Date: October, 2017
Location: Venice, CA
Name: didn’t catch it
Nationality & Language: Chinese with decent English
Service: massage, HJ
Age: ca. 40
Face: 3/5
Body: 3/5
Skill: 4/5
Service: 4.5/5
Price: 85 total incl. tip / 1hr
WIR: sure

At the end of a hard week’s work on strip to L.A. I decided to reward myself with something relaxing: a massage. I reckoned it was pot luck as to whether it would be anything above and beyond that, but I needed the kneading at least. I went to a massage place at a tiny strip mall near where Lincoln Blvd turns from Venice to Santa Monica. One hour: $45. It looked just like any other place, divided up in to walled cubicles. A MILFy Chinese lady with a Suzy Wong style hairdo took me back and as there was just a curtain over the door, I could see myself leaving pummeled but not drained. Stripped off and let her do her work. She started with medium strength but I asked her to increase the pressure as she wasn’t pressing too hard. And it actually turned out to be very good - just what I needed in my exhausted state. She was pretty nice as well and very attentive and happy to receive compliments. I must have a certain charm as a lot of massage ladies figure out pretty quickly that I’m easy going, want to be pampered and that I’m neither a creep nor a cop. So her fingers started wandering; I let her know that I liked it and away we go. When it comes to the flip, she does an excellent job of lubing up my LB, keeping him excited, tickling my balls and rubbing my back entrance. I asked her to take her time and she was in no rush to get me finished - all she told me was to keep quiet as it would have been easy to hear what was going on. Came to an amazing finish. She cleaned me up and gave me a foot massage to finish up. I left with a glow. Excellent service.

And the other thing I liked enormously. She didn’t mention a tip till it was over. Just said: 40 ok?. I agreed without hesitation because firstly I was really satisfied and also because I hate being cock-teased in the middle of a massage and haggling over prices with a rapidly deflating dick. Yes, she might have asked for 100 afterwards and there would have been an argument but it all turned out for the best. I’d return but I’ve left.