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Well, all you really have to do is ask for her. But she's short (less than 5-3) , slender, softish bolt-ons, in her 50s but looks late 30s or 40s, short straight hair. Anything else?
[QUOTE=Nwboldtd;1508281]I am about to head to the island to see the infamous mikki. Can anyone give me a hint as to what she looks like. I would like to know so I can be sure to get her and not another provider.[/QUOTE]
How does one (correctly) pronounce her name when requesting Mikki?
Is it Mickey like mouse, Me-Key, I would hate to offend with my inability to pronounce the name of the gal I'm requesting!
[QUOTE=TwistedBrother;1508357]Well, all you really have to do is ask for her. But she's short (less than 5-3) , slender, softish bolt-ons, in her 50s but looks late 30s or 40s, short straight hair. Anything else?[/QUOTE]
I've had great experiences at the Islands on a few occasions, but recently thought I'd head west to L. A. For variety. I've always seen it from the highway but never stopped in. From my experience, stick with the islands for a better time. I had Mola (I think that was her name. She was hard to understand) for a so-so massage with tension release at the end. During the whole session she basically interrogated me about how I knew about the place, where else I have been, who did I hear from, whats my occupation, on and on and on. I realize these questions are necessary for them to operate they way they do, but it seriously was non-stop the whole session. No conversation what so ever and little time to relax. Prices are the same as Hawaii. Since I only had my buddy Benji with me I was berated about how I should bring more, how I don't have enough, where is my credit card (yeah right.) , etc.
In any case, I am guessing that a second visit would go differently or regulars have better experiences there, but even on my first visit to see Sandy at Hawaii she was very friendly and the interrogation ended as soon as I got past the mamasan. I have zero motivation or reason to go back to LA. In fact, hypothetically if Hawaii shut down, I'd drive to GR rather than go back to LA.
If anyone had a better experience there, I'd be curious to hear it.
Everyone I know says Mickey.
[QUOTE=RoyGrisham; 1508908]How does one (correctly) pronounce her name when requesting Mikki?
Is it Mickey like mouse, Me-Key, I would hate to offend with my inability to pronounce the name of the gal I'm requesting![/QUOTE]
Clearly things have changed since that last bust. It didn't close them down (nothing seems to), but they are more careful and less fun. It's been a long, long time since Hawaii was pinched.
[QUOTE=Lance28; 1509119]I've had great experiences at the Islands on a few occasions, but recently thought I'd head west to L. A. .
If anyone had a better experience there, I'd be curious to hear it.[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=RoyGrisham; 1508908]How does one (correctly) pronounce her name when requesting Mikki?
Is it Mickey like mouse, Me-Key, I would hate to offend with my inability to pronounce the name of the gal I'm requesting![/QUOTE]I saw her a few years ago in Jackson at Lucky, and she actually said "like Mickey Mouse" so I'd remember. She was awesome then, too. It's amazing after all this time she's not burned.
[QUOTE=Ball Park;1509416]I saw her a few years ago in Jackson at Lucky, and she actually said "like Mickey Mouse" so I'd remember. She was awesome then, too. It's amazing after all this time she's not burned.[/QUOTE]Mickey that was at Lucky in Jackson and did spend some time at Hawaii a few years ago is NOT the same as the Mikki that has had so many good reports at Hawaii lately. She was great, yes, but a different woman. RTFF.
Sorry, I've been sitting on this review for several days, but during yet another instance of wanting to pick the lowest hanging fruit, I made another visit to nearby (for me) Warm Hands. A few interesting things to report.
Part of my motivation was the supposed new girls advertised and the later hours that made me think and hope that they were inching ever so carefully toward AMP status. I also wanted to see the "Sissy" girl I'd noticed behind the counter the previous time I'd visited.
So when I walked in, this gal greeted me and I thought it was Sissy, but not sure, so I asked for Sissy. Well, this produced a little confusion, unfortunately. She asked me how I got that name and I can't remember exactly what I said now, but she did turn out to be Sissy herself and kind of made it clear she wasn't a masseuse. Guess she just helps run the office and does the laundry, I don't know. The mamasan (if you can call this one that) intervened and pointed out I had two choices, Monika and Helen. At that point, I was feeling a little on the spot and didn't ask about the new therapists at that point as it seemed like it might be bad form. Monika and Helen were standing right nearby.
