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3311 rue Bossuet, cross street Sherbrook, metro Cadilac
I was in this area with some time to kill and I noticed a massage sign. I was in an adventurous mood, so what the heck?
The short version: Rub and tug from a Russian babuska, $40 for 30 min + $20 tip. No regrets.
And here is an old eforum.xxx thread on the place: http://eforum.xxx.ca/vbulletin/showthread.php?t=13081
Anyway it can be fun to walk into a place like this with no information at all and zero expectations. After dark, I pulled up across the street to dial the number displayed on a lighted sign on the second floor, above a Sushi joint, across from Tim Hortons, strip mall zone of Sherbrook E.. A big pickup pulled in behind me and I could see the guy talking on his phone. A Russian lady answered and said, sure, there was someone to give me a massage right then. I made it to the door before my buddy in the pickup. A plump blond lady, maybe late 30s answered the door. Hmm. Would she be my masseuse? I didn't bother asking because I didn't really care. The place seemed clean and in good order. I saw two massage rooms and a shower room off of a long corridor. My room was nice enough, good sized professional table. The lady hustled me into the room as the doorbell rang... my pickup truck buddy no doubt. She came back to talk to me once she had settled the other client. How long did I want? 1 hour, I said. You should take 30 min since it's your first time. OK, fine with me. Maybe she knows something I don't, and if the massage is good I can always upgrade. It was $50 for 60 min. I changed into a bath robe and headed down to the shower. I was pretty sure I was in the right kind of place, so no need for a towel as I assume the position on the table. Within a few minutes my masseuse walks in. At first I thought it was the same lady who let me in. Same build and blond hair. But this one was a little older and less attractive. Oh well. I had spoken French with the receptionist, so I tried French with my masseuse. She seemed to respond in Russian and presented me with a tray with some kind of brandy, chocolate and a bottle of water. That was a nice touch. She asked if we could speak English. Sure, I can do that. I believe her name was Christina. We had a friendly conversation as she started her massage. Limited but serviceable English. The massage was ok, experienced but too light. I quickly decided that 30 min would be enough. Before long I started to pose the eternal massage question to myself, will she or won't she? She did. She zeroed in on my ass and began a very slow gentle teasing. Cool. Because the straight massage alone wasn't going to make my visit worthwhile. The teasing was actually great. At some point she asked if I would like to turn over or continue in that position. Normally I would turn over, but this time I thought better of it. Why ruin a good thing and risk losing my enthusiasm by gazing on this plump matron? So I had a nice finish without flipping at all. She finished up with a couple more minutes of massage. I handed her $20, and I was off to the showers. That was the cheapest massage I've had in a long time. Yes, you get what you pay for, but sometimes bottom feeding is just what the doctor ordered.
On the way out I saw another lady, even older and less attractive, all dressed to kill. I thanked the receptionist nicely, confirming that she was more attractive than my masseuse. Oh well. She said next time I could take an hour. Sure. I asked her if there were other ladies. Oh yes, there are several girls who worked there. Catching my meaning she added that there were also younger girls. Hmmm. She gets my hopes up like that and I'll still probably get a babushka next time. But it might be worth a try. The four year old eforum.xxx thread describes younger thinner girls, so anything is possible.
The pickup was gone, when I reached the street. Hmm. He got out of there faster than me. I decided to go for a coffee and doughnut at Tim Hortons, and there was the pickup again. I felt like I was in that old short film by Steven Spielberg where the guy is followed around by that big truck. Which one of those faces in the doughnut shop was his? Was he watching me?
Spa Isis is great, but it's like shooting fish in a barrel. Where is the sport in paying your money and being sure of getting a great massage from a beautiful girl?
I was in this area with some time to kill and I noticed a massage sign. I was in an adventurous mood, so what the heck?
The short version: Rub and tug from a Russian babuska, $40 for 30 min + $20 tip. No regrets.
And here is an old eforum.xxx thread on the place: http://eforum.xxx.ca/vbulletin/showthread.php?t=13081
Anyway it can be fun to walk into a place like this with no information at all and zero expectations. After dark, I pulled up across the street to dial the number displayed on a lighted sign on the second floor, above a Sushi joint, across from Tim Hortons, strip mall zone of Sherbrook E.. A big pickup pulled in behind me and I could see the guy talking on his phone. A Russian lady answered and said, sure, there was someone to give me a massage right then. I made it to the door before my buddy in the pickup. A plump blond lady, maybe late 30s answered the door. Hmm. Would she be my masseuse? I didn't bother asking because I didn't really care. The place seemed clean and in good order. I saw two massage rooms and a shower room off of a long corridor. My room was nice enough, good sized professional table. The lady hustled me into the room as the doorbell rang... my pickup truck buddy no doubt. She came back to talk to me once she had settled the other client. How long did I want? 1 hour, I said. You should take 30 min since it's your first time. OK, fine with me. Maybe she knows something I don't, and if the massage is good I can always upgrade. It was $50 for 60 min. I changed into a bath robe and headed down to the shower. I was pretty sure I was in the right kind of place, so no need for a towel as I assume the position on the table. Within a few minutes my masseuse walks in. At first I thought it was the same lady who let me in. Same build and blond hair. But this one was a little older and less attractive. Oh well. I had spoken French with the receptionist, so I tried French with my masseuse. She seemed to respond in Russian and presented me with a tray with some kind of brandy, chocolate and a bottle of water. That was a nice touch. She asked if we could speak English. Sure, I can do that. I believe her name was Christina. We had a friendly conversation as she started her massage. Limited but serviceable English. The massage was ok, experienced but too light. I quickly decided that 30 min would be enough. Before long I started to pose the eternal massage question to myself, will she or won't she? She did. She zeroed in on my ass and began a very slow gentle teasing. Cool. Because the straight massage alone wasn't going to make my visit worthwhile. The teasing was actually great. At some point she asked if I would like to turn over or continue in that position. Normally I would turn over, but this time I thought better of it. Why ruin a good thing and risk losing my enthusiasm by gazing on this plump matron? So I had a nice finish without flipping at all. She finished up with a couple more minutes of massage. I handed her $20, and I was off to the showers. That was the cheapest massage I've had in a long time. Yes, you get what you pay for, but sometimes bottom feeding is just what the doctor ordered.
On the way out I saw another lady, even older and less attractive, all dressed to kill. I thanked the receptionist nicely, confirming that she was more attractive than my masseuse. Oh well. She said next time I could take an hour. Sure. I asked her if there were other ladies. Oh yes, there are several girls who worked there. Catching my meaning she added that there were also younger girls. Hmmm. She gets my hopes up like that and I'll still probably get a babushka next time. But it might be worth a try. The four year old eforum.xxx thread describes younger thinner girls, so anything is possible.
The pickup was gone, when I reached the street. Hmm. He got out of there faster than me. I decided to go for a coffee and doughnut at Tim Hortons, and there was the pickup again. I felt like I was in that old short film by Steven Spielberg where the guy is followed around by that big truck. Which one of those faces in the doughnut shop was his? Was he watching me?
Spa Isis is great, but it's like shooting fish in a barrel. Where is the sport in paying your money and being sure of getting a great massage from a beautiful girl?
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