Let the speakeasies reign!
[QUOTE=BrokenArrows;2346947]Just did some Googling and you're right. Looks like a bunch of narcissistic aging busybodies -- the modern day equivalent of the women who got alcohol banned in the '20's.[/QUOTE]Pardon me for chiming in late on this. Just recently found my way to this forum. But wanted to observe an irony: those yoga studios, 95% of their clientele is female. Someone ought to report that suspiciousness to the authorities. Better yet, why don't we all take up yoga!
Speaking of yoga, our favorite providers ought to get their teaching certs; I'd go for a good private lesson. Actually once did discover an interesting studio (not HoCo, and now defunct), thought maybe I'd hit pay dirt, but alas. I still wonder how close I got. Imagination can be a cruel thing sometimes.
3rd time is not quite the charm
I had my first AMP experience a few months ago in Florida to test the waters. It was a decent experience. Then a few weeks ago, I tired again a bit closer to home, but still a decent drive in case things didn't go so well. That 2nd time was better than the first, so I decided to look for an ATF in my general area.
I ended up at Hana. Mamasan welcomed me in the door and mentioned it may be a few minutes wait. She walked down the hallway then came immediately back, accepts the 0. 7 house fee, took me by the hand and led me to one of the rooms. What struck me first was that there were no doors on the rooms, just thin curtains. I didn't see that mentioned in any of the reviews. I could hear the fellow patron on the other side of the hall talking to his MT.
I got undressed and a few minutes later a younger lady enters. She had long hair and was wearing a very short tight pink dress. Rather flat up top, but I found her quite attractive. She said her name was Angie.
She asked if I would like the shower and I said yes. She was very up front and said it was not a table shower but a stand up. Still sounded fine to me, so I went for it. She put on some exfoliating type gloves and washed me down all over. No spots missed. Afterwards she took me to a sauna where I sat for a few minutes.
Once the door opened, she led me back to the room and started on the massage. I mentioned that I would like medium and she did a nice job. She spent quite a bit of time on the table instead kneeling beside me instead of standing next to it. I didn't mind as it gave me a chance to caress her legs a bit. She started to mention that my hands were cold. I told her I would stop if I was bothering her, but she said that it was fine.
By this time, the patron across the hall was having quite a good time.
Angie stops massaging and just lightly runs her hands up and down. That was something new for me, but it was quite nice. I am still caressing her leg with my hand at this point and she asks me what am I searching for down there. It was said more accusatory than playful and it took me back a bit, so I totally missed the opportunity to give a good answer.
Now it is time for the flip and despite a bit of a weird attitude at the end, I am really having a good experience. She asks what would I like and while I have only ever gone for a standard finish before, I decide I want to try out an upgrade. She mentions that the BJ is $. 5. I realize I have not done any research on the going rate. I tell her that while I would love to, I just did not have the funds. She then tells me that I can charge it. LOL. I tell her that I have cash and I will be perfectly happy with the standard finish when she comes back with $. 0 for that option! I tell her that the usual rate is. 4 and she disagrees and mentions again that I can charge the tip.
By now the fellow across the hall, who must have had a lot more funds than I, has gone and I hear a few more patrons being led to other rooms. It was quite a busy day.
Maybe I should have left, but despite the haggling, I am enjoying myself and wanted to leave happy more than frustrated. I tell Angie that 0. 4 is what I am used to tipping, but I will go as high as 0. 6. She agrees and things get back on track for a nice ending.
Overall I found the experience a bit bipolar. We would be talking and laughing one minute, then complaining about how cold my hands and feet were. I also did not care for the lack of privacy with the curtains or the haggling. I will be a while before I try again, but it may be someplace different.
(Sorry for the long winded report).
