Massage Parlor Reports

[OldMassageGuy]

You both make a valid point. I am not sure where NOTFROMHERE is from, but it is my guess he knows the lay of the land and does not frequent the less than stellar spa's. But I am willing to bet, there are spa's where he is from that has the old ugly ones working. We can blame out of towners like you for keeping that place open, because I am willing to bet, they do not have too many regulars that visit the hag that you got. It blows my mind that out of towners like you visit that place and keep it open! Get my drift how they stay open now? Maybe do some research and you would have been better prepared. Now go home.

Chances are that the mongers who do keep places like Oasis open and not members of this forum. A lot of AMPs try to pull bullshit like you got. You either have to avoid them or learn how to fight back.

[AJCamacho]

Had some unexpected time to roam for a massage the other day. I thought I'd go back to Wonder Foot Massage on Pleasanthill just to see what it was like after Wanda sold it (man I miss Wanda. Best semi-legit massage in ATL). Anyways, walk in on Fri. Afternnoon and I felt like I had just walked into a sweatshop. In fact, that's exactly what the place smelled like.

It was packed w / 3 dudes giving chair & foot massages. 3 super fugly gals giving foot and body massages. I told one of them, I guess the mgr or owner, that I wanted foot massage and maybe body. She tried to get me to sit down in a chair w / a towel and then I realized that all the towels on all the chairs appeared to have already been used and not switched out (the weren't rolled or drapped, just bunched up like they had just been used). The place was disgusting and so was the staff so I bailed. And what's up w / all the dudes working at these AMPs now?

I called Harmony to check them out since I hadn't been there before. A white dude answers, so I'm thinking that's not a good sign, so I decline to make a reservation. I assume the owner at Harmony has been mentioned on here before, but I didn't remember. So, I ended up at my first time AMP on BH (an oldie but a goodie). For those who knew Wanda, it was her first AMP. Again, half the damn people working there now are dudes.

Despite that, I stayed to scout the talent and ended up getting a foot massage w / a cute spinner w / potential. She also does BM and we spoke about take out (generically). She said she would exchange numbers on next visit. I'll try to get in for a BM later this week and report if take out happens later.

[Popeofmypants]

Went to a AMP today near Woodstock, if you want the name private message me. With all the bust and raids around here lately I'm hesitant to say it on the board. Did the 50 for hr with Lucy. Good massage no draping and plenty of ass play. No real teasing, some list grazing. Def not afraid to get close just not in a teasing manner if that makes sense. At end said time is almost up and I asked for HE and she said she can help me DIY. Started DIY and eventually got her to do the whole HE herself without me. Tipped 30 since I kind of talked her into the HJ. Total damage 80. I would recommend and def repeat. Don't message me unless you have info to trade though.

Also saw a girl from massage anywhere. Again PM for name and details. Hottest girl in the game IMHO. 90 min massage with a toppless HE and the end. Let me roam with the hands and suck on chest. More to he had upon repeat visits I feel. Def worth te trip, but a little steep in price 200 for 90min plus HE. Worth for me but I don't know about anyone else.

Does anyone know what happened to the girls on Canton Road? They seemed to have dropped off the face of the earth.

I've got a problem with this. Before you reviewed her and told of first and second visits. First she said come back and next time better, your second time you said you received he. Now another visit and she has regressed a few steps. I smell bs. Also in your prior report on Wellness you mentioned a Jackie but they have no Jackie and have never had one.

[Niteluvr]

Forget controlling the time. THE PROBLEM HERE Is that this place is being allowed to stay open by YOU GUYS who make up Atlanta's hobbyist community. I refuse to believe that Oasis Spa (ugh) meets monthly operating costs by sending frustrated first-time customers out to their cars. Somebody is keeping this place afloat. People who read this forum are peeling off $20 bills and handing them over. Somebody is paying for horrific service by ugly, unpleasant, unappreciative, older women. On the regular. Blows my mind.

Chances are that the mongers who do keep places like Oasis open and not members of this forum. A lot of AMPs try to pull bullshit like you got. You either have to avoid them or learn how to fight back.

[Ranger620]

Had the pleasure of meeting her last night. She had a cheerful attitude and has a great ass. I almost popped in the table shower! Nice body to body massage back in the room which led to some ball and shaft licking with some light rimming and some light kissing. One of the best CBJ's I've ever had while I'm DATY with her on top of me. Standing mish led to standing dog then some cg till I popped.
Tip was 140.

