The last cold day of winter
Last week, when winter cold was still overwhelming, I returned to a warm venue near the NoVA ntxn of 395/495.
Some places require an appointment but Manager and Massage Tech Lily at ET greeted me nicely at the door (even though I was a "walk in" I was seen without delay). After determining I wanted an hour, she escorted me to the massage studio at the top of the stairs.
As was the case on my previous visit, everything was clean, linen was fresh, etc.
After paying standard house fee, we crossed the hall to the shower room. The TS here is simply excellent. Not rushed. She helped me stand (to be sure I did not slip on the floor), and after I was dry, walked me back to the massage studio.
An excellent deep-tissue massage followed. Lily is focused on the client, so be a gentleman and enjoy how relaxed you are when the session is complete (full hour requested and received). It is likely I will return in future.
My simple odyssey continues.
JazonArgos15.
Random thoughts as I discover this forum and look to end my hobby hiatus.
My glory days may have passed me by. Relish yours, as you never know when they may end. Perhaps mine will return someday, after all the tuitions have been paid, if I have a modicum of virility remaining by then, let alone a beating heart at all. In the meantime, let me take you on a little trip down my own memory lane and regale you with boring stories of my own glory days. For those interested in the latest news from the newest spot, you're better off moving on now; if you like to browse the random thoughts of others, then read on.
My glory days were never nearly as prolific as those pros who keep these pages alive, getting to know MMSs and providers, but I've had my moments now and again. Here are a few:
I was lucky enough to have started my adventures before DC's own glory days dried up. About 18 or so years ago I'the say. Not sure when the highest of DC's high was, but it was certainly good enough back in the late 90's. Hard to remember how we learned things back then. I know there were some ads in the sports pages, maybe in the city paper; back page was actually the back page of the city paper. No networks for sharing information; not that I knew of anyway. You just kind of followed your nose and developed a sense about things. You could almost sniff out an AMP. I forget how I found my first, but it was just up the road from where another oldie but goodie is on LRT. Think there used to be a travel agent next door. I think maybe it's the same place that is now a little closer to 395, just moved down the road a bit. First time had no idea what to expect, but somehow you just figured these things out and they kind of happened. Got a good draw my first time; maybe if I hadn't I'the have chalked it up as a failure and never looked back. As it was, I got hooked. Now the siren song forever beckons in the knowledge of what was, and maybe what could be, but probably won't. That first girl was pretty close to my age, and in retrospect seemed way too innocent for an AMP. We were like two virgins having our first encounter together; she may not have been innocent or shy, but she gave a great impression of being so just had that look; but not too shy to roll with it, and she confirmed that I could enjoy just the extras I like, which happen to be to dine. And it was perfect, she was young and fit; not hot, but GND. So, I was hooked by that seeming shared loss of innocence. And that spot was my go to in the early days. Not sure if it was my next visit or not, but my next memorable visit introduced me to another common AMP theme the mature woman. But this one was particularly interesting; perhaps an extension of my beginner's luck. She was probably mid-50's. I was young at the time, but not really a walk-out type, so just went with it. Glad I did. She was unexpectedly game. It is hard for me not to dine when I've gone through the trouble of entering the domain, and so I did. The results were amazing. Often the woman clearly has had enough such attention and is happy to get you drained and dismount as quickly as possible. Not this time. She was so into it. She stopped her end of things and just enjoyed the ride. It went on and on. Excitement built. Finally she lost all control; shuddered, shook, clenched, and collapsed in a trembling, panting mass, before recovering and completing her end of the deal. It felt good to give Mrs. Robinson a little thrill.
Then there was the full on glory of DC. Model-quality pros with all the moves. Oh how lucky we were. And stupid for not blowing even more of our retirement to live for the day. If only we'the known our days were numbered. How did it happen anyway. I really don't get it. Anyway, my go to was just north of G'town. Not up Wisconsin, but maybe on Foxhall. I learned what a real GFE was there. Where are they now? Anyway, one funny thing that happened to me there, although not in a good way, was that I once drew a provider who was clearly a fan favorite, just absolutely statuesque, and (to coin an acronym?) was an ATD (CATD, that is) specialist (. And that isn't the TD of STDs, than you! I think this was my second round with her, and maybe I hadn't been generous enough the first time, but she was called out of the room by the MMS and she came back and explained that her appointment had arrived and someone else would take care of me. This was strange; probably a regular that she preferred; fair enough; objecting would have just led to an uncomfortable experience, so I said fine; and thank goodness because here replacement was Miss. Congeniality; and this is not sour grapes, but ATDs aren't really my thing anyway.
Well, more recent go-to's have been a place on McW in A, the place near where Papaya used to be, and the place on LRT near 395 (in its current location). Everything is very YMMV these days not just in terms of distance, but quality of the ride itself; but these have been good more often than not. I ventured into Tysons once; hard to judge on a single trial, but didn't get the feeling it's as friendly as other spots; and can't afford too many failures, so I tend to do 80% what I know and 20% new research. My Tysons experience was with another non-AMP looking provider; seemed more like someone's wife; attractive, but a little prude. Spent the whole time talking about how she had just completed her massage school and gotten her certification; maybe she didn't realize where she was. Well, I guess she did because she gave the standard, but not an ounce of playfulness, etc, then pouted over a standard tip.
