Review: Gold Sun, Murfreesboro
I finally went to my first AMP in the boro, having lived here many years, and having gone to AMPs in different places on multiple occasions (most recently Atlanta area).
First of all, what is the DEAL around here lately? They seem to be popping up all over town. No complaints from me, but it's weird. It's like there's been a political shift or pause in enforcement or whatever. Does anybody know why there are so many now?
Anyway, I would love to review them all, and I may get to them. I decided to start with Gold Sun, because it's the closest to my house and because I read a positive review of it on this site. I believe the review said it was 40 to the house and a 40 tip. That sounded reasonable if it panned out. In my case, it wasn't a terrible experience, but it was made more complicated than it needed to be.
First of all, English was an enormous problem, or at least they pretended that it was. I get that it might not be a bad idea to play dumb with the language when it comes to the finer points of negotiation, but this was worse than I have ever seen. I'll run it down for you.
I walk in, and there's an argument going on in the back. The prices are posted on a sign on the front desk. 40 for 30 minutes, 60 for an hour, etc. Somebody rushes up to greet me and seems very happy that I'm there. She doesn't ask me what I want. She just leads me to the closest room to the front desk. I go in the room and she starts into it: "One hour?" she says. This is definitely not the last time I'll hear that phrase.
"No, 30 minutes. I'm in a hurry. " She puts on the hard sell. One hour. She makes motions towards my back and my front, and the idea that I get is that you only get a back massage in 30 minutes. Like, it's not possible to massage a person's back for 15 minutes, and then do their front for 15 minutes. The massage to the back must be 30 minutes, and therefore if you ever want to get to the front, you have to stay an hour.
She eventually gives up trying to communicate with me and goes to get somebody else. I assume this is The English Speaker. I'm wrong. Though this IS the girl who will be taking care of me today, as they always seem to say at restaurants. Her English is also abysmal. Keep in mind here that I'm not asking them to be able to speak English in general. I'm simply expecting them to be able to discuss the terms of the service that they offer. Surely I'm not the first guy who ever wanted an hour's worth of service in 30 minutes, and was willing to pay for it.
While I was disrobing, I got out the cash that I had brought with me: $80. I put it on the table. The girl comes back and I sort of motion towards the money and say something like "I only have 30 minutes, and there's the money I brought. " She says OK, and then proceeds to give me a back massage for 30 minutes. It's not terrible, but of course it's not what I came for. I'm waiting for the flip, and it never comes. She tells me my 30 minutes is over, and do I want the hour?
Well I guess so! It's the only option I have at this point, I suppose. But at least the hour does not cost $80, so I still have some margin for a tip (a smaller tip, though, for my trouble). I try to show her, at some point, the exact amount of money that I have, and she points in the direction of the front desk, as if to say we don't discuss money here. That's news to me. In the past, tips have always been exchanged in private.
Anyway, to make a long story short, I got what I came for. She eventually got to the front, and it didn't take long for her to make a motion toward the wand, and to verbally confirm with me that this was something that I wanted. To her credit, she just did it, and didn't decide that now was the time to talk price. She just did it, and it was fine. I held onto her ass, which she had no problem with. I made a couple of moves for her tits, which didn't freak her out, but she didn't want me to do that. So I stopped. Anyway, it was fine, and she knew how to handle that whole area, complete with bit of prostate action.
Unfortunately, the entire visit was overshadowed by negotiational BS. Not even a negotiation, in fact. They're simply not willing to sell the half hour product, unless all you want is a (not great) back massage.
Already having said I was in a hurry, and already having spent more time than I had wanted to spend, she had the gall to do the wand shortly after the second half hour started. So once that was done, she then proceeded to do some stuff to my legs. If she knew how guys were wired, she would have known that I was ready to leave the place as soon as I was done with the main event. I didn't enjoy the last part at all.
Then she came around and did my head and face a bit, and then brought it to a close. Hot towel, and then she walked out. I put myself back together and prepared for what I assumed would be an uncomfortable discussion about how I had ordered the hour-long product, and now didn't have sufficient tip to compensate my attendant for the extras. I almost looked forward to me slamming what cash I had on the counter and walking to the car, only to them be confronted by whatever thugs might be hiding somewhere in the building in the event that some loser tried to stiff them. I would then explain what I had been trying to do and, if worst came to worst, I would have paid some more money if I had to. But somebody was going to get a piece of my mind about this unfortunate communication problem.