Fair enough. The place on Pleasantdale is now Sakura. Have you sampled Annie? She comes and goes and is currently gone, but would love to hook up with her again if / when.

[NotFromHere]

The problem here is you didn't control the time. I keep my watch on for such purposes.

Forget controlling the time. THE PROBLEM HERE Is that this place is being allowed to stay open by YOU GUYS who make up Atlanta's hobbyist community. I refuse to believe that Oasis Spa (ugh) meets monthly operating costs by sending frustrated first-time customers out to their cars. Somebody is keeping this place afloat. People who read this forum are peeling off $20 bills and handing them over. Somebody is paying for horrific service by ugly, unpleasant, unappreciative, older women. On the regular. Blows my mind.

[TwistedBrother]

I feel for you guys. I was fortunate to be there during the heyday. Hope it will turn around some time.

Yup the Atlanta AMP scene is 99% dead. I stopped going about 4 years ago

[OldMassageGuy]

It seems all the girls that work out of the Sugarloaf\Atkinson Road area all have fake photos and crappy massage. They must make all their money on first timers, because I have never heard of anybody ever going back a second time. I made the mistake one time to go back to see a different girl. Same result. Never going back.

Saw this chick one evening last week:

http://atlanta.backpage.com/Therapeu...ywork/20136028

Or.

http://atlanta.backpage.com/Therapeu...ywork/20127198

Not the same person. In fact, not even close. She is a middle aged shorter woman with a long wig. Massage was rudimentary and perfunctory. There was absolutely nothing sensual about this, and in fact, I really did not want her touching my dick, TBH. It was $80 for an hour, after which she said the session up and I agreed without requesting extras. What a waste of time and money that was.

[Gag on It]

Most of the Korean run places in Atlanta have gone down hill IMHO. Most are old pros with lots of miles and their main focus seems to be trying to stay away from your Uncle Leo. If you travel a lot like I do, try out the AMP's in NYC, San Fran, or Dallas. All have been home runs for me as of late. I was in San Fran a few weeks ago and went to a Korean run place that had 25 girls working all under 30 that I could choose from. I felt like Chris Tucker in Rush Hour 2. Now that's what I'm talking about. Even the best places in Atlanta have only 4 or 5 girls working at a time and all of them are OVER 30. We do get some good Korean escorts though. So hey not all is bad.

Yup the Atlanta AMP scene is 99% dead. I stopped going about 4 years ago

[Niteluvr]

Back to the room for what may be the clumsiest, most clueless attempt at a massage. Pressing with fingers up and down my back. She would stop occasionally, just to pinch my wrist for awhile. I nicely asked her what the hell she was doing, and she said,"You don't know massagy".

All the time she was fumbling, she was talking about how she needed a man, and how there's no good man in the world anymore. Yawn.

Well, I got sick of this, so flipped over and got myself ready for the main event. She said,"Why you do? Time almost up", and some other throat-cancer voice tapped on the door and barked something in Korean. I said,"Time almost up? We just got started".

She goes,"Massagy here is 45 minute. You take long time in showah".

I'm instantly pissed. I got ripped off.

I tell her to clean me off, I'm out of here. While she's hot-toweling me, I realize that the other woman in the place is at the door, watching. My hag splits, and the other hag is standing there impatient while I get dressed. I say something about 45 minutes going pretty fast, and she tells me with a humorless smile that the time starts when I pay. She's uglier and crabbier than my massage crone, and all I want to do is GTFO.

I'm back in the car smelling like flowery lotion. Blue balls. Angry. I did everything right. I'm not new at this.

The problem here is you didn't control the time. I keep my watch on for such purposes. The bullshit she gave about time starting when the fee was handed over can be OK as long as the woman returns to start the session right away. If not, it's shaving time and you need to let her know it. At the end, you should have stood firmly and demanded at least part of the fee back. I've done it many a time and it becomes a test of wills. You have to let them know you aren't budging until they resolve the situation. They'll give in sooner or later.

