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[AsianPussy]

As a relatively new, but verbose, contributor, I echo DB's sentiments. Nice detail, StageFright.


And if you cum across a hot JapaKorean and share the joy, I owe you one.

Sueji (soo gee) at golden day. Awesome girl, easily a 10 if not 11 and a great fuck. Really good.

I think she works Monday or wed, call and ask if she is in.

[PhineasPhreak]

If you look up info about Melody Spa you will find a mixed bag. But one thing I will say is that there are some incredibly beautiful girls working there. There is more than 1 girl there is absolutely gorgeous. Since they are a bit younger, maybe cautious since they have one foot out the door in this business, your mileage may vary. They seem to be mostly in their 20's, although like most shops they also have mature gals. But overall, they speak good English (they are probably college students) and service may be limited to just massage & rub, although many get the whole enchilada if trust is gained as a regular customer. I would say it is very rewarding to get acquainted with this store. However, it will certainly be an investment of time & money to be sure.

I really liked the selection at this place. The gorgeous Asian American chicks who speak native English are a lot of fun sometimes, however they may be a harder nut to crack compared to the FOB types. (Don't mean any offense with that, hehe) . It seems the girls here have grown up in California and went to college & high school locally. So, the communication factor is a bit better, and I can crack jokes and break the ice without the blank stare that I get from the milfy ESL types. Also, I am excited about the Jo Jie Spa girls being at a new place. Will look forward to checking it out. Thanks gentlemen.

[Stockholm]

I recently got a text from one of the hotty's at the former Jo Jie Spa. I was glad to hear from her so I booked over there right after work. They have moved into a place that's on the cross street Business Center Pkwy, just a few dozen meters away to the left from Rose 999. The new place is called "little spa" and its a pretty nice little spread. Its cleaner than the old place on GG Blvd, and all the hotty's were there: I got some time with the lovely brunette Vixen, and I also saw that Paris was there also. Look for the sign "Diamond Plaza" a 2 story building and you are right there. Enjoy...

[AstroSlide]

Hi all,

Been doing this for a few years and have been kind of learning on my own through trial and error......

This "Purple Rain" place always looked suspicious to me. Total bait and switch house. I am just waiting for a lawsuit from the Artist formerly Known as.

[TheJunior]

So...after doing some research and reading the reports from Sticker and Number Cruncher, I made my way to the location on Triton in LH. Yu Me took very nice care of me. I would say she is late 20's early 30's. I don't want to rate her face and body because everyone has different tastes but she is my type of Asian. Nice and small with long black hair.

Not much of a massage except to the area between my knees and waist. Lots of teasing and she made me happy on the flip. I typically am a bit of a gentlemen until I get to know my provider better so I only did a bit of roaming, all over clothes. Then she gave me a nice TS which she told me she only offers to nice guys who stay for at least an hour. I will repeat. .6 for the hour and .4 for the tip. Will repeat the next time I'm in town. She told me I was nice and would remember me.

On the way out there were three other younger girls waiting for customers.

[StageFright70]

Thanks Baggins.

Hoping to try another place soon. I will definitely report back. Hopefully a shorter and more positive post.

[Sticker]

Hi all,

Been doing this for a few years and have been kind of learning on my own through trial and error. I hope my experiences can help others. Been observing your the post and I am really loving this forum. This place is great, especially after rubmaps start to charge to view the info that we submitted for free. I digress.

Decided to finally sign up and contribute here. Not sure if I can keep up with Stickler, but will do my best. Any input is welcomed. I will share some past experiences and tips later. Right now I'm going to share my most current outing.

As a relatively new, but verbose, contributor, I echo DB's sentiments. Nice detail, StageFright.

I've yet to partake in the mysteries of Stanton, primarily because it appears through previous reports that rub & tub, perhaps with a table shower; perhaps with some add-on touchy feely and nursing; is the extent of the offerings. Once in a while that's fine for moi, but as I've recounted, my preference is the full she-bang with ample mutual snacking.

