Remembering Those Trips From My Younger YearsShortly after turning 23, an old friend introduced me to massage parlors. At first, I was thinking that meant that they give you a professional massage. That the only difference, is that they had their "business" completely separate from most health spas. He quickly told me that wasn't the case. I would learn this firsthand when we chose to pay one of them a visit.
One of the ones we learned about, was just on the outskirts of the next big city closest to where I live. Because it was labeled as a health spa, we were expecting them to be dressed like employees at a health spa in order to make it look normal. Imagine our surprise when we were let in. Every single girl (all of them were white girls because it wasn't an Asian massage parlor) that was there that night was dressed in lingerie and high heels. The lone exception, was one girl who had literally just stepped out of the shower, because when we were introduced to the girls we could choose from, she came to my door with a towel wrapped around her. She ended up being the one I chose for this trip.
When she returned, she was dressed in lingerie like the other girls. She introduced herself as Amanda (not her real name, just the name she was using as an alias), and after going over the guidelines and price, we proceeded to ***** down. I noticed that she had a tattoo right where the infamous "tramp stamp" would be, but once she was naked, I realized how many more she had, including one that wrapped around each nipple. If it wasn't for the fact that this parlor, unfortunately, didn't offer sex, I would've banged her right then and there. So I had to settle for an erotic massage and *******, which ended up being a workout for her. Because she was on the petite side, she couldn't wrap her hand around my **** very easily, so she ended up using both hands until she made me ***. 6 months later, we ended up running into each other again, but at a different parlor, and she was using the name Kelly. I didn't realize that it was her until I saw those tats around the nipples once again. Once we got reacquainted, we had a repeat performance of our last encounter.
Now I know that this isn't what everyone expected to hear about when it comes to my trips to massage parlors, but it's a start. I'll probably write about another trip a little later.