Captain Claudius
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i haven't posted any reviews in a while. for varrying reasons including lack of money, lack of time, but mostly cuz i stick with often reviewed ladies in order to insure the best bang for the buck. however, variety is the spice of life and for the past few days i've been craving some new blood.
the spa i frequent most is body and soul, but i recently tried IT and HFH and enjoyed my time emensely. so for my journey into the unknown i decided to stick (with what are reffered to on this board as the higher end spas) having never tried blue pearl i though 'why not double the mystery factor'. huge mistake! for those under the false impression that bp can be mentioned in the same sentence as IT and HFH, allow me to save you some money. it can't.
on to the review:
i went in without an appointment cuz all the women on the schedule looked great so i figured i couldn't go wrong. as madona said on will and grace: cut to me driving to downsview. i parked in the back and rang the bell, entered and was greeted by a pleasant woman who informend me a 30 min session would be $50. i gave her $60 and she told me the old 'i'll have the girl bring your change.' cut to the girl entering w/o change, little did i know that would be the least of my complaints.
mpa description:
5' 8"
125 lbs
small a cups with nice puffies
no tats or piercings i could see
i believe she told me her name was anna. but after inspecting the website i believe her real psudonym is vannessa. now this girl is very cute. smaller breasts than i like but they were a nice shape and really firm so i didn't fret too much.
her attitude however, was a different story. talk about scketchy. she sprayed the lotion bottle down with alcohol along with the sink and surrouding areas and turned the tap off with a towel.
the massage started with a some decent pressure. she used lotion instead of oil, and quite a bit of it. the massage itself was very basic. some rubbing teasing, and then, like 5 mins into it she hopped up on the table and did some grinding. i was soon asked to flip over and after a minute of teasing, she starts the release. she requested, several times, to be informed when i was about to blow. each time i told her ok, but seeing how we were only 10 (or 15 mins max.) into the session i wasn't anywhere close to this being an issue. during this time we were in a 69 and she allowed me almost free roam of the horizon which was nice. then she changed positions so that she was between my legs on the table. at this point she requests that i release myself. seriously! she just sat there playing with herself, and giving a little attention to my boys and the rest was up to me. when the moment of truth arrived she acted as if i had pulled a gun and jumped off the table and ran to the sink (while i'm still in the midst mind you.) cut to her handing me a alcohol soaked bunch of cleanex, after bunch of cleanex. and as i finnished with each wad of tissue she refused to touch it, prefurring to use yet another wad of cleanex to pick up the wad i had just used. much like the late howard hughes used to behave.
she then told me to lay on my front and she draped a hot towel over my back, which felt quite nice, but i was still reeling from the bizzare specticle i had just witnessed.
next she started calling me sir, and repeatedly telling me it was $80 for the body slide. when i asked if she had my $10 change from the room fee, she told me i should go asked the girl that showed me to the room. i gave her the $80 and walked to the front (not that i'm cheap, but after being so obviously ripped off it was a matter of pricipal). my schetchy mpa reappears and tells me she'll get it for me. cut to her making her final appearance with 5 2nies in her hand as she said to me:
'hey, it's better than nothing.'
quite wrong my dear. nothing would have been way better.
a few parting thoughts:
doesn't the 'body gel' in the bp shower smell a lot like genaric hand soap you find in any bathroom?
wasn't this place supposed to be in the top 3 spas in town?
unless expressly requested, isn't an mpa supposed to finnish the job.
if your toilet is blocked and you can't flush your money down it, you might want to check out blue pearl. other wise, to paraphrase the great al pacino: 'don't waste you mother f*cking time!'
t_dot
the spa i frequent most is body and soul, but i recently tried IT and HFH and enjoyed my time emensely. so for my journey into the unknown i decided to stick (with what are reffered to on this board as the higher end spas) having never tried blue pearl i though 'why not double the mystery factor'. huge mistake! for those under the false impression that bp can be mentioned in the same sentence as IT and HFH, allow me to save you some money. it can't.
on to the review:
i went in without an appointment cuz all the women on the schedule looked great so i figured i couldn't go wrong. as madona said on will and grace: cut to me driving to downsview. i parked in the back and rang the bell, entered and was greeted by a pleasant woman who informend me a 30 min session would be $50. i gave her $60 and she told me the old 'i'll have the girl bring your change.' cut to the girl entering w/o change, little did i know that would be the least of my complaints.
mpa description:
5' 8"
125 lbs
small a cups with nice puffies
no tats or piercings i could see
i believe she told me her name was anna. but after inspecting the website i believe her real psudonym is vannessa. now this girl is very cute. smaller breasts than i like but they were a nice shape and really firm so i didn't fret too much.
her attitude however, was a different story. talk about scketchy. she sprayed the lotion bottle down with alcohol along with the sink and surrouding areas and turned the tap off with a towel.
the massage started with a some decent pressure. she used lotion instead of oil, and quite a bit of it. the massage itself was very basic. some rubbing teasing, and then, like 5 mins into it she hopped up on the table and did some grinding. i was soon asked to flip over and after a minute of teasing, she starts the release. she requested, several times, to be informed when i was about to blow. each time i told her ok, but seeing how we were only 10 (or 15 mins max.) into the session i wasn't anywhere close to this being an issue. during this time we were in a 69 and she allowed me almost free roam of the horizon which was nice. then she changed positions so that she was between my legs on the table. at this point she requests that i release myself. seriously! she just sat there playing with herself, and giving a little attention to my boys and the rest was up to me. when the moment of truth arrived she acted as if i had pulled a gun and jumped off the table and ran to the sink (while i'm still in the midst mind you.) cut to her handing me a alcohol soaked bunch of cleanex, after bunch of cleanex. and as i finnished with each wad of tissue she refused to touch it, prefurring to use yet another wad of cleanex to pick up the wad i had just used. much like the late howard hughes used to behave.
she then told me to lay on my front and she draped a hot towel over my back, which felt quite nice, but i was still reeling from the bizzare specticle i had just witnessed.
next she started calling me sir, and repeatedly telling me it was $80 for the body slide. when i asked if she had my $10 change from the room fee, she told me i should go asked the girl that showed me to the room. i gave her the $80 and walked to the front (not that i'm cheap, but after being so obviously ripped off it was a matter of pricipal). my schetchy mpa reappears and tells me she'll get it for me. cut to her making her final appearance with 5 2nies in her hand as she said to me:
'hey, it's better than nothing.'
quite wrong my dear. nothing would have been way better.
a few parting thoughts:
doesn't the 'body gel' in the bp shower smell a lot like genaric hand soap you find in any bathroom?
wasn't this place supposed to be in the top 3 spas in town?
unless expressly requested, isn't an mpa supposed to finnish the job.
if your toilet is blocked and you can't flush your money down it, you might want to check out blue pearl. other wise, to paraphrase the great al pacino: 'don't waste you mother f*cking time!'
t_dot