There's this place nearby called Babylon Spas. My aunt who just came over to the States thought that it was some baby clothes shop or something since she recognized the "baby" in Babylon. Good thing my parents explained before she tried it out lol.
so where's the best so far... and Nice Rollin, i'm sure it wasn't Massage Envy, cuz that's a wholesome place to geta massage.
about four years ago, someone who isn't me had their seventeenth birthday, and spent it drinking with myself and another goon. well, my friend decides he wants to go try out one of these spas... We went to Velvet Touch, south of 1-10 on hwy 6. The waiting room could not have been bigger than my bathroom, and he starts bargaining with this 40 year old asian lady with bangs and boobie tassles, behind wrought iron bars. she goes 'forty dollah' and kind of did the international symbol for 'i'm going to whack you off', and then he was admitted into the back. We waited in the waiting room for like 10 minutes, I read a 1991 issue of People magazine (seriously), and then birthday boy stumbles back out, downing a dr pepper and refusing to look any of us in the eye. Not a word was said by anyone for maybe five minutes into the ride back, until he says "that was the most expensive dr pepper of my life"
That sounds about as amazing as I thought it would be. So if cigarettes are the traditional post-coital vice, is a Dr Pepper the official post-j.o. beverage? Considering that it comes from a city with a college known for its higher than usual number of virgins, it could work.
My fiance is a licensed massage therapist and he hates these things because they give massages a bad name. Then people come to get legitimate therapy, which is done very professionally and does not involve any of those body parts, and they sometimes expect more. I know it's illegal, but I still wish those shady businesses could call themselves what they are. Real spas exist too, of course; hopefully people can tell which ones are which.
I feel you. I have a RMT and I freaking love her. We've had conversations about all of this, and she feels the same way as your fiance. She only accepts new clients if they have a reference from an existing client as a result. Still though....I can't imagine these places calling themselves what they really are. Don't think the cops would be too happy if they were to brazenly have a sign up as a whorehouse.
Did you guys know this stuff goes on at some hair salons as well? Be careful of trying a new place for a haircut, if they advertise a massage in the window, the lady cutting your hair may have just serviced some dude a few minutes ago with those same hands (might explain some of the spikey hair cuts).
Thanks, it really was the funniest f**king thing I've ever been a part of, I seriously can't even think about it without crying. Every word is true. It actually was someone who isn't me, and the great thing is that he swore me to secrecy and it's one of the few secrets I actually took seriously and never told anybody. Ok, well I only told those who HAD to know about it.. And now it is forever documented in the domain of public information. ADDITIONAL FACT FROM STORY: We rolled up in friend two's mom's 1998 minivan, and were drinking Franzia. Definitely the proudest moment of my life.
I don't even eat in restaurants which has a massage parlor nearby. I don't want to eat with plates and silverwares that might have just been used by the employees and customers of the massage place.