SF, you should have taken a deep breath and ventured forth into see&see in Anaheim. My feeling is that if a place has been busted in the past, like both they and their neighbors, United, have, but they're up and running again, they know how to play the game. I've been there twice in the past year and have enjoyed my time there immensely. Those experiences were prior to my taking the plunge as a forum contributor. One feline was more along the lines of my Golden Spa MILF that I reported on a couple of months ago. Mid-30's, slightly thicker but with milky skin. Ample Ccups, and a total GFE. Next time around was a mid-20's knockout, and although she allowed snacking, she was more mechanical. That said, I can still chub up just thinking about her 10 bod on which her special delights were highlighted by well-delineated tan lines. Both were Korean, but they do offer up Latin princesses as well.

Moving back to your experience, SF, if I hit up a place and mamasan, papasan, or thugasan is escorting me to a room where the walls don't hit the ceiling, or there's a window in the door, I do an about-face. I do appreciate my privacy. Also, don't worry about finding a towel to cover your southern soldier. It's not your fault if one's not provided and, in the unlikely scenario where a raid was unfolding, you can't get arrested for being nekkid and just telling LEO that you're there for a legit massage and nothing more. I don't even lie on my stomach starkers anymore. I just sit there in my birthday suit on the edge of the massage table facing the door with a semi, so when my provider comes to make my acquaintance, we're off to the races a bit sooner.

Good luck on your upcumming adventures. It's been my experience here that the Koreans provide the best full-on service, with some of the Latinas nearly equaling the GFE of their eastern sistas. Young Vietnamese, like the ones from the defunct Jo-Jie or at Bedazzled, can be gorgeous, but they usually charge more without the GFE.

Three of my ATFs were a hapa Korean-Japanese, which seems to be the perfect combo of looks and natural-born horniness. My theory is that if a Japanese and a Korean hooked up, two cultures with a history of profound animosity, there must have been some major sparks when baby girl was created, providing the future little AMP employee with a little extra fire in her DNA. But I haven't run across one of those in ages.

If you're interested in taking one for the team, SF, I suggest focusing your attention on Garden Grove and Anaheim, if you're sticking with OC, and maybe see if there are any promising Grand Openings that are not just repackaged places that have been here for years. Cross referencing their addresses on Rubmaps will confirm whether or not that is the case.

And if you cum across a hot JapaKorean and share the joy, I owe you one.

[Dildo Baggens]

Welcome Brother!

You just earned a golden hall pass! Never shall you have to put up with Those machinations again! Great effort for your first rant. Your musings should be show cased for all the newbies that wish to attain knowledge of the mongers rut.

Thanks for your story.

D. Baggens.

Hi all,

Been doing this for a few years and have been kind of learning on my own through trial and error. I hope my experiences can help others. Been observing your the post and I am really loving this forum. This place is great, especially after rubmaps start to charge to view the info that we submitted for free. I digress.
,

Decided to finally sign up and contribute here. Not sure if I can keep up with Stickler, but will do my best. Any input is welcomed. I will share some past experiences and tips later. Right now I'm going to share my most current outing.

So I had the day off yesterday and was in the mood for some special attention. Decided to head out around lunch time to the west OC (Anaheim, GG, Stanton, etc). That is best for me since I'm in east LBC. Can take streets or freeway from here and never takes more than 15 - 20 minutes travel. Getting ready to head to my usual place and thought what the hell, lets cruise and see if there is anything fresh out there. Drove by Harmony, dark. Not sure what is going on there. Saw Bedazzled across the street. Believe or not, I always thought it was a bead / craft store, ha ha. Haven't been, but was looking for something a little more GFE, and from the reviews it sounds to in and out. Drove by see&see, but still don't have the guts since the big publicity stunt of a bust about a year ago. Oh well, back to Beach Blvd. To my regular place.

I pull in the parking lot for Lovely (Beach, north of Cerritos, strip mall). The gals are real nice here, but that's for another post. I park and happen to be facing away from Lovely. I see the other three newer places and thought, "Maybe? There is Red Spa, Purple Rain, and Grace on the end. I remember bad reviews some where about Grace. Flipping through my phone and can't come up with much for RED or Purple. I saw a couple of reviews from some where else that said Purple had young energizer bunny types and thought that should be fun (probably their own review looking back). I also see the sign that says "Free Table Shower" at Purple. I thought since I have never had the chance to partake in a table shower that might be the something new I'm looking for. I get out, out of habit I almost went to Lovely. Should have trusted that instinct.

