It was Summer 1997 at a time when EBC and Leslie was in its formative stages. I approched an industrial strip mall behind the Timmie's and next to a hotel/conference center and walked into a spa of which the name eludes me. I am whisked into a room and told a woman will be in shortly. I strip down to my briefs and hop up on to the table, anxiously awaiting a good time.
The lady walks in and begins to laugh, she said "First thing , lose the boxers sweetie!" She is in her late 30's, bleached blonde and looked like a retired stripper. She asks me if I want extras. 20 for topless and 40 for nude and 60 for reverse. Since I wanted to be nude, I said okay I will go for nude, thinking I would have to put my boxers back on otherwise. So with my words, she strips naked and started to massage me. I am half freaked out at this point, I think that I wasn't clear on the concept of the massage parlour.
She asks me to turn over, She begins on my legs and thighs, and she suggests that I tease her nipples, I engage her until she starts to take me in her hand. At this point I am feeling very confused but happy and I obligingly go to completion. SHe cleans me up and suggest that I take a minute to compose myself on the couch. I sit outside the room in the waiting area and after I light my smoke she suggests I take it outside as there was another guy coming in. It's at this I get the feeling that she wasn't being sincere in her "stay for a while" On the way home I blow a stop sign. I'm pretty distracted for a few days after.
While it was the first of many many more massages, I will always remember that one. The folly, innocence, and the blown stop sign.
After years of extensive 3times/month hobbying the past two years have seen this dwindle to 2x/year at IT.
I've been reading massageplanet.net for about a year, and I have been selfish in not contributing sooner. Thanks to all who have posted over the last year and here is looking ahead to 2003
The lady walks in and begins to laugh, she said "First thing , lose the boxers sweetie!" She is in her late 30's, bleached blonde and looked like a retired stripper. She asks me if I want extras. 20 for topless and 40 for nude and 60 for reverse. Since I wanted to be nude, I said okay I will go for nude, thinking I would have to put my boxers back on otherwise. So with my words, she strips naked and started to massage me. I am half freaked out at this point, I think that I wasn't clear on the concept of the massage parlour.
She asks me to turn over, She begins on my legs and thighs, and she suggests that I tease her nipples, I engage her until she starts to take me in her hand. At this point I am feeling very confused but happy and I obligingly go to completion. SHe cleans me up and suggest that I take a minute to compose myself on the couch. I sit outside the room in the waiting area and after I light my smoke she suggests I take it outside as there was another guy coming in. It's at this I get the feeling that she wasn't being sincere in her "stay for a while" On the way home I blow a stop sign. I'm pretty distracted for a few days after.
While it was the first of many many more massages, I will always remember that one. The folly, innocence, and the blown stop sign.
After years of extensive 3times/month hobbying the past two years have seen this dwindle to 2x/year at IT.
I've been reading massageplanet.net for about a year, and I have been selfish in not contributing sooner. Thanks to all who have posted over the last year and here is looking ahead to 2003