sir galahad
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I don't generally post reviews RIGHT after I leave a place, but I'm never going back to this pit again so I don't give a fuck. And the treatment I received was so fucked up that I'm beyond caring about how Sophia feels if she reads this review.
I feel sorry for the owner of Bliss, because the place is really quite nice (despite the all-too-public entrance).
But the girls - at least the girls that I saw today - could really only be described as ugly fat chicks.
Like the complete moron that I am, however, I pick the younger of the two, Sophia.
Then the pain begins.
As I'm going back to the room, I spot a hot(ter) chick that they DIDN'T introduce me to waiting in another room. I'd hide that shit, too, if I were Sophia or the other one, Akira (I don't recall Akira's name, but that's who the schedule says is on the same shift today as Sophia).
Sophia demands the $40 up front, which I hate, and then refuses to give me change for a $50, which I hate further. She says we can put the other $10 towards the tip. Which of course never materializes, because...
Sometime about 10 minutes into it she apparently decides I'm a cop and throws a towel over my ass. Now I admit that I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to get it up for her - she's not a girl you'd look twice at, and she's wearing combat fatigues to top it off - and I admit that I got a haircut over the weekend which probably makes me look too respectable.
But c'mon.
So I say: "Do you think I'm a cop? You can tell for sure just by asking me to turn over and touch my own cock. My understanding is that cops can't touch their own cocks in a place like this without breaking the law."
She just gives me that big dumb Besse look that she's been working on.
She fiddles with the "hot stones" (which in the end never get hot) because I say my back is fucked up (which it is). I ask "will that give us enough time to finish"? And she replies "that IS the finish".
I don't really know if I could have finished with her in any case, but I had $50 riding on a "yes" so I was sure gonna try.
She eventually says "you're all done" and I'm raging just enough to know that I'm just getting started.
On the way out I get hustled out like she's afraid I stole her wallet, and I fume all the way home.
I feel sorry for the owner of Bliss, because the place is really quite nice (despite the all-too-public entrance).
But the girls - at least the girls that I saw today - could really only be described as ugly fat chicks.
Like the complete moron that I am, however, I pick the younger of the two, Sophia.
Then the pain begins.
As I'm going back to the room, I spot a hot(ter) chick that they DIDN'T introduce me to waiting in another room. I'd hide that shit, too, if I were Sophia or the other one, Akira (I don't recall Akira's name, but that's who the schedule says is on the same shift today as Sophia).
Sophia demands the $40 up front, which I hate, and then refuses to give me change for a $50, which I hate further. She says we can put the other $10 towards the tip. Which of course never materializes, because...
Sometime about 10 minutes into it she apparently decides I'm a cop and throws a towel over my ass. Now I admit that I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to get it up for her - she's not a girl you'd look twice at, and she's wearing combat fatigues to top it off - and I admit that I got a haircut over the weekend which probably makes me look too respectable.
But c'mon.
So I say: "Do you think I'm a cop? You can tell for sure just by asking me to turn over and touch my own cock. My understanding is that cops can't touch their own cocks in a place like this without breaking the law."
She just gives me that big dumb Besse look that she's been working on.
She fiddles with the "hot stones" (which in the end never get hot) because I say my back is fucked up (which it is). I ask "will that give us enough time to finish"? And she replies "that IS the finish".
I don't really know if I could have finished with her in any case, but I had $50 riding on a "yes" so I was sure gonna try.
She eventually says "you're all done" and I'm raging just enough to know that I'm just getting started.
On the way out I get hustled out like she's afraid I stole her wallet, and I fume all the way home.