I walk up to the front door Purple Rain and there is this young Asian guy, thug wannabe, outside. Probably a nephew or boyfriend, whatever. I walk in and he comes in behind me then goes behind the counter, I almost laughed. He says "What do you want?" I say "1 hour" and drop the $60 on the counter. I figured hour would be good for the table shower and play time, I hate being rushed.

He lets me in and points to my room, and I tell him I'm hitting the restroom first. It's a habit of mine, better then having to go and get up in the middle of it all, plus I smoke so I like to wash my hands first. Just the polite thing to do. It is so dark near the restroom that I have to feel my way for the switch and such, but could have been my eyes adjusting too. Finish up and head to my room, place seems vacant, weird. From what I can see there are three massage rooms, restroom and reception. That is all, no table shower area insight. There is one back door, figured this is where the girls are at because I haven't seen one yet and maybe the table shower. Close the door, room looks nice. That is a little promising. Start to disrobe and notice there are only towels covering the table, not an extra one for me, strange. Now there is a rule if you all don't know, that the patron must have a towel on. That is kind of a defining point for LE. I know it gets tossed off, but it is still usually there. I see a rack of towel, assuming it is for the shower, but I grab one anyway. As I climb on the table I notice the walls for the room stop about two or three feet from the ceiling, hmmm, have to keep the noise down I think to myself.

I'm laying there on my stomach waiting and I hear the door open. I look over my shoulder and an average twenty something gal enters. Not bad, but nothing to turn heads either. After three times I can finally make out her name is Vicky. Thick accent and voice sounds like she might be deaf a bit, no matter. She does the usual, where do you work, where you from, etc. She starts to poke and pinch like she is checking to see if I am a piece of ripe produce and think to myself, it's one of those massages. Usually means the extras are good, usually. I'm laying there and start to think, where's my shower? Maybe after? We'll see. Then after three to four minutes she asks "What do you want? I tell her "Everything". Then I get the we don't do that, but she will give me a HJ for $60, okay, a little high but what the hell, when you try something new you have to be willing to gamble a bit. She tells me to flip and yanks the towel. Mind you, we have been going now no more than four or five minutes.

She starts to play with my junk, but it is nowhere ready. I like a little tease, tickle and show. Then she walks to the shelf then out the door. I'm thinking what the hell. Not only did she just leave, but left me there butt ass naked with the door open. I grab for a towel, but she comes back with a wash cloth. She begins to clean my junk, lot of work for a HJ. Then out again, door open, birthday suit, HELLO? In again. Out again. In again. Out again. I'm about to just grab my clothes when she comes back with a small bottle of lotion, never mind the Costco size jug of oil on the shelf. I'm confused and about to laugh at the lack of common sense and organization. She closes and locks the door. She starts to rub and oil me up, but with all the commotion and the cold draft from the door, my little guy isn't really in the mood yet. She gives me a look like I'm the one ruining the moment, really? I let her try her thing (I'm not really the type to walk out. I see it through good or bad). She tells me I can touch, since it is obvious that her fingers are not as magical as she thought. I do, but with jeans on it really is no treat and she was not going to part with them. I close my eyes, clear my mind, and try to make the best of it. She then starts to rub my chest and make that cooing sound, better. I finally get a bit of blood flowing because this is going to happen one way or another. I start to think of backpage ads and pornos, anything to make this happen. I'm going to get something out of my money. I get close and tell her so, but she looks confused. I flat out tell her I'm going to see*m, not really caring who hears. She gives me a blank look, but goes faster. Then I blow. She makes no attempt to aim, shield, catch, etc. It is all over me, her, the table, and the floor. Just missing my clothes on the chair. Oh well, I warned her.

She walks out again, leaving me there with the door open and covered in my aftermath. Damn girl, really! As I hear water running from her cleaning herself off, I grab a towel and start to clean myself up. Then she comes in with a COLD wash cloth and gives me a quick wipe once or twice across the boys, then asks if I want water to drink. That's it? I say no thank you and grab my stuff, realizing its only been about twenty minutes, but felt like a tortuous lifetime. I get dressed, throw her cash on the table, then head up front to see about getting some of my room money back for the hour. I get to the front and stand right next to the thug, on the backside of the counter, waiting for him to get off the phone. The same one that I was able to hear him talking with his "Homies" the whole time I was in the room. He ignores me. Really? WTF! I'm tempted to smash his phone and punch him in the neck. Ugh! Sometimes I wish I could be that up front and confrontational. I'm not really that way, just imagining what I wanted to do. I unlock the door myself and just go. Thought of walking over to Lovely, but was in to bad of a mood and $120 lighter on funds. I decide to just head home and have shower and a beer and cool off.

