Well, I wish I could say my first experience here was a good one, but.....
First off, as others have stated, the facility is very good. Clean, huge rooms, and the massage tables are more like beds with a hole cut in one end for your face.
I saw a woman named Victoria. She was the only person available out of the 4 I was told were working, as the place seemed quite busy. She was fairly young, I'd say late 20's or early 30's; was by no means a spinner as she had a bit of a mid-section; was pretty, had a nice smile, and an amazing pair of C cups.
I opted for a 30 minute session of the "all-inclusive" variety and brosan said I would not be disappointed. I gear down and get set up for the massage. In comes Victoria, who herself immediately geared down and joined me on the table/bed, wherein I got a good look at her beautiful chest. Very, very nice...so I am thinking I may have hit the jackpot.
So, enduring possibly the worst attempt at a massage ever, which I endured so I good just get to the graze/tickle/tease portion that precedes the flip (my favourite part) she hops.off the he'd and asks me to flip. She didn't even touch my legs or backside, let alone make incidental contact with junior and the boys.
Flip over I do, where she thin tries stretching a rubber over a flacid junior for a CBJ. Literally no contact with him without a cover. I may as well have worn a tyvek suit.
The CBJ was lack lustre, and she positioned herself where my handsy ways could not get to her. After maybe a minute of that it was a broken English question that I deciphered as "you f#$& me now?"
She lays down. I get a good look at her body and she shaved. Jackpot I say to myself and try to get in there for some DATY. Nope...she's not having it. Disappointing, but fair enough. I knew going in that this option may be a gamble. I try to suckle at the alter that is her chest. Nope...not having that either, instead directing me up and into good ol' missionary.
I wanted to scream, but I never want to push an SP's boundaries. I instead went with the flow. Missionary is how I started, and how it ended, as it was the only option on offer. Even caressing her chest wasn't really an option.
Literally in and out in 20 minutes. On my way out, brosan seemed perplexed why I was out so quickly, and was about to give him the low down when another customer came in, so instead I slipped out the side door.
So, before all you detectives start looking for a reason to blame me for the reluctance of Victoria to let me have any fun...let me assuage your concerns saying that I am ensure I am always very well groomed, cleaned, teeth brushed and tongue scraped. I am also never pushy or demanding, and just let the events flow naturally. This has worked for me nearly every single time, whether with a independent provider, or at an MP.
And I love MP's. It's a type of service or routine that I very much enjoy, and at the going rate of 140-160 for 30 minutes is some really great value. That being said, the further away from Vancouver you get, the level of service drops of precipitously. Compared to some my experiences elsewhere, I would probably not return. I realize the Victoria may be an outlier, but it's just a much bigger gamble the further east you go. Now, if brosan could ensure some kind of consistency with the service of his employees, say on par with AF, he'd have a real recipe for success.
