Yay! I made it back to Buenos Aires!
Since this place isn't far from where I am staying, a few hours after getting off the airplane I decided I needed a massage to soothe my stiff muscle after an extremely long flight from Milano.
Well, Fana kinda ain't all that. The place is relatively clean, but it doesn't feel warm and inviting like some other places and it definitely could use a serious makeover.
Only two chicas. One was a little thick for my taste, but she had a really sweet disposition. The other chica, Natty (Nati? Had one of those short little hardbodies that turn into middle aged women who look like rugby players. Anyway, in her youth she was cute and she looked like she was maybe only sixteen (I asked, she insisted she was 19—which was plausible) Anyway, she had kind of a blank air about her, but I picked her because what was behind door number one was a little thick for my taste. Bad choice.
The massage was mechanical but not bad. The sex. Hmm. Let me explain. She had this look on her face that went something like "Oh, God, I hope I don't go to hell for this. Please, let it be over."
Here are the numbers:
Spa: 5
Chica Looks: 7 (would have looked cute dressed as a cheerleader)
Chica Sex: 4 (insert moan here)
Chica Disposition: 3 (needs to work at McDonalds)
Next.