Afterwards, I started to think that this was maybe a brother and sister or boyfriend and girlfriend trying to milk us guys for what they can. Some kind of game going on here. Who knows.

I know that this is always a gamble. Hopefully my lose is your gain. Usually I find if it is a bad massage then the extras are better or the other way around. This was all around bad.

Avoid it like the plague! Just the lack of common curtsy is enough to keep me away, but I felt I was ripped off to boot. I mean, if your going to rip me off, at least make me think I enjoyed it and say thank you.

Feel free to critique, agree, disagree..Any suggestions I will try to correct on my next post.

May venture out again today if the funds and time allow. I like trying new places, so if you need a report, let me know which place. I don't mind being the guinea pig. I'll try to add to my list. There are just so many places and so little funds. Ha ha.

P.S. If you know of a place that has a good shower or jacuzzi experience for someone that has never tried, let me know. Also, looking for a good two girl experience. Every time I tried, one leaves when it is time for extras.

[StageFright70]

I just realized my last report was a bit long winded. Sorry.

[StageFright70]

Hi all,

Been doing this for a few years and have been kind of learning on my own through trial and error. I hope my experiences can help others. Been observing your the post and I am really loving this forum. This place is great, especially after rubmaps start to charge to view the info that we submitted for free. I digress.

Decided to finally sign up and contribute here. Not sure if I can keep up with Stickler, but will do my best. Any input is welcomed. I will share some past experiences and tips later. Right now I'm going to share my most current outing.

So I had the day off yesterday and was in the mood for some special attention. Decided to head out around lunch time to the west OC (Anaheim, GG, Stanton, etc). That is best for me since I'm in east LBC. Can take streets or freeway from here and never takes more than 15 - 20 minutes travel. Getting ready to head to my usual place and thought what the hell, lets cruise and see if there is anything fresh out there. Drove by Harmony, dark. Not sure what is going on there. Saw Bedazzled across the street. Believe or not, I always thought it was a bead / craft store, ha ha. Haven't been, but was looking for something a little more GFE, and from the reviews it sounds to in and out. Drove by see&see, but still don't have the guts since the big publicity stunt of a bust about a year ago. Oh well, back to Beach Blvd. To my regular place.

I pull in the parking lot for Lovely (Beach, north of Cerritos, strip mall). The gals are real nice here, but that's for another post. I park and happen to be facing away from Lovely. I see the other three newer places and thought, "Maybe? There is Red Spa, Purple Rain, and Grace on the end. I remember bad reviews some where about Grace. Flipping through my phone and can't come up with much for RED or Purple. I saw a couple of reviews from some where else that said Purple had young energizer bunny types and thought that should be fun (probably their own review looking back). I also see the sign that says "Free Table Shower" at Purple. I thought since I have never had the chance to partake in a table shower that might be the something new I'm looking for. I get out, out of habit I almost went to Lovely. Should have trusted that instinct.

I walk up to the front door Purple Rain and there is this young Asian guy, thug wannabe, outside. Probably a nephew or boyfriend, whatever. I walk in and he comes in behind me then goes behind the counter, I almost laughed. He says "What do you want?" I say "1 hour" and drop the $60 on the counter. I figured hour would be good for the table shower and play time, I hate being rushed.

He lets me in and points to my room, and I tell him I'm hitting the restroom first. It's a habit of mine, better then having to go and get up in the middle of it all, plus I smoke so I like to wash my hands first. Just the polite thing to do. It is so dark near the restroom that I have to feel my way for the switch and such, but could have been my eyes adjusting too. Finish up and head to my room, place seems vacant, weird. From what I can see there are three massage rooms, restroom and reception. That is all, no table shower area insight. There is one back door, figured this is where the girls are at because I haven't seen one yet and maybe the table shower. Close the door, room looks nice. That is a little promising. Start to disrobe and notice there are only towels covering the table, not an extra one for me, strange. Now there is a rule if you all don't know, that the patron must have a towel on. That is kind of a defining point for LE. I know it gets tossed off, but it is still usually there. I see a rack of towel, assuming it is for the shower, but I grab one anyway. As I climb on the table I notice the walls for the room stop about two or three feet from the ceiling, hmmm, have to keep the noise down I think to myself.

