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Amy is the one I talked to on the phone. When she answered the door she was wearing casual clothes and no make-up. Looks to be in her thirties. Straight, dark brown hair about half-way down her back. A little thick around the middle. There was another girl there watching TV who was marginally better-looking, but Amy did all the talking. The place is a cheap, older apartment and definitely looks lived in. She led me to one of the dimly-lit massge/bedrooms and closed the door behind us. She wanted $60 for the hour up front. I gave it to her and asked if I could take a shower. She handed me a towel and I went to the bathroom, undressed and got in the shower by myself. While I was showering, there was a lot of loud conversation going on in Chinese in the other room. Amy, the other girl and some guy. Really made me feel comfortable.
Anyway, after my shower I gathered up my clothes and went into the massage room with her. I then laid face down on on the sheet-and-towel-covered mattress. While on my stomach, she gave me an average unskilled massage and touched the boys, but not often or with enthusiasm. She made some small talk, but generally appeared uninterested. To be fair, there was definitely a language barrier. On the flip, she asked if I wanted her to massage that for a tip, pointing you-know-where. I indicated with hand motions that I''d prefer a BJ. She shook her head and said, next time boom-boom. I gave in and settled for what proved to be an unspectacular but adequate HJ. She lubed up my penis with baby oil and started stroking. Not too fast, not too slow. At my request, she bent down and sucked one of my nipples. No enthusiasm there, either, but it was enough to get me over the edge after a a minute or two, and I came all over my chest and stomach.
After that, she cleaned me up with a hot moist towel, which she said was clean (must have seen the look on my face). I was ready to go, but she wanted to give me the whole hour massage I had paid for. I actually wanted to leave, but I didn''t want to hurt her feelings (and I had paid for an hour), so I stayed. More massage and small talk, then time was up. Got up, got dressed, and tipped her $40, which she really seemed to appreciate. Again she said, next time, boom-boom.
An unremarkable session. I wasn''t really attracted to her, the place was a dump and the guy loud-talking in the other room (I never saw him, but he was there the entire time) really spoiled the mood. The price was low, she tried her best and I''m sure anything is available next time with little if any expectation of a larger tip. Problem is, there won''t be a next time for me. Might be someone else''s cup of tea, though.
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