Soooo, not having a great experience with Helen the last time, I picked Monika. Part of me just wanted to leave, having not gotten Sissy or a new girl, but I kinda chickened out of that. So I'm in the room, kinda cursing the situation and feeling like I wish I'd left. I tell Monika I wanted a shower and she asked if I knew where it was. At that point, I began to realize she might not remember me and that she'd seen me three times before (and I shower every time). I actually thought that might be a good thing since my third and final session with her previously had seemed kind of a drag.
When I got back, I asked for 30 min. At first, but she actually kind of upsold me (or "uptimed" me, as it were) up to 45. The massage began and it was fairly good as usual, but actually kind of less focused on the structure and quality of a basic massage and, to my pleasure and surprise, more focused on where I really wanted it to be focused on. Fairly soon she went for glutes, inner thighs and I was able to pull her hand in to where I wanted it. So she gave me a pretty good reach-under and repeated a few times, getting me nice and worked up.
Then fairly soon, she asked me to turn over and actually upsold me again to 60, LOL. I didn't resist. Again, she went fairly quickly to where I wanted and, instead of reluctance, there was more positive energy. Meanwhile, I was groping over the clothes and went downblouse a few times, rolling her nips, though she wouldn't let me linger there or go further. Finally, she kinda moved away, then actually positioned herself sitting down at the end of the table and between my legs, where she began extended massaging down there in the pleasure zone. Way more attention than before, though I wasn't crazy about not being able to reach her myself with my hands for more gropage. Still, there was lots of massaging and stroking and a very nice finish.
Those of you who've tried her and haven't really gotten far, I don't know why you didn't, but maybe you should try again (with Monika anyway). This definitely exceeded my previous experiences there.
So then I tell her I'm done and want to go, and shower again, then dress. Then when I went out there was another interesting interaction. First, the mamasan asks me if I had a good massage, with sort of a knowing smile and wink, which really cracked me up inside. I said I did. Also, Monika had noted that I was only in there for 50 minutes and actually charged me just for that ($55, to which I added a $20 tip to Monika). Then the mama said,"You're a regular customer, aren't you?" I said yeah, I'd been there a few times before. Monika was standing there and I said, I've seen you a few times, you know. She did a double take and started giggling and hugging me. She really didn't remember me from before. Later, I realized I hadn't seen her for about three months. The times I saw her were late winter / early spring, then there was a gap before I saw Helen (and didn't even get a glance at Monika) , so I guess it's not surprising that she forgot me. Although, I'm surprised she didn't remember me after I started groping her and redirecting her hands.
Anyway, it was all good. I also asked about a new girl and Sissy, who was sitting nearby, gave some explanation that indicated there was a new girl, but she had to go out of town and would be back or some humma-humma.
So, bottom line, if you are so inclined, there is definitely, definitely, definitely a HE available from Monika, so long as you make sure you give the subtle encouragement and body language along the way, etc, that I've explained to some of you before. If you want a nice HR experience and keep it well under $100, see her or maybe try the new girl.
[QUOTE=TwistedBrother;1516433]Sorry, I've been sitting on this review for several days,[/QUOTE]Welcome back to the action side of the forum, hehe. I was wondering how long you could hold out. Thanks for the report.
Asianplvr
Over the weekend I decided I need a massage. Ok, lets try warm hands. Called and made an appointment with Monica. She is ready when I arrive. Into the room and get ready for something. I lay down and massage starts. Get to rub her leg. Nothing happens. Ok, lets try a little more. Nothing again. On the flip she puts a towlel over the lower area. I tell her not necessary. She is Ok with that. Some near misses as she does her job. Nothing more than that. Decide to rub those big ones. No problem but only on outside. As we finish I ask about HE. She says they don't do that. Ok, hard to get are you.
