Hey fellow Pooners,
I had sometime off the last couple of weeks and was looking for some new action. Boy it's hard to find anything new in this city. I decided to go try out the hood of Forest Lawn, my old junior high stomping grounds. First I went to Rippers at the T&C and was pleasantly suprised at the all natural dance talent. All in all not bad.
I then proceeded to go along 17th Ave SE and came accross A Massage sign up on a second floor of a brown building approx. 40th street. I think it was called Forest Lawn Massage but don't quote me. I've seen it there forever but have never tried it.
The place was ready to close but I asked for a half hour massage and she said she had time. It seemed like a massage only and maybe tarot card reading place but the girl seemed cute (late 20s or early 30s brunette) so I asked for a topless complete once my time was ready to run out and after quite a bit of hesitation she agreed.
She had a nice smaller frame body with some larger C or D sized breasts but thats where the romance stopped.
She got something that looked like a cleaning glove and put it on. Yikes. I've never had that before. I felt like I was in for a full physical. She proceeded to talk dirty to me in a tone which sounded like she was reading off a cue card while stroking me with the huge catcher's mitt. I don't know where she learned her skills but it totally turned me off. I had quite a time just keeping it up. This situation would be great for a Saturday Night Live skit - Massage gone wrong.
Looks - 7
massage - 7
extras - 1 (unless you like gloves)
She did tell me after that she was worried that I was a cop and would warm up more if she got to know me better but I think she's in the wrong business. I think you have to really like what you do to be in this kind of field or people will catch on right away.
I had sometime off the last couple of weeks and was looking for some new action. Boy it's hard to find anything new in this city. I decided to go try out the hood of Forest Lawn, my old junior high stomping grounds. First I went to Rippers at the T&C and was pleasantly suprised at the all natural dance talent. All in all not bad.
I then proceeded to go along 17th Ave SE and came accross A Massage sign up on a second floor of a brown building approx. 40th street. I think it was called Forest Lawn Massage but don't quote me. I've seen it there forever but have never tried it.
The place was ready to close but I asked for a half hour massage and she said she had time. It seemed like a massage only and maybe tarot card reading place but the girl seemed cute (late 20s or early 30s brunette) so I asked for a topless complete once my time was ready to run out and after quite a bit of hesitation she agreed.
She had a nice smaller frame body with some larger C or D sized breasts but thats where the romance stopped.
She got something that looked like a cleaning glove and put it on. Yikes. I've never had that before. I felt like I was in for a full physical. She proceeded to talk dirty to me in a tone which sounded like she was reading off a cue card while stroking me with the huge catcher's mitt. I don't know where she learned her skills but it totally turned me off. I had quite a time just keeping it up. This situation would be great for a Saturday Night Live skit - Massage gone wrong.
Looks - 7
massage - 7
extras - 1 (unless you like gloves)
She did tell me after that she was worried that I was a cop and would warm up more if she got to know me better but I think she's in the wrong business. I think you have to really like what you do to be in this kind of field or people will catch on right away.