Took a stroll around the Loop last weekend to do some recon and figured I'd check out a nearby AMP to relieve some of the stresses that walking around had built up. Arrived in time to catch the last shift of the night and drew May: ~5'-6", 120#, long full head of shoulder-length hair, about 34C, approximately 42 (but said 27).
From the moment she came into the room, she was playful and encouraging. After a couple of introductions (including a small box of chocolate truffles from a local confectionary), it was off to the TS for a wonderfully thorough cleansing up-and-down and all-around. Once in the room, she dried me off a bit more and told me to sit on the table until she returned. (Took this opportunity to place $ fee onto the table, to be ready for her when she returned.)
After she returned, she dried me off a bit more, then had me lay down on the table. Massage was good but not extended, probably because it was the last shift. After hitting the main muscle groups, scalp, neck, etc., she begins providing AR for about a minute or so, then tells me to turn over (at which point I discover that she has divested herself of the cumbersome bikini she'd had on - very nice headlamps, with ample bulbs centered in each). She changes focus a bit, working vertically with a FUMA. Then, she introduces herself to Roman's "Mini-Me" --- or, might that be "Maxi-Me" (whatever) --- and then spoke a bit more forcefully to him. Ah, the pleasures of foreign language conversations: They can expand one's perspective quite nicely.
She slipped the cover in a smooth motion, but I wanted some DATY first. She lays down while I break out a small toy I'd brought for her enjoyment. She examines it, then gives the okay to deploy it outside. Well, after about 5 minutes DATY and using the toy, she's pulling the back of my head toward her and says to put the toy inside. I truly believe she was on a rollercoaster ride at that moment. When she came down from that, she says "You now." I was ready, and decided to just enjoy a mish-mash. (I lasted about 10 minutes, but might have popped sooner had she not been moaning constantly throughout the mish-mash. I'll chalk it up to the fact that it was the end of the night and she was anxious to go home and, therefore, trying to induce me into finishing earlier. It actually was a bit of a distraction, as it sounded like acting. But that was the only negative in the whole session.)
Afterward, a hot towel and some Scope. She then helped me get dressed (including tying the showlaces), gave me a hug, and walked me to the door with the admonition to "Come earlier next time." (I will, and I'll probably ask for May again. I don't mind that she is probably in her 40s; she provided good service. Besides, she asked how much the toy cost. I told her to keep it, and she seemed very pleased by that.)
Ratings
Looks: 7.5
Attitude: 8.5
Service: 7.5
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