Mia Maple Massage / Spa near you Village
I was looking for a massage, but I also wanted to cheer myself up.
Walked-in and got Mia. Mia is a petite MILF. She looks okay, and she might have been a spinner during her younger days. She had B cups that sag a little bit. She gave a below average massage with okay strength. No teasing during the massage. We negotiated on the flip 1.7 donuts (total of 2.4 donuts) for a full service. She started with CBJ over 69. I could tell that she was enjoying it because she would take short pauses until she came. DATY felt clean. The session got really bad during CFS due to the following interruptions:
- It started getting busy, and customers started coming in, and there were only 2 bakers working at that time. There are monitors inside the room, so you would know what is going on outside the room.
- A customer walked in, but he started talking so loud because he got told to wait in another room.
- Another customer walked in, but refused to wait in another room and stood up in the hallway arguing with another baker. I guess he did not understand that it was just a temporary waiting area as other customer has to leave for privacy reason.
I was so close to come into conclusion, but the interruptions killed the mood. I was never able to get off. Mia gave me her number instead to make a reservation as she promised to give me 1 hr service for the price of half hour. Honestly, I am not coming back. The massage places are getting expensive. The interruptions are not worth the experience. People need to learn how to be discreet. If it is busy, then just walk away!
+1 Champion / Healing Touch
Saw Lili, good looking spinner with B cups. I'd guess she's in her early 30's.
Nice relaxing massage overall, her signature seems to be getting up on the table and using her knees to massage your back and legs. She was also playful, slapping my butt and giggling or doing other sorta weird things that I found endearing. HE finish as she asked for $ $ for FS which is a bit high IMO and I didn't bring that with me today.
Even though she shorted me 10-15 minutes I'd still give her a thumbs up because I found her quite attractive and she has a great personality. Enjoy, but don't wear her out!
And *poof!* Sophia is gone again
[QUOTE=MassagePatron4;6536615]Can confirm. She's at 31X NW 85th St. I'm not sure how long she will be there, though, so act fast.[/QUOTE]She just told me she has to pack up and go to China tomorrow. But don't worry, she'll be back at the end of September. She's supposed to let me know as soon as she's back. I'll let y'all know.
Eternity, smiling, seeking melons
Candy at smiling art a month or so ago, great attitude, good massage, no negotiation, . 8 total. Been to smiling art plenty of times, but as usual, she's may not be there same.
Different Candy at Eternity, barely any teasing, pretty meh message, attitude wasn't bad but felt very uninterested / mechanical. Second time at Eternity, very different experience than the first which great. $ total.
Where can I find some big (natural) titties to play with? The bigger the better. I'm only interested in HE, maybe boob job. I was lucky enough to visit Lin's last year when I first got into the hobby, but was too green to ask Ms. Wonderful to take her goodies out Ideally the location is around or south of eternity and around or north of Sodo.
Thanks, and happy hobbying.
Field observations: Kiwi Spa and QQ (Lake City)
[QUOTE=SomeOne8492;6540643]There's a new parlor called Kiwi Spa next to Bomei in Lake City 125th and 35th. It used to be a dentist. Has anyone tried it?[/QUOTE]For a moment, I thought I'd TOFTT and scout something new in the area for all you slimy mongers. Only problem is the level of sketchiness there was too ripe. There is a homeless encampment one block away, with everyone languishing on Fentanyl or lack of inspiration, just zonked in their makeshift shelters preparing for the evening aead. In the vacated building across the street from Kiwi to the north, a tweaker was strewing the contents of his backpack all over the parking lot and just standing, bent over with hands on knees staring at the pavement below. Surely he must have lost something, if not his soul. A police SUV was parked on the meridian, empty.
It was almost impossible to find this place. The only hint is if you look behind the bus stop shelter, you'll see the entrance. On the corner, a small sandwich board sign proclaiming its existence as new is only readable on 35th if you stop at the light waiting for it to turn green. It's one of those invisible hints that something exists in the dull interior of the nondescript building. The window next to the little announcement sign was covered in a large piece of plywood, just waiting for some cans of spray paint to gussy up the place.
At the bus shelter, a crew of teenage boys were haggling each other, looking ready to ridicule anyone who stepped into Kiwi, a mere 12 feet away. I just sat in my car for about 5 minutes taking it all in. This city is a fucking mess now. At least three homeless people meandered around the lot, prodding bushes, pulling empty shopping carts and again, throwing the contents of their backpack all over the parking lot across the street. It all had a certain consistency to its depravity.
Once the bus carted away the youth I made my move. All I wanted to do was satisfy my curiosity. The front door had a camera above. A hopeful sign. I walked in.
The entrance lobby was still frozen in time. This is a dental group building likely built in 1974, and probably vacated five years ago, as far as appearances go. A small bell beckons you to announce yourself at the reception desk, vacated in 2018 by Vicky, who's now retired on Vashon Island, sorting out her scrapbooks and talking to her sisters in Arkansas and Utah. Leftover furniture and remnants of office decor lay strewn about, untouched. This was not a spa. It was a graveyard.
She came out in her bright pink t-shirt and platinum pink mismatched pleated mini-skirt, two sizes too big. Her hair pulled back in a simple ponytail, she wore round frames over her blemished face. "I'm sorry, I am with someone right now. Could you please come back in forty minutes? I will see you then. " I nodded in respect to the direness of her situation. The place was dark, run-down and unsafe in general. She is alone there, and the front door is not locked. There is no possible way she is running the business. There is no possible way she is there by choice.
This is the massage cartel at its worst, folks. Do not patronize these places thinking you'll score some rare discovery. You're not going to save this person, but you should probably save yourself from the panoramic risks surrounding this place. I immediately left and instead went to QQ (sign says Stone Point Massage) just a few blocks up on Lake City Way, and had an amazing walk-in session with Lucy, who was eating a plate of little black fermented balls. I recovered quickly from what looked to be a regretful move for all of you.
Lucy is really cute, too. CBJ, DATY with a naked session. She's a great handworker. I would definitely repeat, and suck on those jumbo nipples again.
