Hi guys, new to this board, and wanted to do a review to prove my worth.
This isn't so much a review as a sad story. I won't mention her name because she obviously is in need of money and I don't think it's fair to her to ward you all away.
I stopped in to a well-established low-key spa after striking out on BP all day. Three girls working; one in a session. The first attendant didn't do it for me looks-wise, and then in came the third. Exotic and petite, even if not the prettiest of faces. I spent half an hour FS as a sample. About 5 minutes into the main act, doggy, it became apparant that she wouldn't match the vocals of the girl in the next room. The LG slipped out, and we opted to switch positions.
In doing so, she kept tugging and pulling at the rubber. "It not break, no?" she said in her heavy spanish accent. She man-handled it so much for several minutes that I told her she might be tearing at it with her nails and we should get a new one.
A minute into the new position, and she was closed up. She had stopped looking at me completely (during the massage she was very giggly and affectionate), she held her arms up over her chest, and kept her legs against my chest preventing much penetration. Normally not a bad position to be in, but emotionally she also felt a long long way away.
I couldn't continue once I recognized that she wasn't there because she just happened to enjoy the company of men. She glanced towards my face, and she seemed... not in a good place... not in her head anymore... perhaps close to tears.
We cleaned up and talked briefly. She went to leave the room, and ducked back in when the first girl told her to wait. As I was leaving, two large guys were in the waiting room, calling her name like a couple of brutes... and I heard the first attendant yell "I'm sorry, but you have to! I'm busy in this room, (the other girl's name) is busy in that room, you have to take this one!" ... or words to that affect.
Kinda puts me off the hobby.
This isn't so much a review as a sad story. I won't mention her name because she obviously is in need of money and I don't think it's fair to her to ward you all away.
I stopped in to a well-established low-key spa after striking out on BP all day. Three girls working; one in a session. The first attendant didn't do it for me looks-wise, and then in came the third. Exotic and petite, even if not the prettiest of faces. I spent half an hour FS as a sample. About 5 minutes into the main act, doggy, it became apparant that she wouldn't match the vocals of the girl in the next room. The LG slipped out, and we opted to switch positions.
In doing so, she kept tugging and pulling at the rubber. "It not break, no?" she said in her heavy spanish accent. She man-handled it so much for several minutes that I told her she might be tearing at it with her nails and we should get a new one.
A minute into the new position, and she was closed up. She had stopped looking at me completely (during the massage she was very giggly and affectionate), she held her arms up over her chest, and kept her legs against my chest preventing much penetration. Normally not a bad position to be in, but emotionally she also felt a long long way away.
I couldn't continue once I recognized that she wasn't there because she just happened to enjoy the company of men. She glanced towards my face, and she seemed... not in a good place... not in her head anymore... perhaps close to tears.
We cleaned up and talked briefly. She went to leave the room, and ducked back in when the first girl told her to wait. As I was leaving, two large guys were in the waiting room, calling her name like a couple of brutes... and I heard the first attendant yell "I'm sorry, but you have to! I'm busy in this room, (the other girl's name) is busy in that room, you have to take this one!" ... or words to that affect.
Kinda puts me off the hobby.