None of that happened. The only person up front was my attendant. I asked her how much. She said $60, which was the cost of the hour. I put $60 down and said, "That's it?" She looked at me as if I had no idea how these things worked, and she mustered up another english word: "Tip?" Ah, now we're getting down to it. OK, lady. I have thirty more dollars in my wallet. That had better be enough. I put it down.
She said "Thank you. " I said "Thank you. " I made for the door.
So, a mixed review. It is indeed possible to get what I was looking for, for the cost of $80 (I don't think she would have freaked out if I only gave her a $20 tip). It does not seem to be possible to do that in 30 minutes. And I was, in fact, planning on tipping her more than $20, so the truth is that it's $60 plus tip. It's nice to stay below the $100 level, and it seems like that's difficult at this place.
I should say a little more about my attendant, for the record. She was young enough and attractive enough. She was not a burden to be around or to look at. She wasn't fat. She didn't have an altogether stereotypical "asian" look to her, but she was definitely Korean. The way she did her hair and so forth, at a glance you might think she was hispanic or some other ethnicity. She did her job diligently. She didn't get into it the way the best in the business do, but she wasn't a hater. She knew what was up and she did the deed, while not making me feel like a piece of shit. That is essentially the job description.
The most disappointing aspect of this visit is that they weren't listening to me. Hopefully there are better operations in town, and over the coming weeks or months I hope to try more of them, and share with you what I found. Next on my list is the place over on Memorial, and then after that there's a place over by Walmart on Old Fort Pkwy. And there are at least 2 or 3 more that I've seen in my recent travels. Crazy.
Adult businesses in Murfreesboro
I don't know how old this article is but I saw this a few days ago which may explain why more AMPs popping up. Thanks for the info, ill give a try since I live in the boro too.
[URL]http://www.murfreesboropost.com/city-can-expect-more-adult-oriented-businesses-cms-7749[/URL]
[QUOTE=StarryNight;2353018]I finally went to my first AMP in the boro, having lived here many years, and having gone to AMPs in different places on multiple occasions (most recently Atlanta area).
First of all, what is the DEAL around here lately? They seem to be popping up all over town. No complaints from me, but it's weird. It's like there's been a political shift or pause in enforcement or whatever. Does anybody know why there are so many now?
Anyway, I would love to review them all, and I may get to them. I decided to start with Gold Sun, because it's the closest to my house and because I read a positive review of it on this site. I believe the review said it was 40 to the house and a 40 tip. That sounded reasonable if it panned out. In my case, it wasn't a terrible experience, but it was made more complicated than it needed to be.
First of all, English was an enormous problem, or at least they pretended that it was. I get that it might not be a bad idea to play dumb with the language when it comes to the finer points of negotiation, but this was worse than I have ever seen. I'll run it down for you.
I walk in, and there's an argument going on in the back. The prices are posted on a sign on the front desk. 40 for 30 minutes, 60 for an hour, etc. Somebody rushes up to greet me and seems very happy that I'm there. She doesn't ask me what I want. She just leads me to the closest room to the front desk. I go in the room and she starts into it: "One hour?" she says. This is definitely not the last time I'll hear that phrase.
"No, 30 minutes. I'm in a hurry. " She puts on the hard sell. One hour. She makes motions towards my back and my front, and the idea that I get is that you only get a back massage in 30 minutes. Like, it's not possible to massage a person's back for 15 minutes, and then do their front for 15 minutes. The massage to the back must be 30 minutes, and therefore if you ever want to get to the front, you have to stay an hour.
She eventually gives up trying to communicate with me and goes to get somebody else. I assume this is The English Speaker. I'm wrong. Though this IS the girl who will be taking care of me today, as they always seem to say at restaurants. Her English is also abysmal. Keep in mind here that I'm not asking them to be able to speak English in general. I'm simply expecting them to be able to discuss the terms of the service that they offer. Surely I'm not the first guy who ever wanted an hour's worth of service in 30 minutes, and was willing to pay for it.
