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TOFT and stopped by oak spa. Seems like pretty typical service for the area. Masseuse was probably late 40's early 50's as mentioned before. Once the service was over she said there is another masseuse that will be there Tuesday or Wednesday. She said she is much skinnier and younger.
Happy hunting.
I just returned form a visit at Best Asian. The place seems to remain untouched in service or decor. My attendent was likely in her early 40's, heavyset (just a little past thick) and cute- almost plain- looks. They have increased their hr rate to $80. Extras seem to be the same upcharge for L1 40/60.
[QUOTE=Master77;5793365]I just returned form a visit at Best Asian. The place seems to remain untouched in service or decor. My attendent was likely in her early 40's, heavyset (just a little past thick) and cute [/QUOTE]The place has been touched. It now has a nice new wood vinyl plank floor. A year ago they had old carpeting. There are two heavy women there now, but I know the cute one you are referring too. I'd like to feel the inside of her cute cheeks.
[QUOTE=CovidSucks19;5790454]TOFT and stopped by oak spa. Seems like pretty typical service for the area. Masseuse was probably late 40's early 50's as mentioned before. Once the service was over she said there is another masseuse that will be there Tuesday or Wednesday. She said she is much skinnier and younger.
Happy hunting.[/QUOTE]I also stopped and same masseuse. Did h for 70 and L2 100. Wrapped me like a sandwich in saran wrap then and continued. When services was over quickly cleaned me up of oil and Said when return I could sample menu further. Didn't hear about the other masseuse coming tho.
[QUOTE=MidlifeCrisis5;5796695]I also stopped and same masseuse. Did h for 70 and L2 100. Wrapped me like a sandwich in saran wrap then and continued. When services was over quickly cleaned me up of oil and Said when return I could sample menu further. Didn't hear about the other masseuse coming tho.[/QUOTE]A short life. Oaks Spa is now closed. Passerbys or surrounding businesses complained to the landlord who is now evicting them. Who knows, these passerbys and businesses may have read your post since this forum is free to all and doesn't require a membership to read, could have fueled their complaint to the landlord.
The guy who told the AMT today that she ruined the massage, PM me.
Took my chances on this one, not sure what it's called but it's around the corner from Mother's North. Got a slim early 30's one named Moko or something. Lame massage with mostly rubbing before flip L2. . 7 for 50 minutes + 1. 2.
[URL]https://gainesville.skipthegames.com/massage/asian/new-beautiful-girls352-377-580/089978478270[/URL]
[QUOTE=Plenilune;5872835]Took my chances on this one, not sure what it's called but it's around the corner from Mother's North. Got a slim early 30's one named Moko or something. Lame massage with mostly rubbing before flip L2. . 7 for 50 minutes + 1. 2.
[URL]https://gainesville.skipthegames.com/massage/asian/new-beautiful-girls352-377-580/089978478270[/URL][/QUOTE]It's called Orchid Spa.
