blackram
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Well, I'm still recovering from that goddam cold I got weeks ago. So I decided to just take yesterday off, instead of fight through my cold and the office at the same time, and go experimenting for new places and see if I can discover a new hidden gem. I found an ad for a place near Parkdale and Scott. It didn't have a name in the ad, but had phone numbers. Here's an example of the ad (https://is.gd/dJ1veb). I later found out that they call themselves Spalon.ca, and the actual address is at 60 Lyndale Ave.
I called it up, and a lady with a light but definite Asian accent answered. So I'm thinking that this must be one of those AMP's that some of you guys rave about. I'm still not a big Asian fan, but I was in an experimental mood, so I said, why not, let me see what this is all about. So I asked the lady on the phone if her masseuses were mostly Asian. She said, no, her girls are from all over. I figured she must be just trying to market her place to me, just in case I don't like Asian girls at all. Then she said that I will be meeting a masseuse by the name of Lee. I figured Lee must be Asian, that's one of those typical Asian names (LiLi, CiCi, NeNe, etc.). Then I ask her if options are available, she gave a typical coy answer, saying, "Well, I don't discuss this on the phone, but you can discuss this in the room with your masseuse, if certain types of optional therapies can be had". Well, I took that as just typical code words for "yes".
When I got there I was greeted by a cute redhead, 20-something GND. So I asked her whether she was Lee, she said Lee wasn't in yet, her name was Michelle. Since I've never met Lee, I didn't consider this a bate & switch, since everyone is new to me there. And Michelle was cute enough, so I decided to stay. Got into the room, did my usual thing, stripped down to my bare ass, and got onto the table. She came in, started the massage, everything was going well (still had a bit of a cough, so I told her not to worry, it's on its way out, and it's probably just been aggravated a bit because I'm on my stomach). She understood, and continued the massage. She was pleasant albeit very quiet, not much of a conversationalist (I know some of you enjoy that). The massage was excellent, she got my hands and feet, knees, worked everything over! Then around 15 minutes to the end, I looked at my watch and she hadn't yet asked me to flip over. So I decided to just flip myself, and asked her if there were any options available. She said, "yes, there are some options", but didn't say what they were. So I asked her directly, do you do nude, or topless? She said no, "then does that mean you don't do a happy ending either?" She said, no that's illegal for the business. Then I asked if this was an RMT place? She said yes. So the "options" were entirely do with legitimate massage options, like temple massage, chest massage, etc., etc. I was just wondering then why in the world I stripped down completely, when it was just an RMT: it's a good thing I have no shame anymore, in my twenties I would've died of embarrassment. Oh well, it was an excellent massage -- actually it's more like -- "no wonder it was such an excellent massage". :biggrin2:
I got the feeling that these guys deliberately leave things vague on the phone, just to attract the erotic massage crowd and bait and switch them with therapeutic massage.
Anyways, got out of there, and still had one important part of me that needed some massaging. I was still in an experimental mood, so I didn't want to go back to my usual goto places. So I decided to go visit the Playmate, and see if I can get Ashley to replicate our little magic CR dance from many weeks ago where she gave me a BBBJCIMSW. Took a beer, and eventually Ashley came out. She came over to me, and asked her if she's up for it. She said yeah, but we both noted that it was a bit busier today than it was the day we had our magic. But we gave it a shot, but it was too busy in there. Oh well, nothing ventured nothing gained. She suggested we try again on a weekend, Saturday or Sunday after 4, when it's likely to be quieter.
Next up, since it was just down the street from Playmate was I decided to go try Michelle's massage on Donald. Met up with Carole-Anne, who I haven't seen in years. She was sweet, very friendly, and finally got the massage I wanted right from the beginning. So three tries and it finally worked out. Somewhat more of an expensive day than it should've been, but it was an interesting day.
I called it up, and a lady with a light but definite Asian accent answered. So I'm thinking that this must be one of those AMP's that some of you guys rave about. I'm still not a big Asian fan, but I was in an experimental mood, so I said, why not, let me see what this is all about. So I asked the lady on the phone if her masseuses were mostly Asian. She said, no, her girls are from all over. I figured she must be just trying to market her place to me, just in case I don't like Asian girls at all. Then she said that I will be meeting a masseuse by the name of Lee. I figured Lee must be Asian, that's one of those typical Asian names (LiLi, CiCi, NeNe, etc.). Then I ask her if options are available, she gave a typical coy answer, saying, "Well, I don't discuss this on the phone, but you can discuss this in the room with your masseuse, if certain types of optional therapies can be had". Well, I took that as just typical code words for "yes".
When I got there I was greeted by a cute redhead, 20-something GND. So I asked her whether she was Lee, she said Lee wasn't in yet, her name was Michelle. Since I've never met Lee, I didn't consider this a bate & switch, since everyone is new to me there. And Michelle was cute enough, so I decided to stay. Got into the room, did my usual thing, stripped down to my bare ass, and got onto the table. She came in, started the massage, everything was going well (still had a bit of a cough, so I told her not to worry, it's on its way out, and it's probably just been aggravated a bit because I'm on my stomach). She understood, and continued the massage. She was pleasant albeit very quiet, not much of a conversationalist (I know some of you enjoy that). The massage was excellent, she got my hands and feet, knees, worked everything over! Then around 15 minutes to the end, I looked at my watch and she hadn't yet asked me to flip over. So I decided to just flip myself, and asked her if there were any options available. She said, "yes, there are some options", but didn't say what they were. So I asked her directly, do you do nude, or topless? She said no, "then does that mean you don't do a happy ending either?" She said, no that's illegal for the business. Then I asked if this was an RMT place? She said yes. So the "options" were entirely do with legitimate massage options, like temple massage, chest massage, etc., etc. I was just wondering then why in the world I stripped down completely, when it was just an RMT: it's a good thing I have no shame anymore, in my twenties I would've died of embarrassment. Oh well, it was an excellent massage -- actually it's more like -- "no wonder it was such an excellent massage". :biggrin2:
I got the feeling that these guys deliberately leave things vague on the phone, just to attract the erotic massage crowd and bait and switch them with therapeutic massage.
Anyways, got out of there, and still had one important part of me that needed some massaging. I was still in an experimental mood, so I didn't want to go back to my usual goto places. So I decided to go visit the Playmate, and see if I can get Ashley to replicate our little magic CR dance from many weeks ago where she gave me a BBBJCIMSW. Took a beer, and eventually Ashley came out. She came over to me, and asked her if she's up for it. She said yeah, but we both noted that it was a bit busier today than it was the day we had our magic. But we gave it a shot, but it was too busy in there. Oh well, nothing ventured nothing gained. She suggested we try again on a weekend, Saturday or Sunday after 4, when it's likely to be quieter.
Next up, since it was just down the street from Playmate was I decided to go try Michelle's massage on Donald. Met up with Carole-Anne, who I haven't seen in years. She was sweet, very friendly, and finally got the massage I wanted right from the beginning. So three tries and it finally worked out. Somewhat more of an expensive day than it should've been, but it was an interesting day.