So I guess it depends on her mood or something else. TB was successful but I wouldn't count on it if I were you.
[QUOTE=Mackin; 1518026]Over the weekend I decided I need a massage. Ok, lets try warm hands. Called and made an appointment with Monica. She is ready when I arrive. Into the room and get ready for something. I lay down and massage starts. Get to rub her leg. Nothing happens. Ok, lets try a little more. Nothing again. On the flip she puts a towlel over the lower area. I tell her not necessary. She is Ok with that. Some near misses as she does her job. Nothing more than that. Decide to rub those big ones. No problem but only on outside. As we finish I ask about HE. She says they don't do that. Ok, hard to get are you.
So I guess it depends on her mood or something else. TB was successful but I wouldn't count on it if I were you.[/QUOTE]Had a very similar experience to yours about 3 months ago and have not ventured back though I just pulled out my Warm Hands frequent massage card that Monica gave me after my first visit (buy 10 60 min massage and get 1 30 min massage free) and am thinking of scheduling with her and taking my card to be sure she remembers I've been there before. She gave me a great massage; HE was all that was missing.
Argh! I don't know what to tell you guys. I'm trying to think what I might have done that maybe some of you missed.
While on my front, first, I would gradually work in a few touches of her leg. Then whenever she would do the backs of my thighs and my ass, I would arch my ass a little. Sounds lame, maybe, but makes it clear you like her touching you there. I would try and touch myself a little at certain points, then if/when her hand was close enough, try and pull it in to rub my sack a little. Then would try and pull her hand in deeper. That really sets up everything for the flip, when I keep touching myself a little more, maybe grab her hand and eventually she gets it done. Like I said, of the four times she's done me, not all of them were as fun as others, but the last one was most fun yet.
Maybe the difference is in also touching myself. Or taking a shower there beforehand. Or also never actually "saying" anything, but just communicating non-verbally. I've never verbally asked for anything and would have expected a "no" if I had because of what others said before. Also, starting at a lesser length of session, then adding 15 or 30 more minutes mid-session seems to be part of it. I think that's sort of like an upsell and they figure (at least Monica) that bonus time means a little more fun time.
Or I suppose it's possible she got reprimanded and isn't doing it any more. Or maybe I'm just lucky as hell, I don't know. Either way, lots of other options out there, so maybe not worth fussing over.
I've never had instances where in my years on this forum where I am getting some action that no one else is getting, so I feel bad and weird, but don't know what to do. It's a dance of seduction, or something like that, and maybe I'm just lucky to have the right moves and right time.
Remember, I also tried the same with Helen there and had no luck at all. She gave a nice ass and ass crack rub, sensual but not sexual, and couldn't get her to touch the little brother. So it's not like I'm batting 1.000 there.
Sorry to those of you who didn't have fun.
Maybe didn't mention but tried some of the mentioned non verbal communication as you did. Only at end when she said all done was their communication about ffurther massage.
I have been to China many times and can't imagine some one coming here and not expecting to do what is common there. If you have not been there it is amazing with all the barber shops and massage places. No a barber shop is not like here. China hides it but it is every where. That is how they keep the guys happy as there are not enough to go around with one child law. Families want boys so abort the girls as soon as they find out.
Hi.
Driving back from Chicago last week and needed a break from the road. Stopped in and happily met Mikki. I've read alot about her and had a real pleasant experience. Got all cleaned up, light massage (like I like it!) then got down to brass tacks. First off gave the mamasan. 6 for an hr. Then talked with Mikki and gave her another. 8. Got some CBJ action, some nice 6 and 9, and got my FIV alot and actually FIB until she called me "bad boy" and I had to make a strategic withdrawal to FIV land (felt good while it lasted tho!). Finished with 6 and 9 and CCIM. A good solid and very relaxing performance before I hit the road home.
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Fu*king Warm Hands!
To the rest of the civilized world (Lansingites who frequent Frandor) , it's an innocuous, mysterious little massage place that people think about for 2.5 seconds and then refocus on what they're picking up at Kroger. For me, it's a gigantic magnet, exerting its megalomaniacal pull on me every 2-4 weeks, rendering me useless until I drive down the street and fulfill my duty.
