So it’s two years to the day since the first time I ventured into a massage parlor. From the first time I seriously considered visiting a professional to the first time I went I thought about it off and on for six months. I knew that if I did get into this I wanted to be sure I was truly comfortable so that I would never regret it. So after much thought and deciding I would try it I checked the yellow pages which led me to some of the mp’s websites. There were so many hot looking women how to choose? I noticed on one website one lady listed her name as the contact for women looking for employment which made me think she was the manager and as such probably more experienced. I figured better to see a lady who probably has dealt with newbies before so I chose her. I called and booked an appointment. When I arrived I was greeted by a lady who showed me to the waiting room. I was about twenty minutes early and as I sat in the room waiting two things stuck out in my mind. First, I could hear a wild session taking place in the room across the hall. From the voices I could tell there were two ladies in the room and I later found out there were actually three girls with the customer. Even though I knew what to expect I still felt surprised to actually be there hearing what was happening. Second, I was surprised how calm I felt. I really was never nervous about it but rather quite thrilled. The lady who greeted me came back and showed me to a room to shower. My first session had a few awkward moments but on the whole went quite good I thought, which I attributed to my own preparation. Of course this was two months before I discovered PERB and I didn’t know that Jesse wasn’t just the manager but rather the owner of Fantasy, “the Yankees” of Edmonton mp’s, which might have had something to do with how good things went that night. The lady that greeted me was Meko, and after my session Jesse introduced me to Katrina.
Since then I have had many other exciting experiences of the kind I only fantasized about before. However, lately things haven’t felt as exciting. Going to an mp is feeling as routine as going for a hair cut. In the last three months I have only made two visits to mp’s. In the beginning I was concerned I might become addicted and visit too much. Ironically, I’m wondering why I don’t enjoy going more often. One reason I keep thinking is that I was spoiled to have met Jenna my third time out. As much as I have enjoyed and appreciated being with many of the girls I have met in mp’s none really compare to the times I spent with Jenna. I wonder if I will still be doing this a year from now or if my interest will continue to wane.
Since then I have had many other exciting experiences of the kind I only fantasized about before. However, lately things haven’t felt as exciting. Going to an mp is feeling as routine as going for a hair cut. In the last three months I have only made two visits to mp’s. In the beginning I was concerned I might become addicted and visit too much. Ironically, I’m wondering why I don’t enjoy going more often. One reason I keep thinking is that I was spoiled to have met Jenna my third time out. As much as I have enjoyed and appreciated being with many of the girls I have met in mp’s none really compare to the times I spent with Jenna. I wonder if I will still be doing this a year from now or if my interest will continue to wane.
