sy barite
Known Reviewer
So I found myself north of the city helping a friend and on the way back I passed that place you see advertised on Leolist for the longest time. You know, "5 min north of Newmarket, worth the drive? Anyway, I was curious and stopped in. It's a ramshackle little bungalow right on Yonge. I should have trusted my instincts when I saw how decripit and dirty it was...but damn the girl that opened the door was cute. Called herself Cici, and was dolled up in a short red dress with jutting titties. I thought, "what the hell"...and then fell for the oldest trick in the book. She was going out of the room she'd installed me in, when she casually looked over her shoulder and said, "my fren massage you, me bizzay". I laughed and said "no thanks" and was leaving...when her "fren" shows. Not as cute, but also in a tight mini and with bigger mamms. She looked older, but still cute...and I heard thunder outside....so I thought, "alright, let's risk it". Wrong decizh. This one called herself....wait for it...."vivi". I swear they just pick whatever vowel sounds cute to asian ears and say it twice.
Anyway, we adjourned to the room and I just wanted to get to the fun, skip the massage. Gave her $80.00 on top of the $50.00 I'd given her for the room ($10.00 tip up front, that's just how I roll). And wouldn't you know it, she was put off by it! I figure I'm giving her a gift by handing over the cash, skipping the silly faux massage and going right into the slip and slide...but something weirded her out. I tried to reassure her in a gentlemanly and gentle fashion, but she was deep into skeptical territory. I honestly don't know what gives because the place is obviously an assembly line type fs MP. I was sitting back against the massage table with just the towel around me having stepped from the filthy shower and I took her little hand in mine and brought her to me as I removed the towel and did the boing trick. I mean, how reassuring could a fella be? Well this is where it got truly ridiculous. She reacted as if I'd tried club her. She started to back away and cry "too beeg, too beeg". Now I began to lose my patience. I mean, I know my karma ain't bad in that department, but it's not like I'm packing a summer cucumber. Her act was ridiculous and I can't figure her angle. I assured her I didn't want to fuck her, just do a body slide, and she kept acting like I was Vlad the Impaler. 20 fucking ridiculous minutes later I managed to finish and the whole thing had been about as sexy as a trip to the dentist. I was (and am) angrier with myself than the little dweeb.
I heartily recommend staying away from this place.
Anyway, we adjourned to the room and I just wanted to get to the fun, skip the massage. Gave her $80.00 on top of the $50.00 I'd given her for the room ($10.00 tip up front, that's just how I roll). And wouldn't you know it, she was put off by it! I figure I'm giving her a gift by handing over the cash, skipping the silly faux massage and going right into the slip and slide...but something weirded her out. I tried to reassure her in a gentlemanly and gentle fashion, but she was deep into skeptical territory. I honestly don't know what gives because the place is obviously an assembly line type fs MP. I was sitting back against the massage table with just the towel around me having stepped from the filthy shower and I took her little hand in mine and brought her to me as I removed the towel and did the boing trick. I mean, how reassuring could a fella be? Well this is where it got truly ridiculous. She reacted as if I'd tried club her. She started to back away and cry "too beeg, too beeg". Now I began to lose my patience. I mean, I know my karma ain't bad in that department, but it's not like I'm packing a summer cucumber. Her act was ridiculous and I can't figure her angle. I assured her I didn't want to fuck her, just do a body slide, and she kept acting like I was Vlad the Impaler. 20 fucking ridiculous minutes later I managed to finish and the whole thing had been about as sexy as a trip to the dentist. I was (and am) angrier with myself than the little dweeb.
I heartily recommend staying away from this place.