NikoleusFC
Banned
- Joined
- Sep 23, 2009
- Messages
- 50
- Reaction score
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- Points
- 6
I've tried to have a session at Pamper Yourself a few times, but was not able to for several reasons. I guess the universe was trying to tell me something.
Went through the door into total darkness and just about walked into the reception desk. I'm blinking, trying to get my eyes used to the dark when a large woman came out, her eyes glowing and piercing at me. For a minute, I thought that I should leave, but she asked if I wanted to see the staff. Well, I'm already in, and thankfully didn't have to succumb to her, so I said OK - remembering some earlier reviews on the girls there.
Out comes Ally - now, I may get some flak here - and she's the only alternative. Ally, from what I already know from previous attempts, has worked there for a while and she's nice enough, but the glass eye does throw you off! Again, I should leave, but damn that Canadian thing - I'm too nice and think "just a rub and tug" and git. She gives me the same look at the first butchy girl and asks if I know the difference between a 'therapeutic' and 'relaxation' massage and I'm actually a little flattered that they think I'm that innocent, but quickly chalk it up to the dark and they couldn't see my grizzly features all that well.
Anyway, I digress...so I'm led into the room, which is much darker even than the reception area and told to get ready. I can't see a damn thing, so I fumble along the wall doing my best Marcel Marceaux until my fingers find the familiar touch of the wall switch and raise the light levels. Everything starts to come into focus, room is OK. Typical, bed in the middle, shower in the corner, clothes rack, etc. I shower and wait.
Ally's massage is nice enough, but couldn't really communicate with her, so I drift off into a memory of a session a while ago with Bailey at Club Yelena before she retired and go with it. The flip, then a straight HJ and quick release and I'm outta there.
Room fee $.4, HJ 1$ ($.80 is standard, but that damn Canadian thing made me tip).
Looks: 2
Attitude: 4
Service: 6
Repeat: Maybe at halloween for that experience.
Went through the door into total darkness and just about walked into the reception desk. I'm blinking, trying to get my eyes used to the dark when a large woman came out, her eyes glowing and piercing at me. For a minute, I thought that I should leave, but she asked if I wanted to see the staff. Well, I'm already in, and thankfully didn't have to succumb to her, so I said OK - remembering some earlier reviews on the girls there.
Out comes Ally - now, I may get some flak here - and she's the only alternative. Ally, from what I already know from previous attempts, has worked there for a while and she's nice enough, but the glass eye does throw you off! Again, I should leave, but damn that Canadian thing - I'm too nice and think "just a rub and tug" and git. She gives me the same look at the first butchy girl and asks if I know the difference between a 'therapeutic' and 'relaxation' massage and I'm actually a little flattered that they think I'm that innocent, but quickly chalk it up to the dark and they couldn't see my grizzly features all that well.
Anyway, I digress...so I'm led into the room, which is much darker even than the reception area and told to get ready. I can't see a damn thing, so I fumble along the wall doing my best Marcel Marceaux until my fingers find the familiar touch of the wall switch and raise the light levels. Everything starts to come into focus, room is OK. Typical, bed in the middle, shower in the corner, clothes rack, etc. I shower and wait.
Ally's massage is nice enough, but couldn't really communicate with her, so I drift off into a memory of a session a while ago with Bailey at Club Yelena before she retired and go with it. The flip, then a straight HJ and quick release and I'm outta there.
Room fee $.4, HJ 1$ ($.80 is standard, but that damn Canadian thing made me tip).
Looks: 2
Attitude: 4
Service: 6
Repeat: Maybe at halloween for that experience.