better and you leave happy. Ok, for a few more details, this place is run by an older Chinese couple (they would be a MMS or PPS anyplace else and not the provider) and they were the only people there, no hot young cuties waiting in the back room or anything (and in fact no back room for that matter.) Instead of a door or hallway from the lobby to the rest of the place, there is a giant curtain running the width of the building. Next is an area with some of those massage chairs like you see in the mall, followed by 2 rows of partitioned areas with a regular massage table. These are entered via a curtain and the partitions are only about 6ft high while the ceiling is much higher. I. E- essentially no privacy. MMS gave me the massage, her name is Coco which any place else would've meant some sort of extras but she stayed strictly legit and with the way the place was laid out and the way she was dressed (jeans and non-revealing shirt) I was not in the mood to give any overly obvious hints. It wasn't bad in terms of a discounted massage, but next time I will go to a more reliable HE location.
Greetings gentlemen. And the rest of you
I hate to start off with a first post whine, but I promise to make up for it with my second which will follow close behind.
After reading some interesting reports on this very thread, I decided I needed to broaden my horizons and went to CH in Lake Forest today, visions of hot little Asians dancing in my head.
I walked in and was asked if I had been there before, and to sign in. I said I had some months back even though I know that never works. It still hasn't. I was led to a room and offered shower, restroom and candy, all of which I declined.
After a few minutes, a Vietnamese woman around 40 walked in. I've got nothing against 40 year old Asians, but my friend apparently does. And it didn't help that she bore a curious resemblance to the lady who cut off her husbands schlong the other day.
Oh well, I've been AMP'ing long enough to know that you have to let things go once in a while and it helps to have a sense of humor about it, so I decided to go with the flow.
She actually did give a nice massage, but much of it was centered around a certain specific part of my anatomy: I'm still trying to get the oil out of my ass. But the massage was good, and I actually did need one today. Eventually I was asked to flip, and she gave a very nice HJ. She definitely knows her way around. She did ask me if there was anything wrong as it was taking me a long time to finish, but that's always the case with me. For some reason those little meds we take for these activities make it very difficult for me to fire the old retro rockets, but once I do, don't be in the way!
When finished, she did a very marginal cleanup compared to what I'm used to, and brought me a cup of water. I left $.4 on the counter and dressed and walked out.
Now the reason for the whine: as I walked out, I saw at the desk talking to the mms the sweetest pair of shorts I've ever seen. She had long brownish blonde hair down to her waist, beautiful legs and once I got to her other side, she was just a gorgeous young thing. Now that's what I was expecting to find there!
OK. I see what's going in here. They got me, and they know I'll be back too. These primal urges can be such a painintheass!
I would appreciate some help with her name, though, so I am armed next time.
