Another adventure to report on -- this time, Asian Massage located on Somerset near Preston, in the back of Linda's Hair design (see ad in Sun under Registered Massage). Strange set up, I walked in to 2 people getting their hair cut, a woman getting a manicure, and people waiting in chairs. Strange indeed. Linda walks around with a cordless headset barking orders (and is pretty cute too - no massage though). Paid for the massage up front, came to 48.50 $ for the 45 minute session. May be the strangest price ever paid for a massage. Anyways, both attendants were busy, so I was told to have a seat and wait with the others. Interesting times. Watched the haircuts and mancures for a while. Finally, Linda told me to go to the back. Two attendants sitting out in the open, waiting. Kim, older, maybe 40-ish, not my style, (unattractive to me), and Chantal, 20-something, cute, slightly chubby, curvy. Obvious choice to me. Into the tiny room we go. Dark, not the cleanest, but nice enough. Towels are bit threadbare, massage table is a bit creaky. Not sure what the other room looks like. Chantal is very nice, good conversation, turns out she has worked other places, I think she mentioned Angels Touch, and the new place on George in the market (which she confirmed 100% was legit, no extras, sorry boys). Anyways her massage was nice, fairly deep, and relaxing. This is where the story takes a turn for the worse. Upon my turn over, she begins the finish, and mentions that a tip is appreciated. Nice i thought, not pushy, not rude. Unfortunately, the finish was rough! Yes, rough. The beginning was gentle enough, but man, the more I got into it, the harder she gripped, and the harder she pumped. I thought it was going to be torn right off! And, to add to the agony, with her other hand, she was forcefully "massaging" my boys by rubbing them hard and pushing them up half way into my stomach! Ouch. I told her in a nice way to take it easy, and she listened for about 10 seconds, then right back to the torture session. I pleaded with her for a few more times, but was literally writhing in pain. Finally, I sat up to protect the boys, and had to tell her exactly how to finish, and how a jack-hammer was not necessary. I hope I saved some of you boys future pain and agony. As I type this, I have a callus on Mr. Not-so-happy. No joke, I have been rubbed raw. So boys, take your chances! Anyone else ever have such a bad experience with the finish? Would love to hear some stories. Or some positives from this place.......





