Steven Seagal
10-06-2012, 08:44 PM
G’day People,
Chinese Remedial Massage
28 Hope Street
Seven Hills
Phone: 9838 7999
This is a review of Eva
“Coming first seems like it’s the most important thing in the world because it is!”.”
Efrem Zimbalist Farquar
I think it’s been my lot in life to be second banana to the good looking guys. I always seem to be their off-sider or pathetic friend. I am never the main man, but bask in the light of their glory.
Take for example when I was in high school. The good looking guy at school was Vaughn Caruso. Vaughn was my best friend and also had sort of a Tony Curtis thing going. All the girls were crazy about him and wanted to be near him. Hence, the ladies tried to get to him via me and if that didn’t work pretended to like me so that they could hang out with him.
Enter Wendy Weissflog from stage left. Wendy was a cute little pocket rocket who had it really hot for Vaughn. She even asked me out and asked if we could double with Vaughn and his current squeeze, the Japanese beauty, Claudia Katatanagi. Well, I was over the moon and in no time at all I had had several dates with Ms. Weissflog doubling with Claudia and Vaughn. Vaughn had no interest in Wendy and was happy for me to pick up his scraps, but a day of reckoning was due soon.
Wendy had cottoned on that Vaughn would not be interested in her in that on her worst day Claudia had more going for her than Wendy on her best.
When that reckoning day arrived the following conversation ensued:
Steven: Wendy how about you and I go out just the two of us?
Wendy: I don’t think that would work for me.
Steven: What do you mean?
Wendy: It’s just not happening for me with you.
Steven: Can you be a bit more precise Wendy?
Wendy: Yes, fuck off Steven!
Steven: I didn’t mean for you to be THAT precise.
Over the years I’ve stumbled behind a number of Vaughn Caruso and hand my dreams smashed by countless Wendy Weissflog.
But that was then and now is now.
I still bask in the glory of my nephew Efrem Zimbalist Farquar. He is an athlete and has sort of a Brad Pitt thing going on. Whenever we go out and punt together the wl’s all flock to him and ignore me like American Express now ignores Craig Thomson.
Anyway we went to 28 Hope Street Seven Hills.
28 Hope Street is your typical Chinese rnt. They have rooms, but there are no doors only curtains. This makes the joint so ‘sound full’ that you can hear the termites chewing their cud in the room next door. So much for privacy.
Normally when we go to these places Farquar is quickly ushered, by a young hottie, into the best, most private room. As for me they call a sister shop to get the ugliest, oldest and fattest wl with an attitude to bully me around for an hour.
In this case they probably had no sister joint and drew lots with the loser getting me. Why do I say this? Because I got the young hottie!
He name was Eva. She looked about 24, A cups, trimmed pussy and a nice attitude. I had a bit of trouble understanding her English, but to be fair she had trouble understanding mine as well.
I asked for a hard massage and got medium-light. The massage was fine with her using her strong hands and elbows to good effect. There was nothing erotic in it at all.
At turn over time I negotiated top off and hand job. The handjob was average and I enjoyed a bit of a tit suck. After I finished she slipped her panties down and showed me the trimmed pussy, gave me a hug and a few light kisses on the lips.
And Farquar? His wasn’t too bad and he negotiated a nude with handjob and even got a bit of a pussy lips rub along the way.
Oh well, at this punt at least I could pretend I was Tony Curtis and little Eva was my Janet Leigh and we were starring together in Houdini. (I am a romantic at heart.)
By the way, wherever old Wendy Weissflog is now she can just kiss my shit smelling arse for all I care!
Until later,
Steven
Chinese Remedial Massage
28 Hope Street
Seven Hills
Phone: 9838 7999
This is a review of Eva
“Coming first seems like it’s the most important thing in the world because it is!”.”
Efrem Zimbalist Farquar
I think it’s been my lot in life to be second banana to the good looking guys. I always seem to be their off-sider or pathetic friend. I am never the main man, but bask in the light of their glory.
Take for example when I was in high school. The good looking guy at school was Vaughn Caruso. Vaughn was my best friend and also had sort of a Tony Curtis thing going. All the girls were crazy about him and wanted to be near him. Hence, the ladies tried to get to him via me and if that didn’t work pretended to like me so that they could hang out with him.
Enter Wendy Weissflog from stage left. Wendy was a cute little pocket rocket who had it really hot for Vaughn. She even asked me out and asked if we could double with Vaughn and his current squeeze, the Japanese beauty, Claudia Katatanagi. Well, I was over the moon and in no time at all I had had several dates with Ms. Weissflog doubling with Claudia and Vaughn. Vaughn had no interest in Wendy and was happy for me to pick up his scraps, but a day of reckoning was due soon.
Wendy had cottoned on that Vaughn would not be interested in her in that on her worst day Claudia had more going for her than Wendy on her best.
When that reckoning day arrived the following conversation ensued:
Steven: Wendy how about you and I go out just the two of us?
Wendy: I don’t think that would work for me.
Steven: What do you mean?
Wendy: It’s just not happening for me with you.
Steven: Can you be a bit more precise Wendy?
Wendy: Yes, fuck off Steven!
Steven: I didn’t mean for you to be THAT precise.
Over the years I’ve stumbled behind a number of Vaughn Caruso and hand my dreams smashed by countless Wendy Weissflog.
But that was then and now is now.
I still bask in the glory of my nephew Efrem Zimbalist Farquar. He is an athlete and has sort of a Brad Pitt thing going on. Whenever we go out and punt together the wl’s all flock to him and ignore me like American Express now ignores Craig Thomson.
Anyway we went to 28 Hope Street Seven Hills.
28 Hope Street is your typical Chinese rnt. They have rooms, but there are no doors only curtains. This makes the joint so ‘sound full’ that you can hear the termites chewing their cud in the room next door. So much for privacy.
Normally when we go to these places Farquar is quickly ushered, by a young hottie, into the best, most private room. As for me they call a sister shop to get the ugliest, oldest and fattest wl with an attitude to bully me around for an hour.
In this case they probably had no sister joint and drew lots with the loser getting me. Why do I say this? Because I got the young hottie!
He name was Eva. She looked about 24, A cups, trimmed pussy and a nice attitude. I had a bit of trouble understanding her English, but to be fair she had trouble understanding mine as well.
I asked for a hard massage and got medium-light. The massage was fine with her using her strong hands and elbows to good effect. There was nothing erotic in it at all.
At turn over time I negotiated top off and hand job. The handjob was average and I enjoyed a bit of a tit suck. After I finished she slipped her panties down and showed me the trimmed pussy, gave me a hug and a few light kisses on the lips.
And Farquar? His wasn’t too bad and he negotiated a nude with handjob and even got a bit of a pussy lips rub along the way.
Oh well, at this punt at least I could pretend I was Tony Curtis and little Eva was my Janet Leigh and we were starring together in Houdini. (I am a romantic at heart.)
By the way, wherever old Wendy Weissflog is now she can just kiss my shit smelling arse for all I care!
Until later,
Steven