Discover Massage in Trussville
I've been visiting AMPs for quite some time now, and what I have learned is that part of the thrill for me is the hunt. The anticipation. The negotiation. The "you been massage before?" Conversation. The broken English and the way they she gawks in shock as you disrobe. The table shower (there really is nothing better) . Feeling her up as she rubs you down. The teasing and the sweet submissive smile as she tugs that last little bit out of you. And then the warm towel. All of it!
I'm satisfied by good service and really enjoy having my body worshipped and pampered for an hour. I am in search of the full experience rather than full service, so my expectations aren't the same as some who visit for a massage.
Discover Massage failed me on numerous counts.
I was through Trussville the other day with some spare time and I decided to treat myself. The front entrance looks like any other AMP in a strip mall that you have ever seen, but once you step inside, the vibe doesn't match. It "feels" more like a health club. You pay for the massage at the front counter and then are led back to the room, again, everything "looks" like it should, but "feels" completely different.
My masseuse was a mid 20's Girl of Asian heritage, but she was very Americanized. She was wearing jeans and a "Gap" tshirt with low top Converse or Keds. Certainly not the slinky lingerie and heels that I prefer! No table shower was offered or discussed, as she went straight to the massage. There was no cover towel which left me hopeful, but alas. There was no teasing, intimate touching, or even "grazing the boys" as some like to say. She did ask me if I liked "hard or soft," but that was the extent of our interplay. The lights were low, the music was soft, and I talked myself into enjoying the massage, but there certainly weren't any extras.
When the time was up, she ended the massage, directed me out, and followed me to the front. Once in the lobby, she asked me about a "teep. " I really didn't understand what she was saying the first three times she said it, and then I replied that I had already paid for the massage to the lady right there at the front counter. Another guy was on his way in, so I made sure that he heard our exchange too.
One could probably wrangle a discreet handjob from the right masseuse with multiple visits, but the extras weren't enough to keep me coming back in hopes of "extras. ".
If you go, or have been, please let me know your experiences.