One other favorite, who I will name because I so rarely get names, but this one was memorable, was Scarlett. Just saw her once, but would love to again. She was over in Ffx. Know her? She seems long experienced, and a real local, not rotational maybe kind of graduated into semi MMS status, but still has a surprising level of heat no coyness whatsoever; open, straightforward, but not businesslike, more like someone who just gets it, is fine with it, and knows how to deliver. Sad thing about that place is no TS, which I like; but would return for Scarlett.
Well, I have more fond memories, the Russian specialist on McW with the little dog; making the thicker ladies feel wanted when I'm especially game no matter who I draw. They must be able to see in your eyes whether you're happy with your timing on that given day or regretting giving in to your fantasies; but then they're used to it and they know what's what.
And the siren song continues to call. I tend to take long hiatuses, due to trepidation around lackluster experiences, health risks, financial limitations, and my own personal condition e. G. Just burned my mouth on coffee this morning, going to be a couple of weeks before I again feel up to the onslaught of the AMP environment. Must feel impervious. Yet we can never resist forever. Actually, my goal is to figure out how to enter the "Shangri La" of the upper K echelons. First, I just don't know how to establish my cred for those folks, and can't really drop a grand in a fortnight to do so if that's what it takes. Maybe that just means that I don't belong there. But as a fit, professional, worldly gentleman, I wouldn't imagine they'the want to slam the door in my face once trust was established. And how does safety in SL differ from traditional AMPs; I've heard it's safer. But really? Seems more secure, but maybe be / see more risk? And how unsafe are AMPs anyway? And speaking of AMPs again, I'm guessing there is some kind of connection between all these folks (within the K community). Is there no AMP path to Shangri La? (And are there different SLs? I'm seeing "AAMP" and "CC", and then what I'm calling SL which tends to have websites that come and go. These are more rhetorical questions; on my mind as I discover this new dimension that has evolved since my early days). Then again, of course SL is a beautiful place, but given my proclivity to dine, I wonder if it even is something to aspire to; at least with the nova AMPs I can be pretty sure of the limits of what has transpired earlier that day when it comes time to partake which brings to mind the topic of timing, which I'll save for another time; along with the whole question of AMP dining in general but who's got better ideas? Well, of course, find that willing barrista, but what are the odds.
Cheers!
A lot of ramdom thoughs SeoulOmio
[QUOTE=SeoulOmio;2828724]My glory days may have passed me by. Relish yours, as you never know when they may end. Perhaps mine will return someday, after all the tuitions have been paid, if I have a modicum of virility remaining by then, let alone a beating heart at all. In the meantime, let me take you on a little trip down my own memory lane and regale you with boring stories of my own glory days. For those interested in the latest news from the newest spot, you're better off moving on now; if you like to browse the random thoughts of others, then read on.
My glory days were never nearly as prolific as those pros who keep these pages alive, getting to know MMSs and providers, but I've had my moments now and again. Here are a few:
I was lucky enough to have started my adventures before DC's own glory days dried up. About 18 or so years ago I'the say. Not sure when the highest of DC's high was, but it was certainly good enough back in the late 90's. Hard to remember how we learned things back then. I know there were some ads in the sports pages, maybe in the city paper; back page was actually the back page of the city paper. No networks for sharing information; not that I knew of anyway. You just kind of followed your nose and developed a sense about things. You could almost sniff out an AMP. I forget how I found my first, but it was just up the road from where another oldie but goodie is on LRT. Think there used to be a travel agent next door. I think maybe it's the same place that is now a little closer to 395, just moved down the road a bit. First time had no idea what to expect, but somehow you just figured these things out and they kind of happened. Got a good draw my first time; maybe if I hadn't I'the have chalked it up as a failure and never looked back. As it was, I got hooked. Now the siren song forever beckons in the knowledge of what was, and maybe what could be, but probably won't. That first girl was pretty close to my age, and in retrospect seemed way too innocent for an AMP. We were like two virgins having our first encounter together; she may not have been innocent or shy, but she gave a great impression of being so just had that look; but not too shy to roll with it, and she confirmed that I could enjoy just the extras I like, which happen to be to dine. And it was perfect, she was young and fit; not hot, but GND. So, I was hooked by that seeming shared loss of innocence. And that spot was my go to in the early days. Not sure if it was my next visit or not, but my next memorable visit introduced me to another common AMP theme the mature woman. But this one was particularly interesting; perhaps an extension of my beginner's luck. She was probably mid-50's. I was young at the time, but not really a walk-out type, so just went with it. Glad I did. She was unexpectedly game. It is hard for me not to dine when I've gone through the trouble of entering the domain, and so I did. The results were amazing. Often the woman clearly has had enough such attention and is happy to get you drained and dismount as quickly as possible. Not this time. She was so into it. She stopped her end of things and just enjoyed the ride. It went on and on. Excitement built. Finally she lost all control; shuddered, shook, clenched, and collapsed in a trembling, panting mass, before recovering and completing her end of the deal. It felt good to give Mrs. Robinson a little thrill.
