I don’t understand why massage spas are so uncrowded most of the time.
Personally speaking, from among the amazing range of Vancouver’s erotic services, massage spas seem the best value to me:
•They don't require prior arrangements but are available whenever the pooning mood strikes.
•They make SPs feel far safer and more protected than working alone, which translates into relatively relaxed and reliably satisfactory first encounters.
•Generally they provide a pleasant enough environment where standards of hygiene are high, with easily accessed showers before and after proceedings.
•Usually, the main worry at a massage spa is utter torment at having to choose among several lovely ladies.
•The total cost tends to be substantially less than what most independent escorts command (except for hit-or-miss ladies advertising on CL).
The majority of Vancouver massage girls are Asian. Now that I know the location of most AMPs—and have enjoyed the warm welcome a sober, respectful pooner receives there—a new problem has arisen: I can’t seem to pass any of them without an addictive craving to go in. I’m trying to limit myself to twice a week, but it’s hard; every time it feels great! At about twice a week, $.7—$$.4 each time, that’s a manageable 25 grand a year.
It’s like I’ve woken up to a whole new world of possibilities. When I think of the hurdles I often had to jump with female acquaintances—and the game-playing involved to get sex—it’s like utter magic now: I bathe and groom myself; pack my favorite condoms and lube; put about $$.5 in my back pocket; pick an AMP from my list and phone ahead from the car to let them expect me——and 20 minutes later my eager spelunking equipment gets to explore a sweet Asian lady’s mysterious cavernous depths...
Of course, the language barrier tends to inhibit conversations about major global issues (though I’ve also met some surprisingly educated Asian massage girls; e.g. an English literature grad!). But refined discussion isn’t exactly my priority at an AMP, and lack of it is usually more than compensated for by most Asian providers' emphatic courteousness, exquisite charm and unflinching cooperativeness. Quite a few, in my experience, are even willing and able to convey warm, gentle affection.
And yet—about 4 times as many PERBists are currently viewing the “Escort” section than the “Massage” section. I don’t quite understand what market forces are at work here.
Personally speaking, from among the amazing range of Vancouver’s erotic services, massage spas seem the best value to me:
•They don't require prior arrangements but are available whenever the pooning mood strikes.
•They make SPs feel far safer and more protected than working alone, which translates into relatively relaxed and reliably satisfactory first encounters.
•Generally they provide a pleasant enough environment where standards of hygiene are high, with easily accessed showers before and after proceedings.
•Usually, the main worry at a massage spa is utter torment at having to choose among several lovely ladies.
•The total cost tends to be substantially less than what most independent escorts command (except for hit-or-miss ladies advertising on CL).
The majority of Vancouver massage girls are Asian. Now that I know the location of most AMPs—and have enjoyed the warm welcome a sober, respectful pooner receives there—a new problem has arisen: I can’t seem to pass any of them without an addictive craving to go in. I’m trying to limit myself to twice a week, but it’s hard; every time it feels great! At about twice a week, $.7—$$.4 each time, that’s a manageable 25 grand a year.
It’s like I’ve woken up to a whole new world of possibilities. When I think of the hurdles I often had to jump with female acquaintances—and the game-playing involved to get sex—it’s like utter magic now: I bathe and groom myself; pack my favorite condoms and lube; put about $$.5 in my back pocket; pick an AMP from my list and phone ahead from the car to let them expect me——and 20 minutes later my eager spelunking equipment gets to explore a sweet Asian lady’s mysterious cavernous depths...
Of course, the language barrier tends to inhibit conversations about major global issues (though I’ve also met some surprisingly educated Asian massage girls; e.g. an English literature grad!). But refined discussion isn’t exactly my priority at an AMP, and lack of it is usually more than compensated for by most Asian providers' emphatic courteousness, exquisite charm and unflinching cooperativeness. Quite a few, in my experience, are even willing and able to convey warm, gentle affection.
And yet—about 4 times as many PERBists are currently viewing the “Escort” section than the “Massage” section. I don’t quite understand what market forces are at work here.