Tonight I was able to get get out and try the wallflower over on 6th. I had heard rumors about the place, but did not really believe much of what was said. I'm happy to report that it's all true. The place appears plain and small on the outside, but on the inside, it seems like a bigger place. I was greeted at the door by not one, not two, but three lovely ladies. One had a small wicker basket in which she pulled rose pedals out onto the floor before me, guiding me to one of the rooms. Another had a hand fan and fanned me, cooling me off from the outside heat. The third just gave me coy, seductive looks as she escorted me along. If this greeting was any indication, I was in for an amazing time. I was hoping these lovely ladies would all be taking care of me in the massage room, but only the coy one went in with me. I did not complain. She looked completely amazing, jet black hair pulled tightly up and held in place with pearl chopsticks. Her perky breasts bounced freely under her beautiful Asian dress. I imagined her hair would flow completely down to her waist and I decided right then and there that I was going to behold that sight no matter what it took. Instead of leaving the room, she gently helped me out of my clothes, got a towel for me and guided me onto the massage table. I started to lay on my stomach, but she giggled and guided me onto my back, all the while smiling that coy, seductive smile that was driving me crazy. She lightly touched my hand and gave me a motion sign to stay here. Then she left. After a few moments, I started to fear that she would not be coming back and perhaps this was a ruse they used to get someone all excited only to bait and switch with another woman. She did not come back. Instead, the lighting in the room somehow got softer and began slowly morphing into different hues of blue, pink and green. I began feeling a little strange, but in a very, VERY good way. There seemed to be a smoky haze rising from the floor like dry ice, but somehow this did not seem surprising to me. It only served to enhance the euphoria I was already experiencing. And then. It happened. From out of the soft haze of the room stepped a woman. She had one of those sexy Halloween-type nurse's uniforms on. The white skirt was so short, I could see her sexy red panties underneath. The panties had straps (I don't know what you call them) that came down and hooked onto sexy black stockings. Her amazing breasts were straining under the pressure of a push-up bra that made them appear to be begging to be set free. She moved slowly and dreamlike to me. As she got closer, I almost gasped. I'm not really into redheads or blonds for the most part, but her hair was the most amazing light tinge of healthy red hair I've ever saw. But that was not what surprised me. Her face. I could have swore I was looking right up at none other than Scarlett Johansson. And if it wasn't her, it was her clone, except for the red hair. Like I said, I'm not really into blonds, but Scarlett gets a pass from me any day of the week. An amazingly beautiful Scarlett with red hair now stood over me smiling a smile that was so sweet I felt a thousand electrical tingles dance over my body. She easily climbed onto the table and straddled me, bending down, pushing her lips onto mine. We french kissed for what seemed like 15 minutes and then she began to slowly unzip her uniform as she watched herself do it, her mouth making an 'O' shape as if she herself could not handle how hot her body was. As she slipped out of the top part of the uniform, I was amazed to see that there was NO push-up bra. Her breasts were full, round and natural and seemed to defy the law of gravity. She moved a hand over her left breast, pulling it upward as she did so. Then she slowly leaned down to me and pushed her wonderful, dark red nipple into my hungry lips. I don't even remember how or when the rest of her uniform came off. I only remember the amazing rhythm of our bodies rocking together as if we were made for each other. We kissed as we made love. For another hour, we morphed into different positions, each giving the other everything we had to offer and more. At last, I was on top of her, thrusting into her and knowing that I was getting close. As I planted sweet kisses on her cheek, she whispered to me. 'it's safe to stay inside of me. Stay inside of me'. That was all it took. My body convulsed in wave after wave of unending euphoria as I felt my load shooting in spasm after spasm deep inside her. I stayed there inside her until my erection finally subsided and I moved over on my side, holding her next to me, our bodies swimming together in the shiny sweat of our lovemaking. "Will you come back and see me?" She whispered. I could not help but laugh. I would definitely be coming back to see her. Hell, I wanted to marry her. The next thing I remember, my beautiful coy and seductive woman was standing over me with a knowing smile. "You have good massage?" she asked. I smiled up at her, the look on my face answering the question. Somewhere along the line, the room returned to normal and I was dressed. She again escorted me out and I was greeted by the other two lovely ladies. They each kissed my cheek. One of them handed me a little closed black book, the kind you get in a restaurant for the check. I opened it. The total was $1200, gratuity included. The price did not surprise or shock me. I would have gladly paid much more for my experience with Scarlett. "You tell friends, ok?" my coy seductress said. "I don't know," I replied. "I kind of want to keep this place a secret for myself. " She smiled. "No. No need. Everyone have special time here. You tell. " "Ok," I replied. Then all three moved close to my body, escorting me out with a smile. In closing, I recommend checking the wallflower out.