While I was disrobing, I got out the cash that I had brought with me: $80. I put it on the table. The girl comes back and I sort of motion towards the money and say something like "I only have 30 minutes, and there's the money I brought. " She says OK, and then proceeds to give me a back massage for 30 minutes. It's not terrible, but of course it's not what I came for. I'm waiting for the flip, and it never comes. She tells me my 30 minutes is over, and do I want the hour?
Well I guess so! It's the only option I have at this point, I suppose. But at least the hour does not cost $80, so I still have some margin for a tip (a smaller tip, though, for my trouble). I try to show her, at some point, the exact amount of money that I have, and she points in the direction of the front desk, as if to say we don't discuss money here. That's news to me. In the past, tips have always been exchanged in private.
Anyway, to make a long story short, I got what I came for. She eventually got to the front, and it didn't take long for her to make a motion toward the wand, and to verbally confirm with me that this was something that I wanted. To her credit, she just did it, and didn't decide that now was the time to talk price. She just did it, and it was fine. I held onto her ass, which she had no problem with. I made a couple of moves for her tits, which didn't freak her out, but she didn't want me to do that. So I stopped. Anyway, it was fine, and she knew how to handle that whole area, complete with bit of prostate action.
Unfortunately, the entire visit was overshadowed by negotiational BS. Not even a negotiation, in fact. They're simply not willing to sell the half hour product, unless all you want is a (not great) back massage.
Already having said I was in a hurry, and already having spent more time than I had wanted to spend, she had the gall to do the wand shortly after the second half hour started. So once that was done, she then proceeded to do some stuff to my legs. If she knew how guys were wired, she would have known that I was ready to leave the place as soon as I was done with the main event. I didn't enjoy the last part at all.
Then she came around and did my head and face a bit, and then brought it to a close. Hot towel, and then she walked out. I put myself back together and prepared for what I assumed would be an uncomfortable discussion about how I had ordered the hour-long product, and now didn't have sufficient tip to compensate my attendant for the extras. I almost looked forward to me slamming what cash I had on the counter and walking to the car, only to them be confronted by whatever thugs might be hiding somewhere in the building in the event that some loser tried to stiff them. I would then explain what I had been trying to do and, if worst came to worst, I would have paid some more money if I had to. But somebody was going to get a piece of my mind about this unfortunate communication problem.
None of that happened. The only person up front was my attendant. I asked her how much. She said $60, which was the cost of the hour. I put $60 down and said, "That's it?" She looked at me as if I had no idea how these things worked, and she mustered up another english word: "Tip?" Ah, now we're getting down to it. OK, lady. I have thirty more dollars in my wallet. That had better be enough. I put it down.
She said "Thank you. " I said "Thank you. " I made for the door.
So, a mixed review. It is indeed possible to get what I was looking for, for the cost of $80 (I don't think she would have freaked out if I only gave her a $20 tip). It does not seem to be possible to do that in 30 minutes. And I was, in fact, planning on tipping her more than $20, so the truth is that it's $60 plus tip. It's nice to stay below the $100 level, and it seems like that's difficult at this place.
I should say a little more about my attendant, for the record. She was young enough and attractive enough. She was not a burden to be around or to look at. She wasn't fat. She didn't have an altogether stereotypical "asian" look to her, but she was definitely Korean. The way she did her hair and so forth, at a glance you might think she was hispanic or some other ethnicity. She did her job diligently. She didn't get into it the way the best in the business do, but she wasn't a hater. She knew what was up and she did the deed, while not making me feel like a piece of shit. That is essentially the job description.
The most disappointing aspect of this visit is that they weren't listening to me. Hopefully there are better operations in town, and over the coming weeks or months I hope to try more of them, and share with you what I found. Next on my list is the place over on Memorial, and then after that there's a place over by Walmart on Old Fort Pkwy. And there are at least 2 or 3 more that I've seen in my recent travels. Crazy.[/QUOTE]
New massage parlor in Murfreesboro
I did try the murfreesboro massage place over by walmart on memorial. Paid for an hour for. 6 but it was a legit massage with no perks. The massage though was excellent and the girl very pretty but dressed with no skin showing at all. I still loved the massage so was worth it just for that.
The worst. Absolute worst!
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If you want to feel scammed go spend 70 here. Imagine all the good things you could say about a massage and make them opposite.