Then there was the full on glory of DC. Model-quality pros with all the moves. Oh how lucky we were. And stupid for not blowing even more of our retirement to live for the day. If only we'the known our days were numbered. How did it happen anyway. I really don't get it. Anyway, my go to was just north of G'town. Not up Wisconsin, but maybe on Foxhall. I learned what a real GFE was there. Where are they now? Anyway, one funny thing that happened to me there, although not in a good way, was that I once drew a provider who was clearly a fan favorite, just absolutely statuesque, and (to coin an acronym?) was an ATD (CATD, that is) specialist (. And that isn't the TD of STDs, than you! I think this was my second round with her, and maybe I hadn't been generous enough the first time, but she was called out of the room by the MMS and she came back and explained that her appointment had arrived and someone else would take care of me. This was strange; probably a regular that she preferred; fair enough; objecting would have just led to an uncomfortable experience, so I said fine; and thank goodness because here replacement was Miss. Congeniality; and this is not sour grapes, but ATDs aren't really my thing anyway.
Well, more recent go-to's have been a place on McW in A, the place near where Papaya used to be, and the place on LRT near 395 (in its current location). Everything is very YMMV these days not just in terms of distance, but quality of the ride itself; but these have been good more often than not. I ventured into Tysons once; hard to judge on a single trial, but didn't get the feeling it's as friendly as other spots; and can't afford too many failures, so I tend to do 80% what I know and 20% new research. My Tysons experience was with another non-AMP looking provider; seemed more like someone's wife; attractive, but a little prude. Spent the whole time talking about how she had just completed her massage school and gotten her certification; maybe she didn't realize where she was. Well, I guess she did because she gave the standard, but not an ounce of playfulness, etc, then pouted over a standard tip.
One other favorite, who I will name because I so rarely get names, but this one was memorable, was Scarlett. Just saw her once, but would love to again. She was over in Ffx. Know her? She seems long experienced, and a real local, not rotational maybe kind of graduated into semi MMS status, but still has a surprising level of heat no coyness whatsoever; open, straightforward, but not businesslike, more like someone who just gets it, is fine with it, and knows how to deliver. Sad thing about that place is no TS, which I like; but would return for Scarlett.
Well, I have more fond memories, the Russian specialist on McW with the little dog; making the thicker ladies feel wanted when I'm especially game no matter who I draw. They must be able to see in your eyes whether you're happy with your timing on that given day or regretting giving in to your fantasies; but then they're used to it and they know what's what.
And the siren song continues to call. I tend to take long hiatuses, due to trepidation around lackluster experiences, health risks, financial limitations, and my own personal condition e. G. Just burned my mouth on coffee this morning, going to be a couple of weeks before I again feel up to the onslaught of the AMP environment. Must feel impervious. Yet we can never resist forever. Actually, my goal is to figure out how to enter the "Shangri La" of the upper K echelons. First, I just don't know how to establish my cred for those folks, and can't really drop a grand in a fortnight to do so if that's what it takes. Maybe that just means that I don't belong there. But as a fit, professional, worldly gentleman, I wouldn't imagine they'the want to slam the door in my face once trust was established. And how does safety in SL differ from traditional AMPs; I've heard it's safer. But really? Seems more secure, but maybe be / see more risk? And how unsafe are AMPs anyway? And speaking of AMPs again, I'm guessing there is some kind of connection between all these folks (within the K community). Is there no AMP path to Shangri La? (And are there different SLs? I'm seeing "AAMP" and "CC", and then what I'm calling SL which tends to have websites that come and go. These are more rhetorical questions; on my mind as I discover this new dimension that has evolved since my early days). Then again, of course SL is a beautiful place, but given my proclivity to dine, I wonder if it even is something to aspire to; at least with the nova AMPs I can be pretty sure of the limits of what has transpired earlier that day when it comes time to partake which brings to mind the topic of timing, which I'll save for another time; along with the whole question of AMP dining in general but who's got better ideas? Well, of course, find that willing barrista, but what are the odds.
Cheers![/QUOTE]I remember back in the day when the perfect Friday spring evening was having a few drinks at a bar preferably out side to see the ladies on the sidewalk walk by. The on to a tittty bar Achibalds, was it the 1420?, and the place on M street. Final stop was up three dark flights of stairs to the Asian Massage next door to Camelot. Actually this may still be available. A table shower followed by an hour or so of sailor fun. Then it was catch the metro back home to the burbs and call it a night.
Older guy now thinking of a real massage but roaming hands and a happy ending would help ease the pain. Do not go to BP often but saw a AMP really close by. Seems to be a chain. Excuse my ignorance here but any experience or advice for the Pine Tree Spa in Fairfax? Thanks.
[URL]http://nova.backpage.com/BodyRubs/absolutely-the-best-fantastic-asian-body-work-new-staff/21105096[/URL]
New Massagi place in Loco
Anyone have anything on Oasis place by Costco?
PC out.