I'm laying there on my stomach waiting and I hear the door open. I look over my shoulder and an average twenty something gal enters. Not bad, but nothing to turn heads either. After three times I can finally make out her name is Vicky. Thick accent and voice sounds like she might be deaf a bit, no matter. She does the usual, where do you work, where you from, etc. She starts to poke and pinch like she is checking to see if I am a piece of ripe produce and think to myself, it's one of those massages. Usually means the extras are good, usually. I'm laying there and start to think, where's my shower? Maybe after? We'll see. Then after three to four minutes she asks "What do you want? I tell her "Everything". Then I get the we don't do that, but she will give me a HJ for $60, okay, a little high but what the hell, when you try something new you have to be willing to gamble a bit. She tells me to flip and yanks the towel. Mind you, we have been going now no more than four or five minutes.

She starts to play with my junk, but it is nowhere ready. I like a little tease, tickle and show. Then she walks to the shelf then out the door. I'm thinking what the hell. Not only did she just leave, but left me there butt ass naked with the door open. I grab for a towel, but she comes back with a wash cloth. She begins to clean my junk, lot of work for a HJ. Then out again, door open, birthday suit, HELLO? In again. Out again. In again. Out again. I'm about to just grab my clothes when she comes back with a small bottle of lotion, never mind the Costco size jug of oil on the shelf. I'm confused and about to laugh at the lack of common sense and organization. She closes and locks the door. She starts to rub and oil me up, but with all the commotion and the cold draft from the door, my little guy isn't really in the mood yet. She gives me a look like I'm the one ruining the moment, really? I let her try her thing (I'm not really the type to walk out. I see it through good or bad). She tells me I can touch, since it is obvious that her fingers are not as magical as she thought. I do, but with jeans on it really is no treat and she was not going to part with them. I close my eyes, clear my mind, and try to make the best of it. She then starts to rub my chest and make that cooing sound, better. I finally get a bit of blood flowing because this is going to happen one way or another. I start to think of backpage ads and pornos, anything to make this happen. I'm going to get something out of my money. I get close and tell her so, but she looks confused. I flat out tell her I'm going to see*m, not really caring who hears. She gives me a blank look, but goes faster. Then I blow. She makes no attempt to aim, shield, catch, etc. It is all over me, her, the table, and the floor. Just missing my clothes on the chair. Oh well, I warned her.

She walks out again, leaving me there with the door open and covered in my aftermath. Damn girl, really! As I hear water running from her cleaning herself off, I grab a towel and start to clean myself up. Then she comes in with a COLD wash cloth and gives me a quick wipe once or twice across the boys, then asks if I want water to drink. That's it? I say no thank you and grab my stuff, realizing its only been about twenty minutes, but felt like a tortuous lifetime. I get dressed, throw her cash on the table, then head up front to see about getting some of my room money back for the hour. I get to the front and stand right next to the thug, on the backside of the counter, waiting for him to get off the phone. The same one that I was able to hear him talking with his "Homies" the whole time I was in the room. He ignores me. Really? WTF! I'm tempted to smash his phone and punch him in the neck. Ugh! Sometimes I wish I could be that up front and confrontational. I'm not really that way, just imagining what I wanted to do. I unlock the door myself and just go. Thought of walking over to Lovely, but was in to bad of a mood and $120 lighter on funds. I decide to just head home and have shower and a beer and cool off.

Afterwards, I started to think that this was maybe a brother and sister or boyfriend and girlfriend trying to milk us guys for what they can. Some kind of game going on here. Who knows.

I know that this is always a gamble. Hopefully my lose is your gain. Usually I find if it is a bad massage then the extras are better or the other way around. This was all around bad.

Avoid it like the plague! Just the lack of common curtsy is enough to keep me away, but I felt I was ripped off to boot. I mean, if your going to rip me off, at least make me think I enjoyed it and say thank you.

Feel free to critique, agree, disagree..Any suggestions I will try to correct on my next post.