[QUOTE=JackPacino;5907815]Tonight I was able to get get out and try the wallflower over on 6th. I had heard rumors about the place, but did not really believe much of what was said. I'm happy to report that it's all true. The place appears plain and small on the outside, but on the inside, it seems like a bigger place. I was greeted at the door by not one, not two, but three lovely ladies. One had a small wicker basket in which she pulled rose pedals out onto the floor before me, guiding me to one of the rooms. Another had a hand fan and fanned me, cooling me off from the outside heat. The third just gave me coy, seductive looks as she escorted me along. If this greeting was any indication, I was in for an amazing time. I was hoping these lovely ladies would all be taking care of me in the massage room, but only the coy one went in with me. I did not complain. She looked completely amazing, jet black hair pulled tightly up and held in place with pearl chopsticks. Her perky breasts bounced freely under her beautiful Asian dress. I imagined her hair would flow completely down to her waist and I decided right then and there that I was going to behold that sight no matter what it took. Instead of leaving the room, she gently helped me out of my clothes, got a towel for me and guided me onto the massage table. I started to lay on my stomach, but she giggled and guided me onto my back, all the while smiling that coy, seductive smile that was driving me crazy. She lightly touched my hand and gave me a motion sign to stay here. Then she left. After a few moments, I started to fear that she would not be coming back and perhaps this was a ruse they used to get someone all excited only to bait and switch with another woman. She did not come back. Instead, the lighting in the room somehow got softer and began slowly morphing into different hues of blue, pink and green. I began feeling a little strange, but in a very, VERY good way. There seemed to be a smoky haze rising from the floor like dry ice, but somehow this did not seem surprising to me. It only served to enhance the euphoria I was already experiencing. And then. It happened. From out of the soft haze of the room stepped a woman. She had one of those sexy Halloween-type nurse's uniforms on. The white skirt was so short, I could see her sexy red panties underneath. The panties had straps (I don't know what you call them) that came down and hooked onto sexy black stockings. Her amazing breasts were straining under the pressure of a push-up bra that made them appear to be begging to be set free. She moved slowly and dreamlike to me. As she got closer, I almost gasped. I'm not really into redheads or blonds for the most part, but her hair was the most amazing light tinge of healthy red hair I've ever saw. But that was not what surprised me. Her face. I could have swore I was looking right up at none other than Scarlett Johansson. And if it wasn't her, it was her clone, except for the red hair. Like I said, I'm not really into blonds, but Scarlett gets a pass from me any day of the week. An amazingly beautiful Scarlett with red hair now stood over me smiling a smile that was so sweet I felt a thousand electrical tingles dance over my body. She easily climbed onto the table and straddled me, bending down, pushing her lips onto mine. We french kissed for what seemed like 15 minutes and then she began to slowly unzip her uniform as she watched herself do it, her mouth making an 'O' shape as if she herself could not handle how hot her body was. As she slipped out of the top part of the uniform, I was amazed to see that there was NO push-up bra. Her breasts were full, round and natural and seemed to defy the law of gravity. She moved a hand over her left breast, pulling it upward as she did so. Then she slowly leaned down to me and pushed her wonderful, dark red nipple into my hungry lips. I don't even remember how or when the rest of her uniform came off. I only remember the amazing rhythm of our bodies rocking together as if we were made for each other. We kissed as we made love. For another hour, we morphed into different positions, each giving the other everything we had to offer and more. At last, I was on top of her, thrusting into her and knowing that I was getting close. As I planted sweet kisses on her cheek, she whispered to me. 'it's safe to stay inside of me. Stay inside of me'. That was all it took. My body convulsed in wave after wave of unending euphoria as I felt my load shooting in spasm after spasm deep inside her. I stayed there inside her until my erection finally subsided and I moved over on my side, holding her next to me, our bodies swimming together in the shiny sweat of our lovemaking. "Will you come back and see me?" She whispered. I could not help but laugh. I would definitely be coming back to see her. Hell, I wanted to marry her. The next thing I remember, my beautiful coy and seductive woman was standing over me with a knowing smile. "You have good massage?" she asked. I smiled up at her, the look on my face answering the question. Somewhere along the line, the room returned to normal and I was dressed. She again escorted me out and I was greeted by the other two lovely ladies. They each kissed my cheek. One of them handed me a little closed black book, the kind you get in a restaurant for the check. I opened it. The total was $1200, gratuity included. The price did not surprise or shock me. I would have gladly paid much more for my experience with Scarlett. "You tell friends, ok?" my coy seductress said. "I don't know," I replied. "I kind of want to keep this place a secret for myself. " She smiled. "No. No need. Everyone have special time here. You tell. " "Ok," I replied. Then all three moved close to my body, escorting me out with a smile. In closing, I recommend checking the wallflower out.[/QUOTE]What is the address / phone number?
