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After hitting WAGG for my friends bachelor party we went over to TLC.
I knew the lineup wouldn't be good at 4AM, but my friend suggested we all go there because it was so close.
Damn that bastard.
First off, we get in, and half the MPA's are just getting up off the couch red eyed and obviously irriatated that we walked in (can't blame that for that it is 4AM). Didn't look too appealing to us though...
But myself, the soon to be ex-bachelor, and the friend that suggested the place took the top three girls of the line up. Leaving three other of our friends to take the...ahem, rest. Hate to sound that way, but that's the reality of choosing.
So the MPA sells me on some extras. Didn't want to take it, didn't even want to take the session but I figured, why be a party pooper and wait outside? So I took it.
What a disappointment. First off, it was way too expensive. Secondly, she rushed me, stating you have to hurry, I hear LE is around.
I'd say the whole session was 15 minutes, even though I paid for an hour.
To make matters worse, she asks me if I ever had a session with a particular mpa that used to work there. I say no, why? She warns me that apparently she's diagnosed with Hep. Sheeeit!.
I appreciate her warning me, nice of her to do so, but boy does it sure take the steam out of hobbying. What a dose of reality.
And lastly, I discover that the only people to actually have a massage was myself, and the star stag himself. My buddy who introduced us to the place, changed his mind and took off!
Everyone else was waiting for us, and was grumbling how shitty the place was. Man.....I'm so pissed.
I knew the lineup wouldn't be good at 4AM, but my friend suggested we all go there because it was so close.
Damn that bastard.
First off, we get in, and half the MPA's are just getting up off the couch red eyed and obviously irriatated that we walked in (can't blame that for that it is 4AM). Didn't look too appealing to us though...
But myself, the soon to be ex-bachelor, and the friend that suggested the place took the top three girls of the line up. Leaving three other of our friends to take the...ahem, rest. Hate to sound that way, but that's the reality of choosing.
So the MPA sells me on some extras. Didn't want to take it, didn't even want to take the session but I figured, why be a party pooper and wait outside? So I took it.
What a disappointment. First off, it was way too expensive. Secondly, she rushed me, stating you have to hurry, I hear LE is around.
I'd say the whole session was 15 minutes, even though I paid for an hour.
To make matters worse, she asks me if I ever had a session with a particular mpa that used to work there. I say no, why? She warns me that apparently she's diagnosed with Hep. Sheeeit!.
I appreciate her warning me, nice of her to do so, but boy does it sure take the steam out of hobbying. What a dose of reality.
And lastly, I discover that the only people to actually have a massage was myself, and the star stag himself. My buddy who introduced us to the place, changed his mind and took off!
Everyone else was waiting for us, and was grumbling how shitty the place was. Man.....I'm so pissed.