May venture out again today if the funds and time allow. I like trying new places, so if you need a report, let me know which place. I don't mind being the guinea pig. I'll try to add to my list. There are just so many places and so little funds. Ha ha.

P.S. If you know of a place that has a good shower or jacuzzi experience for someone that has never tried, let me know. Also, looking for a good two girl experience. Every time I tried, one leaves when it is time for extras.

[TheJunior]

I always hate being the one just asking for info, and not providing, but I am in town for a conference (specifically staying at Marriott Courtyard Foothills) and could use a good sensual massage. I tried the Angel Massage place in the parking lot here and it was strictly legit (although she seemed to hint to come back again but I don't want to spend another $40 to be relaxed, but excited and no HE).

Can anybody recommend a nice place for a nice massage with teasing and HE or even a nice outcall that I could call? Thanks. I can provide information on places in the Detroit if that is of any interest. And I would even offer up a report on whatever is recommended.

Thanks,

T-J

[Sticker]

Stickler, you are a good writer. Thanks for sharing your adventures.

Thanks, OCT. With some of these girls so adept at spreading legs and joy, I am duty bound to pay it forward.

[Member #2157]

Stopped by at opening time on Saturday, and caught Wendy walking in with her morning coffee A full figured girl, not fat, but not a spinner, I like, nice boobs no complaint. Took a few minutes to get organized, and I start with table shower. Nice action, then I hear chattering in Viet with her and another girl. And for about a minute I am getting 4 hands on the table shower ( I am lying face down at this point). The its two hands and they switched to Christine.

I know enough not to ask why, as she is a spinner. Dries me off a little, go to room and a solid B massage, nice teasing, no mention of tip and very nice finish. Felt under her shrit and they are nice and soft.

Left her 50 no complaint.

One thing I liked was when I came in I gave 60 for the 50 massage, and with all the switch aand confusion at the start I thought it might have been lost. Nope, when I was getting dressed dhe handed me my change, might have been in the room all along. I appreciate the honesty, and good attitudes.They deserve our business.

In that area are a million places for bad FS at high Viet prices, so its nice to find a good HJ place, fun and honest.[/QUOTE]

So I'm always on the lookout for a place with good Prostate play.

Wendy: Does play a bit down there but nails are too long, however she does try hard and with the Table shower usually gets me to pop twice in an hour, not many can do that.

Yes, Christine is younger and hotter and her massage is a bit better, but a strict one pop and no attempt at prostate play.

Other than Eda at Fairview, any other good ones out there ?

[OCTatts]

Stickler, you are a good writer. Thanks for sharing your adventures.

[Sticker]

"As I walked out the door I knew that it wouldn't be long before I have to venture out for more dessert."

With my temporary bachelorhood still underway, Sunday morning held auspicious beginnings. Despite feeling a bit sapped from having celebrated my previous evening's dalliances with a couple extra Martinis, when my sordid soldier pup-tented me awake at dawn, the day's course was set.

Just to prove to myself that a mild hangover couldn't keep me or my boys down, I hit the community pool and blasted out my perfunctory 1600 meters, followed by light breakfast, followed by a visit to my favorite Chinese legit massage place in Huntington Beach. I've already detailed my regular therapist's body working skills in an earlier diatribe, so suffice it to say that she works out all kinks, whether manifested by extra time at the gym or at the bar. But with only curtains separating us from others, it's bound to stay legit.

That said, she always ends with massaging my upper thighs, with the towel just covering my trifecta, so as she bids me adieu, said towel is doing its best pyramid impression.

Heading out onto Beach Blvd. With a depleted wallet but semi-inflated 501's, I was track-beamed to an ATM, where I replenished and continued east to Garden-of-Eden Grove. Knowing that Golden Day Massage would be my fail-safe option, I first stopped by Rose Island, since there's a girl there who I cannot purge from my gray matter.

Mimi has told me she's 22 on one occasion, 20 on another. Either way, or somewhere below or above, she is one fresh Vietnamese flower who I've yet to sample. Twice before, as she entered my massage room, I've greeted her with an age-defying rod that I can only attribute to crazy cardio and a crazier cranium. And on both occasions, after running her post-adolescent fingers over my salacious soldier and allowing me to pull up her top to briefly introduce my lips to her cherries, she clarified that CBJ would be the maximum extent of her kindness.

