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Bizarre Situation with the School
So I ventured out for the first time to spend $ on a massage in six months. I've been a pretty good boy, for whatever reasons (family, economy), but yesterday morning I fell off the wagon.
On a whim, I thought about trying the school. Drove around a bit as I didn't have a blackberry with me and couldn't remember if it was on Irving or Montrose. After searching Free411 for a bit, I finally came up with an address. I parked across the street and saw a sign in the window that said "open". I ventured over there and tried to go in, but alas the door was locked. I walked down to the 2nd door to find that locked as well. So, I called the number that is posted on the front door. Here's where it gets bizarre.
A chick answers, "hello. " Seems a bit unprofessional. No "Good morning, this is the massage school. " It seemed like I was calling her at home. Maybe calls were forwarded. The conversation turned into the rudest couple of minutes I've ever encountered by a business establishment.
"Why are you calling?"
Me: "Um, to get a massage."
"Who are you?"
Me: "Um, ...(my fake name)"
"What do you want?"
Me: "I saw the sign on the door said 'open', thought I would stop by for a massage."
"Well, call back at 1pm to make an appointment."
Me: "Can I make one now? It's 11:30am, I would like to make an appt for 1pm"
"No, you have to call back."
Yadda yadda. After a couple of more questions, she hung up on me. Needless to say, that one experience completely ruined their chances of me ever going there. Their loss.
I wanted to hit CMT (or is it CTM), but couldn't find their number on Free411 and didn't have the Reader with me (and it was too cold to stop at a 7-11 to get out and get one.
I had called Lisunia's, but my regular VIP goddess wasn't there, so I thought I would try my other sure-fire stand by up on Bronx. Unfortunately Alyena has moved back to Russia (smokin' hot Rose McGowan look alike), but I had another girl. This girl I think I had a couple of years ago, and since then she's actually really become cuter. He complexion and hair style were hot. I dreamt she gave me a nice back massage and started working the glutes before I lost control. I dreamt I sat on the table and had some dirty talk, kissing her neck, sticking my tongue in her ear, checking out her body, giving her compliments, making her pull her pants down so I could check out her ass and thong, turning her back around and liftin' the shirt to suck on the ladies (awesome nips), and then I made her stare me right in the eyes (six inches from my face) while she HJ'd me to completion. What a dream. $55 plus $25 tip. Always good to wipe off the chick's hands with kleenex afterwards. She told me I was such a gentleman. No doubt in my mind I could have taken this chick home with me after her shift. She was into me. She was upset with the tip, but deal with it.
The economy sucks and I'll probably reign it in again for another six months.