Terrible Experience at Red Rose
Against better judgement, I actually went to this place. They make you walk to their street corner (E 40s) and then you call them up again and they tell you which building.
I walked in and was rushed into a small room by mamasan? Who told me to undress. I asked what girls were available and she looked at me as if I was stupid. "Miki" she said. I said Id like to see the girls but she just closed the door and walked away. I debated whether to stay and strip or leave right but Miki?, Mickey?, Mikki? Walked in and was friendly enough (although kind of butterfaced) so I started taking off my clothes. She speaks terrible english but whatever. She insists on helping me undress although I politely excuse myself several times (as in I don't want your fucking perfume all over my clothes, moron!)
Shes a big girl. And fairly strong. Could probably kick my ass. Not very sexy, and eager to klutzily get her hands on me (although not when it counts oddly enough. More on this in a bit).
"Shower first". She says. "Sure! I can also take one when I'm done right?". "yes" she replies.
On to the table shower. I wasnt regretting coming here just yet but was suspicious as no money had been discussed at all.
Naked, Table, Wash. Hmmm. Id heard these things were supposed to be sexy. It was seriously like she was washing the fucking dishes! Front and back. Sucked. Ok, dry off and mouth wash? And back to the room.
Now I'm dry in the room and resigned to get some action at least and she asks for her pay. I wish she had asked for it when I walked in instead of now that I'm naked damp and cold! I as how much and she replies $200. Man! NYC is expensive. Sooo. I decide to stick around for only 1/2 hour since I wasnt feeling her at all anyway.
At this point it gets really good. Miki breaks out a near retarded smile and her bad english closes down to none at all. One Six is all she can now say.
"$160? " I ask and she stares at me blankly. One hundred and sixty dollars?
"one six" she says again. (160 sounded like a major rip off at this point but I handed her over $160). Lo and behold she holds the money and still keeps repeating "one six" and I stand there trying to tell her shes holding $160 but she just repeats "one six" like the kid in The Shining says Redrum. She eyeballs the money in my hand (while shes fucking holding the $160 in her grubby hands) and made a fucking reach for it before I nervously put it away.
After a few more verses of "one six" I felt I had had enough and told her I wanted to drop it and leave. And she just stared at me like an idiot again.
"Bring your boss lady back in here because I want to leave, you can keep $40 for the table shower but I'm out" I reach to grab the wad of cash in her hand but shes got that tight pro-on-cash grip like I'd be easier to rip her hair out than get your money back. Miraculously her english speaking skills return and she says "Relax Baby. Lie down. " and leaves with my money.
I'm mad as hell knowing I should never have come to this shit hole, but knowing I could sooner get more money from a stone than this chick, I lay back and hope to somehow enjoy whats coming.
Seriously Seriously. She nearly yanked it off. It was the worst HJ in the history of the artform, and the CBJ was just as bad. Its like she was told penises were bad and had to be destroyed. She would also moan so fakely I almost laughed. So to pass the time since this was such a waste I ask her to let me touch her Y. She says ok and scootches over and as my hand goes over to the goods she knock it away (like the wax on wax off in Karate Kid). She says "touch touch" and as I approach her less than enticing hole she fucking karate blocks me again! WTF! She grabs my hand and puts it on her pubic mound. I think I see where this is going. An inch down and she blocks. I guess my limit is scratching the stubble on her mound. Surreal.
At this point my cock hurt from the pulling she passes off as HJ and I ask if there is any banging or what? She says "only BJ" and when I question her about the bottle of lube she brought in she actually says "BJ! " angrily. At this point I'm wondering why the hell I had to take a mouth wash, but really don't give a shit anymore. So I pull of my rubber finish myself off and ask for my shower. She had the nerve to say "No more time" when I had paid her $160 for half an hour of bullshit and only used up 18 mins. I get up and take the shower anyways walk back ad start to put on my clothes as this idiot AGAIN insists on helping me with the shirt buttons. I turn around and get dressed quickly knowing what her returning friendly demeanor means. This dragon lady actually had the balls to stand in the doorway and ask for a tip. I waved her off and left as she undoubtedly said something nasty to me in Korean.
A total fucking rip off place. Maybe they have nice girls there but a place is only as good as its worst worker. Damage $160. Wouldn't come back if she was the last female on earth.