So twice I've declined, because with something that fresh, I just can't leave it at that. However, since it had been a good two months since my second Mimi visit, I thought perhaps she has been seasoned to the point where more might be on the menu. The courtesan who opened the little window after hearing me enter the foyer was scarily reminiscent of the GILFs I'the had been forced to gaze upon yesterday, with more lines than a David Letterman monologue. So straight to the point, I asked if Mimi was available. She oddly hesitated, but then said yes, took my $40 and led me to the same room I've been led to on previous occasions.

I get starkers and cross my finger, toes, balls; whatever it takes to get Mimi to come in and offer me her full buffet. But then I hear Madame GILF on her cell outside my door chattering away, and despite the fact that the only Vietnamese I know relates to consumables, I can tell by her voice inflections that she's doing her level best to make a pitch. Two minutes later she walks in and tells me that Mimi is off on Sunday and she couldn't convince her to come in. Fascinating, because the little trollop must live in one of the nearby shantys. Grandma makes a feeble attempt to keep me there, offering to take care of me. Sorry, but I won't be ready for hospice care for some time to come.

Okay, enough's enough, and I know I don't want to spend any more time chasing rainbows, so I drive a couple of miles to my new standby, Golden Day Massage. Since it had only been 18 hours since my previous adventure, mamasan not only recognized me, she escorted me to the room with her hand on my ass. Yeah, she's a GILF, too, but it was all in good fun. When she told me she had a really good Korean girl for me, I wanted to believe her.

Got nekkid, got chubbed, in walked June, and I am a believer. June, probably in her mid-20's, has an 8 face but an 11 bod in my discerning book. 5'6", thin with curves, perfect be-Ccups anointed with quarter-sized pink, yes pink, areoles and delicious nips. Mix these in with a tiny waist flowing to a small-but-curvaceous bottom set atop long legs and pretty feet. Okay, I'm smitten. Oh yeah, I failed to mention that she has flawless skin without a tat or a bruise on her. Convinced?

But nothing's ever perfect, right? That perfect balance of beauty and everything's-on-the-menu service, right? So yeah, I never traded tongues with her, and FIV was not endorsed, but snacking was. I was her first customer of the day, and she was fresher than a Daisy. That frisky little biscuit was anatomically symmetrical and delightful. A dusting of manicured pubes above the palace gates, and then pink perfection.

So I made up for the lack of initial mouth kissing with kissing, licking, sucking and loving her Netherlands for a good 15 minutes. I just couldn't get enough, and neither could she. Honestly, I almost came eating her, because she was that delicious. As was her response. She worked her nips while I used my hands above and outside her nani, with my mouth inhaling her. My original goal was to make her O before putting my divining rod to use, but after she demonstrated three discernable achievements, and nearly drowning me, I slowly eased up and climbed aboard.

There's something about doing the Posturepedic polka with such unblemished beauty that revitalizes lost youth and reinvigorates one's future. Okay, okay, I'm over the top now, but when I was dancing in June, it was almost surreal. I performed similar moves as I had the previous evening with Daisy, but with June it was transcendent. At one point in mish, as I gazed down upon her with her mouth open and eyes rolled back, I clenched her lower lip in my mouth, and she forgot her rules.

When I had her on all fours, I marveled at how even her rear entrance had been sprinkled with fairy dust. I may be strong, but I need to work on my flexibility, otherwise my tongue would have been working that perfect aperture while I plummeted onward.

Honestly, I don't know how I lasted as long as I did, for she has the kind of body that can almost make me cum by gazing at it. But I suppose that my brain and my soldier coordinated their efforts dutifully in order to prolong a very good thing.

After making a rather pronounced donation into the hat, sweet June had to good sense to hold me inside her for several minutes afterwards, softly breathing and giggling. Too fun. Then she had me lie down face up, cleaned me up with the towel, kissed me, dressed and left the room. She returned with a tray that included a hot towel, mouthwash and water, which she ministered to me one at a time.

Before leaving we made small talk, and she told me she lives in L.A. And only works here on Sundays. I asked her if she works at other AMPs, but she said this is it. So I said, "What do you do the rest of the week," to which she coyly replied, "I do other things.".

I rarely see a provider more than once, because I do embrace variety, but I've been known to make exceptions.