[QUOTE=JackPacino;5907815]Tonight I was able to get get out and try the wallflower over on 6th. I had heard rumors about the place, but did not really believe much of what was said. I'm happy to report that it's all true. The place appears plain and small on the outside, but on the inside, it seems like a bigger place. I was greeted at the door by not one, not two, but three lovely ladies. One had a small wicker basket in which she pulled rose pedals out onto the floor before me, guiding me to one of the rooms. Another had a hand fan and fanned me, cooling me off from the outside heat. The third just gave me coy, seductive looks as she escorted me along. If this greeting was any indication, I was in for an amazing time. I was hoping these lovely ladies would all be taking care of me in the massage room, but only the coy one went in with me. I did not complain. She looked completely amazing, jet black hair pulled tightly up and held in place with pearl chopsticks. Her perky breasts bounced freely under her beautiful Asian dress. I imagined her hair would flow completely down to her waist and I decided right then and there that I was going to behold that sight no matter what it took. Instead of leaving the room, she gently helped me out of my clothes, got a towel for me and guided me onto the massage table. I started to lay on my stomach, but she giggled and guided me onto my back, all the while smiling that coy, seductive smile that was driving me crazy. She lightly touched my hand and gave me a motion sign to stay here. Then she left. After a few moments, I started to fear that she would not be coming back and perhaps this was a ruse they used to get someone all excited only to bait and switch with another woman. She did not come back. Instead, the lighting in the room somehow got softer and began slowly morphing into different hues of blue, pink and green. I began feeling a little strange, but in a very, VERY good way. There seemed to be a smoky haze rising from the floor like dry ice, but somehow this did not seem surprising to me. It only served to enhance the euphoria I was already experiencing. And then. It happened. From out of the soft haze of the room stepped a woman. She had one of those sexy Halloween-type nurse's uniforms on. The white skirt was so short, I could see her sexy red panties underneath. The panties had straps (I don't know what you call them) that came down and hooked onto sexy black stockings. Her amazing breasts were straining under the pressure of a push-up bra that made them appear to be begging to be set free. She moved slowly and dreamlike to me. As she got closer, I almost gasped. I'm not really into redheads or blonds for the most part, but her hair was the most amazing light tinge of healthy red hair I've ever saw. But that was not what surprised me. Her face. I could have swore I was looking right up at none other than Scarlett Johansson. And if it wasn't her, it was her clone, except for the red hair. Like I said, I'm not really into blonds, but Scarlett gets a pass from me any day of the week. An amazingly beautiful Scarlett with red hair now stood over me smiling a smile that was so sweet I felt a thousand electrical tingles dance over my body. She easily climbed onto the table and straddled me, bending down, pushing her lips onto mine. We french kissed for what seemed like 15 minutes and then she began to slowly unzip her uniform as she watched herself do it, her mouth making an 'O' shape as if she herself could not handle how hot her body was. As she slipped out of the top part of the uniform, I was amazed to see that there was NO push-up bra. Her breasts were full, round and natural and seemed to defy the law of gravity. She moved a hand over her left breast, pulling it upward as she did so. Then she slowly leaned down to me and pushed her wonderful, dark red nipple into my hungry lips. I don't even remember how or when the rest of her uniform came off. I only remember the amazing rhythm of our bodies rocking together as if we were made for each other. We kissed as we made love. For another hour, we morphed into different positions, each giving the other everything we had to offer and more. At last, I was on top of her, thrusting into her and knowing that I was getting close. As I planted sweet kisses on her cheek, she whispered to me. 