[Rocky Balbotox]

Saw this chick one evening last week:

http://atlanta.backpage.com/Therapeu...ywork/20136028

Or.

http://atlanta.backpage.com/Therapeu...ywork/20127198

Not the same person. In fact, not even close. She is a middle aged shorter woman with a long wig. Massage was rudimentary and perfunctory. There was absolutely nothing sensual about this, and in fact, I really did not want her touching my dick, TBH. It was $80 for an hour, after which she said the session up and I agreed without requesting extras. What a waste of time and money that was.

[NotParticular]

Any one have info on gentle massage of canton road?

I provided info a few monts ago. This place is owned by JoJo, a very savy owner of several locations west of town. She indoctrinates her newbies to tease but to go no further. She shuts down any take out activities if she finds out. Very hard to score Xtras unless you have pretty good game. My favorite left a few months ago.

On positive note she usually has a gem or two that give a great legit massage with teasing if you like that sort of thing. Rooms are private with doors which is a must in my book.

NP

[Miguel Del]

Confession: I'm a regular on another city's forum, but I'm in Atlanta a few times a year on business. I lurk here for tips when I'm in town, and I created this username just to report on my horrible experience at your OASIS SPA last week.

I was on Northside after leaving Atlantic Station when I saw the sign, and knew what kind of place it was. Just what I needed. About 2PM on a Thursday.

Korean woman met me at the door. Busted hag. Not fat, but very trail-weary, sad face, and 80's-style frizzy hair past her forehead and eyes. About 50. She wore the uniform: leopard-print tights and sandals. T-shirt.

Everything was as it should be. Twing-twang music was playing, dim lights. She took me to a room, back and to the left, with "VIP" on the door. Nicely decorated, with a hot tub in it. Big mirror on one wall."You want showah"? I gave her 60 bucks and let her see that I had plenty more in a money clip. This gal was no beauty, but I wasn't taking her to the prom. Shower time.

I knew something was wrong when she wouldn't wash my dong."You washy private". Uh-oh. She washed me the way she would scrub out a garbage can. Zero penisary contact.

Back to the room for what may be the clumsiest, most clueless attempt at a massage. Pressing with fingers up and down my back. She would stop occasionally, just to pinch my wrist for awhile. I nicely asked her what the hell she was doing, and she said,"You don't know massagy".

All the time she was fumbling, she was talking about how she needed a man, and how there's no good man in the world anymore. Yawn.

Well, I got sick of this, so flipped over and got myself ready for the main event. She said,"Why you do? Time almost up", and some other throat-cancer voice tapped on the door and barked something in Korean. I said,"Time almost up? We just got started".

She goes,"Massagy here is 45 minute. You take long time in showah".

I'm instantly pissed. I got ripped off.

I tell her to clean me off, I'm out of here. While she's hot-toweling me, I realize that the other woman in the place is at the door, watching. My hag splits, and the other hag is standing there impatient while I get dressed. I say something about 45 minutes going pretty fast, and she tells me with a humorless smile that the time starts when I pay. She's uglier and crabbier than my massage crone, and all I want to do is GTFO.

I'm back in the car smelling like flowery lotion. Blue balls. Angry. I did everything right. I'm not new at this.

This was my first AMP experience in downtown or midtown Atlanta. How is this joint still open?

I got acceptable service up on Buford Highway the next day, as expected. But Oasis on Northside was horrible.

Oasis sucks. Never any good lookers there anymore and unless they know you, you get ripped.

[MikeyGaGa1]

Confession: I'm a regular on another city's forum, but I'm in Atlanta a few times a year on business. I lurk here for tips when I'm in town, and I created this username just to report on my horrible experience at your OASIS SPA last week.

I was on Northside after leaving Atlantic Station when I saw the sign, and knew what kind of place it was. Just what I needed. About 2PM on a Thursday.

Korean woman met me at the door. Busted hag. Not fat, but very trail-weary, sad face, and 80's-style frizzy hair past her forehead and eyes. About 50. She wore the uniform: leopard-print tights and sandals. T-shirt.

Everything was as it should be. Twing-twang music was playing, dim lights. She took me to a room, back and to the left, with "VIP" on the door. Nicely decorated, with a hot tub in it. Big mirror on one wall."You want showah"? I gave her 60 bucks and let her see that I had plenty more in a money clip. This gal was no beauty, but I wasn't taking her to the prom. Shower time.

I knew something was wrong when she wouldn't wash my dong."You washy private". Uh-oh. She washed me the way she would scrub out a garbage can. Zero penisary contact.

