I hadn't planned on doing any hobbying in DC, but one night after attending a corporate function this week, I realized I very much needed to bust a nut. I perused the yellow pages and came across the familiar name of Mirage Spa.
I was met at the door -- Wednesday night, incidentally -- by a probably mid-30s Korean woman who had the hint of an Ellen Barkin smile and cheekbones. Called herself Nana. Couldn't speak English for squat, but I kinda like that. Sixty bucks for table shower -- great one followed by dry sauna -- and massage.
The massage itself was pretty blah blah, no pressure at all. She asked me to give her a massage, which I enjoyed doing. I kind of missed listening to classic rock with a girly and rolling around on a mattress. She was a slender girl but not much muscle tone in that body. Fake breasts, and I was surprised how hard they were.
After I started playing with her clit, she got up, put a rubber on me and assumed the cowgirl position. I turned her over to missionary after just a little bit and shot my wad fairly quickly. Call my cock Seabiscuit.
The whole time she'd never mentioned money, so I put my clothes on and didn't say anything, and pretty soon she's asking for a tip. I gave her $60, and she asked for $100. I genuinely only had $80 in my wallet, so she got that. Maybe I was too nice.
I'm surprised I got service at all, because here in my new home of NYC, people are always assuming by my looks that I'm a cop.
Now the next night, I was getting my ear talked off by a fellow conventioneer, a young country kid of 23, and pretty soon he's asking me to ask our Salvadoran waiter where the hookers are. So for shits and grins, I "accidentally" lead him to Mirage.
We went on train and foot and saw a few streetwalkers along the way. Some dude also yelled at me and reached into his jacket -- thought I might get shot or something -- but he was just trying to sell us dope. I politely declined.
So I ring the Mirage bell, and there's Nana again, and she asks if it's my first time, and I say, yeah, sure, then motion at my big goofy friend. Nana's friend, who looks more Filipina than Korean, quoted us straight up at $160, but I was still feeling stupid for doling out $140 the night before.
After a little haggling, I tell the other girl to take care of my friend and to just let me wait for him. So I smoked and read a People magazine in a side room, and Nana brought me a Pepsi and pouted because I didn't want to give her more money. But she was cute like that. She kept asking when I'd return.
My friend was out of there within 30 minutes. It was his first time mongering. If I ever revisit Mirage, I think I'll go with his girl, because she reportedly has natural breasts and a shaved runway. The second night, I also noticed Nana's teeth were kind of jacked up with strange colors.
My friend thought this trip was the best thing since sliced bread. "Dude," he said, "I made her cum twice."
You sure she wasn't faking it, I asked?
"Oh, no, I could tell. She was getting off!"
