mindboggler
05-09-2024, 03:10 PM
Decided to try out this shop and checking out the new metro line at the same time. Had been there a couple of years ago, however can’t remember much of that punt and wanted to see if this could present a viable alternative to some of my go-to places for J girls.
Two girls working, both Japanese. One of them was in reception. Pretty average looking, had this weird surly expression. I asked her whether I could see who’s working and she pretended she didn’t understand my question (even though she could clearly speak English). Made me repeat my question a couple of times, then said “of course”. I reckon it’s a ploy to make blokes feel uncomfortable for asking for a line up, but I was firm while being respectful and simply repeated my request more slowly.
So out comes another Japanese girl from the waiting area to say Hello, very short, probably no more than 5 feet and wearing a skimpy casual number. Average looks wise. I asked the girl at reception who the other working girl is and she said it’s her. Well, between the two of them, I certainly wasnt booking the surly one so paid for half an hour and in we go.
Now I have to say that for a Japanese massage place, this place is bloody filthy. The carpets, the overall ambience, the flimsy curtains separating the rooms, the works. The girl, whose name escapes me, performed a massage that would have been better had she not done it in the first place. Turned around and asked for her extras, and was told something ridiculous like “so its $50 for a clothed HJ, if I take off its $50 more, touching me anywhere is $50 more, and if you want more that is another $50-100 more”. I had lost count of the number of layers in her pricing and tried really hard not to burst out laughing at the stupidity of it all. I mean, for a girl that is barely scratching 4 or 5/10 on looks, she is probably the most expensive ML in Australia. I politely thanked her and asked for a simple HJ. That was pretty shit too and the only reason I was able to cum is probably that I needed a release to make the trek out to Crows Nest and this shithole worth something.
Somewhere during this punt, I got the feeling that I had a similarly forgettable experience the previous time I was at this shop, although the girl was a bit more attractive.
WIR: Fuck no!
Two girls working, both Japanese. One of them was in reception. Pretty average looking, had this weird surly expression. I asked her whether I could see who’s working and she pretended she didn’t understand my question (even though she could clearly speak English). Made me repeat my question a couple of times, then said “of course”. I reckon it’s a ploy to make blokes feel uncomfortable for asking for a line up, but I was firm while being respectful and simply repeated my request more slowly.
So out comes another Japanese girl from the waiting area to say Hello, very short, probably no more than 5 feet and wearing a skimpy casual number. Average looks wise. I asked the girl at reception who the other working girl is and she said it’s her. Well, between the two of them, I certainly wasnt booking the surly one so paid for half an hour and in we go.
Now I have to say that for a Japanese massage place, this place is bloody filthy. The carpets, the overall ambience, the flimsy curtains separating the rooms, the works. The girl, whose name escapes me, performed a massage that would have been better had she not done it in the first place. Turned around and asked for her extras, and was told something ridiculous like “so its $50 for a clothed HJ, if I take off its $50 more, touching me anywhere is $50 more, and if you want more that is another $50-100 more”. I had lost count of the number of layers in her pricing and tried really hard not to burst out laughing at the stupidity of it all. I mean, for a girl that is barely scratching 4 or 5/10 on looks, she is probably the most expensive ML in Australia. I politely thanked her and asked for a simple HJ. That was pretty shit too and the only reason I was able to cum is probably that I needed a release to make the trek out to Crows Nest and this shithole worth something.
Somewhere during this punt, I got the feeling that I had a similarly forgettable experience the previous time I was at this shop, although the girl was a bit more attractive.
WIR: Fuck no!