Back to the room for what may be the clumsiest, most clueless attempt at a massage. Pressing with fingers up and down my back. She would stop occasionally, just to pinch my wrist for awhile. I nicely asked her what the hell she was doing, and she said,"You don't know massagy".

All the time she was fumbling, she was talking about how she needed a man, and how there's no good man in the world anymore. Yawn.

Well, I got sick of this, so flipped over and got myself ready for the main event. She said,"Why you do? Time almost up", and some other throat-cancer voice tapped on the door and barked something in Korean. I said,"Time almost up? We just got started".

She goes,"Massagy here is 45 minute. You take long time in showah".

I'm instantly pissed. I got ripped off.

I tell her to clean me off, I'm out of here. While she's hot-toweling me, I realize that the other woman in the place is at the door, watching. My hag splits, and the other hag is standing there impatient while I get dressed. I say something about 45 minutes going pretty fast, and she tells me with a humorless smile that the time starts when I pay. She's uglier and crabbier than my massage crone, and all I want to do is GTFO.

I'm back in the car smelling like flowery lotion. Blue balls. Angry. I did everything right. I'm not new at this.

This was my first AMP experience in downtown or midtown Atlanta. How is this joint still open?

I got acceptable service up on Buford Highway the next day, as expected. But Oasis on Northside was horrible.

Most of the Korean run places in Atlanta have gone down hill IMHO. Most are old pros with lots of miles and their main focus seems to be trying to stay away from your Uncle Leo. If you travel a lot like I do, try out the AMP's in NYC, San Fran, or Dallas. All have been home runs for me as of late. I was in San Fran a few weeks ago and went to a Korean run place that had 25 girls working all under 30 that I could choose from. I felt like Chris Tucker in Rush Hour 2. Now that's what I'm talking about. Even the best places in Atlanta have only 4 or 5 girls working at a time and all of them are OVER 30. We do get some good Korean escorts though. So hey not all is bad.

[NotFromHere]

Confession: I'm a regular on another city's forum, but I'm in Atlanta a few times a year on business. I lurk here for tips when I'm in town, and I created this username just to report on my horrible experience at your OASIS SPA last week.

I was on Northside after leaving Atlantic Station when I saw the sign, and knew what kind of place it was. Just what I needed. About 2PM on a Thursday.

Korean woman met me at the door. Busted hag. Not fat, but very trail-weary, sad face, and 80's-style frizzy hair past her forehead and eyes. About 50. She wore the uniform: leopard-print tights and sandals. T-shirt.

Everything was as it should be. Twing-twang music was playing, dim lights. She took me to a room, back and to the left, with "VIP" on the door. Nicely decorated, with a hot tub in it. Big mirror on one wall."You want showah"? I gave her 60 bucks and let her see that I had plenty more in a money clip. This gal was no beauty, but I wasn't taking her to the prom. Shower time.

I knew something was wrong when she wouldn't wash my dong."You washy private". Uh-oh. She washed me the way she would scrub out a garbage can. Zero penisary contact.

Back to the room for what may be the clumsiest, most clueless attempt at a massage. Pressing with fingers up and down my back. She would stop occasionally, just to pinch my wrist for awhile. I nicely asked her what the hell she was doing, and she said,"You don't know massagy".

All the time she was fumbling, she was talking about how she needed a man, and how there's no good man in the world anymore. Yawn.

Well, I got sick of this, so flipped over and got myself ready for the main event. She said,"Why you do? Time almost up", and some other throat-cancer voice tapped on the door and barked something in Korean. I said,"Time almost up? We just got started".

She goes,"Massagy here is 45 minute. You take long time in showah".

I'm instantly pissed. I got ripped off.

I tell her to clean me off, I'm out of here. While she's hot-toweling me, I realize that the other woman in the place is at the door, watching. My hag splits, and the other hag is standing there impatient while I get dressed. I say something about 45 minutes going pretty fast, and she tells me with a humorless smile that the time starts when I pay. She's uglier and crabbier than my massage crone, and all I want to do is GTFO.

I'm back in the car smelling like flowery lotion. Blue balls. Angry. I did everything right. I'm not new at this.

This was my first AMP experience in downtown or midtown Atlanta. How is this joint still open?

I got acceptable service up on Buford Highway the next day, as expected. But Oasis on Northside was horrible.