So today, I was sucked in there again, half hoping for a slight uptick in a session with Monica and half hoping to see the so-called "new girl." As I entered, at first I thought I saw Monica behind the counter, but it wasn't her. It was, indeed, the new girl, (American) name of "Wendy." I quickly tried to decide whether to ask for Monica or not. This gal sort of looked like her (at first glance, anyway) , about the same age, but is thicker with a belly and also some nice hooters. Monica, as some of you know, APPEARS to have nice hooters. But it's really her power bra, enhancing a weak pair of Bees.
Anyway, the boobsicles were too much to overcome, even though she had sort of a naive look about her. As we went in the room, she asked if I'd been there before. I said, yes, I'd seen Monica. She said Monica was busy as I noticed activity next door to my cubicle. Was it one of you? If you were with Monica around 2:30-45, that was me in the room next to you.
So I took a quick shower, hoping to make the naughty bits more appealing should she choose to indulge me. Then she began a typical 45-minute, basic session while I prepared to launch my game plan. The first time she moved to the side, I tested her with a little stroke of her calves (you know, me on my stomach, arms hanging down, groping for any reachable flesh). She didn't pull away, so that was good.
When she started doing the long strokes down my back toward my ass, I arched ever so slightly, just enough to be noticed. I also let out a few manufactured groans of pleasure, better to let her know my ass enjoys contact."Nice," I say."Feels good."
"Thank you," she says.
When she moves down and starts working the ass and hammies a little more, I launch into part two of my plan, responding with ass-arching more and more, the closer she gets. I alternate between trying to grope her ass some (not too successful) and playing with myself, reaching down under. She gets close in her rubs and strokes, but not quite close enough.
Then she gets on the table at the far end, and starts stroking up my thighs to my ass. At this point, I'm arching my ass so much it's almost touching the ceiling. I try not to think what the view is like for her, my Mount Olympus of an ass staring back at her. She gets closer, closer, closer, but DAMN, she won't touch the Little Brother! Not even a sack stroke!
Soon, she ends that part of the massage, wiping my back down with the hot towel. Time to launch part three of my strategy. As I turn over, I tell her I want 15 extra minutes, making the full hour.
I probe her visually for signs of reaction to my ever-so-obvious body language moments earlier. She's friendly and smiling, not really showing signs of exasperation or anything. I compliment her beauty (such as it is) and her nice breasts."Thank you," she smiles. I try to touch them. She turns slyly away."Sorry!"
At this point, she's starting to connect the dots."Monica do this?" she asks, as I try and gently urge her hands groin-ward."Ssshhhh," I say (the other guy is gone now) , but nod at the same time."Sorry," she says."Boss don't like it. You have Monica next time."
Finally, she pushes the DIY envelope, squirting a few gobs of oil into my hands. I'm bummed, but I go at it anyway, with her rubbing my thighs and near my groin and holding my hand. During this part and the inevitable cleanup, she seems more friendly and sympathetic to my plight. She keeps apologizing, but also keeps her distance ever so slightly.
So finally we're done and I trudge off to the shower again. I pass Monica, who has gotten another client. In fact, after I give her a half-hug, she opens the curtain to reveal the customer, almost forcing the dreaded monger faceoff (none of us ever want to see another guy face to face at one of these places, right?). Big guy, balding, probably over 50. About 3:45 or 4. Was it one of you? Hope you got you some.
Soooo ... "Wendy" falls into the almost-but-not-quite category for me, similar to (though friendlier than) Helen. I'd rank her between Monica and Helen on the Warm Hands hierarchy. What I did above worked every time with Helen in getting HR, but not with the other two.
I pay 65 for the hour and tip Wendy the change from my four twenties. She didn't go as far as I wanted, but she was cool about it.
Helen was also behind the front desk, looking down at what I'm guessing was a laptop. She didn't look up and appeared to be frowning. Maybe she was reading my review of her from several weeks ago.