'it's safe to stay inside of me. Stay inside of me'. That was all it took. My body convulsed in wave after wave of unending euphoria as I felt my load shooting in spasm after spasm deep inside her. I stayed there inside her until my erection finally subsided and I moved over on my side, holding her next to me, our bodies swimming together in the shiny sweat of our lovemaking. "Will you come back and see me?" She whispered. I could not help but laugh. I would definitely be coming back to see her. Hell, I wanted to marry her. The next thing I remember, my beautiful coy and seductive woman was standing over me with a knowing smile. "You have good massage?" she asked. I smiled up at her, the look on my face answering the question. Somewhere along the line, the room returned to normal and I was dressed. She again escorted me out and I was greeted by the other two lovely ladies. They each kissed my cheek. One of them handed me a little closed black book, the kind you get in a restaurant for the check. I opened it. The total was $1200, gratuity included. The price did not surprise or shock me. I would have gladly paid much more for my experience with Scarlett. "You tell friends, ok?" my coy seductress said. "I don't know," I replied. "I kind of want to keep this place a secret for myself. " She smiled. "No. No need. Everyone have special time here. You tell. " "Ok," I replied. Then all three moved close to my body, escorting me out with a smile. In closing, I recommend checking the wallflower out.[/QUOTE]Didn't find this place via google. Where is it, and the searchable name?
1200, really?
[QUOTE=Hunter005;5909196]Didn't find this place via google. Where is it, and the searchable name?
[/QUOTE]It's difficult to find when it's only in the imagination.
C'Mon. Guys. No sense of humor?
It's a fantasy AMP. Just thought I would post something to lighten the mood since it seems so dead in here.
Sorry. Seems I got a lot of hopes up instead. The idea of the fantasy AMP is a place you can go to have your deepest fantasies realized. The room itself is mind-altering somehow, so none of the dangers involved in a real visit are never there.
[QUOTE=Hunter005;5909196]Didn't find this place via google. Where is it, and the searchable name?
1200, really?[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=JackPacino;5907815]Tonight I was able to get get out and try the wallflower over on 6th. I had heard rumors about the place, but did not really believe much of what was said. I'm happy to report that it's all true. The place appears plain and small on the outside, but on the inside, it seems like a bigger place. I was greeted at the door by not one, not two, but three lovely ladies. One had a small wicker basket in which she pulled rose pedals out onto the floor before me, guiding me to one of the rooms. Another had a hand fan and fanned me, cooling me off from the outside heat. The third just gave me coy, seductive looks as she escorted me along. If this greeting was any indication, I was in for an amazing time. I was hoping these lovely ladies would all be taking care of me in the massage room, but only the coy one went in with me. I did not complain. She looked completely amazing, jet black hair pulled tightly up and held in place with pearl chopsticks. Her perky breasts bounced freely under her beautiful Asian dress. I imagined her hair would flow completely down to her waist and I decided right then and there that I was going to behold that sight no matter what it took. Instead of leaving the room, she gently helped me out of my clothes, got a towel for me and guided me onto the massage table. I started to lay on my stomach, but she giggled and guided me onto my back, all the while smiling that coy, seductive smile that was driving me crazy. She lightly touched my hand and gave me a motion sign to stay here. Then she left. After a few moments, I started to fear that she would not be coming back and perhaps this was a ruse they used to get someone all excited only to bait and switch with another woman. She did not come back. Instead, the lighting in the room somehow got softer and began slowly morphing into different hues of blue, pink and green. I began feeling a little strange, but in a very, VERY good way. There seemed to be a smoky haze rising from the floor like dry ice, but somehow this did not seem surprising to me. It only served to enhance the euphoria