Yes, I am a long time lurker. First time poster. Usually, I have nothing important to say. Tonight though, as my girlfriend would say, OMG!
Let me first establish my credentials. I lived in Honolulu for quite sometime. I've travelled the far east. Recently I've travelled the Eastern Seaboard. So I know what constitutes a good AMP.
After reading a few posts, I thought that I'd gaze skyward and look for a heavenly body at Star.
I find the place next to Camelot above the Kabob place. However, an LE cruiser is parked out front. Not a great start. Eventually it pulled away. In the end, it only slowed me down.
So I walk up to the door at 1829 but am stopped by a kind gentlemen who I'll. For lack of a better term. Refer to as a bum. He approached me before I pressed the buzzer and let me know that there were hot Spanish girls just a few doors down at Jasmine.
Skeptical, I thought, WTF, I'll give it a go. So I followed the man to Jasmine. As Mama peered through the front door, the bum started demanding a $20 referral fee. F that. If mama wants to pay it fine, but not me. Nevermind that I only carry no more than the standard fee (more on that to follow). Eventually the bum leaves. When Mama finally opens the door, though, she waves me off. Fuck. I guess the bum frightened her too. I thought she had employed him.
So I go back to Star where the sentry had reposted himself to divert traffic back down the road. He asked for the money again. I refuse. As I go in the door, I see the hottest girl chasing after me. The bum nudges me and says, "see what I mean. " At this point though, things are just too complicated to go back. So I decide to stay where I'm at. In the confusion however, I hit the buzzer for M st. And NOT STAR! Arrrghhhhh the pirate said.
So as I approach the second floor, Mama from the third floor scoops me up to show me the way up another flight of stairs. Damn.
I get in the room and pull the slot handle and miss the jackpot. My girl is 40+ and wrecked. 4 of 10. No other available. I ask her name, she says "Sheira". Did she mean Sheila? She should change her seforum.xxxe name! Since I'm here, and after all the effort expended so far, I stay.
Lackluster shower, no attention paid to anywhere important. She chucks me into the sauna for a few minutes, and we're back to the room. Mediocre back massage. Flip and she asks me to stand up. What? "No Money, no honey" she explains. So I put a $1 on the table. She gives me the rub-and-tub signal with a question mark on her face. Huh? No f-ing way. So I tell her "everything" and she tells me that is $1. 4.
At this point I defiantly say, "No! " Back and forth, but I hold my ground and keep saying no. She wants a credit card. Etc. Etc. But thankfully, all I have is the standard fee on me so I have great leverage. After 5 minutes or so, she relents and excepts $1.
Boy oh boy. Who the F is spend $2 on this place? Please, for the love of God, STOP! Which reminds me of another story from Atlantic City. In a minute.
CBJ aweful. Mish aweful. Doggy. At least I finished. Overall, the experience makes me want to find another hobby?
Story from AC. I visited a place there a few months back and fell victim to paying $2. New city so I thought the rates were higher (maybe I was drunk). No kidding though, when things were all said and done, she actually told me that no one pays $2 and that next time I should only pay $1. 6. Did she pity me? I don't know. Speaking of pity. Anyone wonder who gets outfits for these girls? My AC girl looked like a cross between a circus clown and a ballerina. OH yeah, during the TS, the AC girl told me that I was fat and that I should lose weight. She also expounded on the state of the economy and her admiration for the President elect. I didn't know they followed current events. I guess that experience rival tonights!
Where was I? Please don't go to M st. Jasmine a few doors down looked promising. Please don't pay $2 (for God's sake, they have competition one floor down). Try there or Jasmine first.
Good luck to all.