I was already experiencing. And then. It happened. From out of the soft haze of the room stepped a woman. She had one of those sexy Halloween-type nurse's uniforms on. The white skirt was so short, I could see her sexy red panties underneath. The panties had straps (I don't know what you call them) that came down and hooked onto sexy black stockings. Her amazing breasts were straining under the pressure of a push-up bra that made them appear to be begging to be set free. She moved slowly and dreamlike to me. As she got closer, I almost gasped. I'm not really into redheads or blonds for the most part, but her hair was the most amazing light tinge of healthy red hair I've ever saw. But that was not what surprised me. Her face. I could have swore I was looking right up at none other than Scarlett Johansson. And if it wasn't her, it was her clone, except for the red hair. Like I said, I'm not really into blonds, but Scarlett gets a pass from me any day of the week. An amazingly beautiful Scarlett with red hair now stood over me smiling a smile that was so sweet I felt a thousand electrical tingles dance over my body. She easily climbed onto the table and straddled me, bending down, pushing her lips onto mine. We french kissed for what seemed like 15 minutes and then she began to slowly unzip her uniform as she watched herself do it, her mouth making an 'O' shape as if she herself could not handle how hot her body was. As she slipped out of the top part of the uniform, I was amazed to see that there was NO push-up bra. Her breasts were full, round and natural and seemed to defy the law of gravity. She moved a hand over her left breast, pulling it upward as she did so. Then she slowly leaned down to me and pushed her wonderful, dark red nipple into my hungry lips. I don't even remember how or when the rest of her uniform came off. I only remember the amazing rhythm of our bodies rocking together as if we were made for each other. We kissed as we made love. For another hour, we morphed into different positions, each giving the other everything we had to offer and more. At last, I was on top of her, thrusting into her and knowing that I was getting close. As I planted sweet kisses on her cheek, she whispered to me. 'it's safe to stay inside of me. Stay inside of me'. That was all it took. My body convulsed in wave after wave of unending euphoria as I felt my load shooting in spasm after spasm deep inside her. I stayed there inside her until my erection finally subsided and I moved over on my side, holding her next to me, our bodies swimming together in the shiny sweat of our lovemaking. "Will you come back and see me?" She whispered. I could not help but laugh. I would definitely be coming back to see her. Hell, I wanted to marry her. The next thing I remember, my beautiful coy and seductive woman was standing over me with a knowing smile. "You have good massage?" she asked. I smiled up at her, the look on my face answering the question. Somewhere along the line, the room returned to normal and I was dressed. She again escorted me out and I was greeted by the other two lovely ladies. They each kissed my cheek. One of them handed me a little closed black book, the kind you get in a restaurant for the check. I opened it. The total was $1200, gratuity included. The price did not surprise or shock me. I would have gladly paid much more for my experience with Scarlett. "You tell friends, ok?" my coy seductress said. "I don't know," I replied. "I kind of want to keep this place a secret for myself. " She smiled. "No. No need. Everyone have special time here. You tell. " "Ok," I replied. Then all three moved close to my body, escorting me out with a smile. In closing, I recommend checking the wallflower out.[/QUOTE]Would love to know more details as well! Sounds like a great dream.
Hello my fellow enthusiasts.
Comment: The dream AMP was beautiful. The fact that some people did not realize it was a figment of your imagination. Priceless!
Question / Observation / Looking for your thoughts: As of a few months ago the prices have increased, the AMP staff have all become AARP members and worst of all the fantastic full menu I was enjoying has now become as limited as the Dollar Menu at McDonalds.
Did I miss something? I recall an ownership change at Lotus but did something happen that I'm not aware of?
As always be safe!
Mumble.