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ERage

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I have always found the concept of the "Asian" massage parlor intriguing. How can a place listed in the yellow pages offering “full service, deep tissue massage – special requests granted” stay in business when this establishment obviously is implying illegal services. Is it that the government doesn’t care? Do they just look the other way? Do they receive kickbacks?

I thought I’d do a little social investigating to discover what I can about the illusive Asian massage parlor.

The dry desert air sears my nose and parches the back of my throat as I step out of the conditioned and perfumed casino. I make eye contact with the taxi attendant who immediately asks if I need a cab.

“Yes, a cab for 1,” I reply.

He immediately flags over a sedan and asks where I am headed. I fumble for the right words, and simply reply that I intend to just sight see for a while and that I would work it out with the cabbie. The attendant nods, and opens the door for me as I tip him a dollar.

As the cab door shuts behind me I quickly scan the inside of the cab. Not the cleanest cab in the world but not filthy either. If this is an insight to the cabbie’s persona, he might be the perfect person to guide me on my afternoon quest.

“Where to?” The cabbie asks in an unidentifiable accent.

“Just head down the strip.” I reply.

He confirmed, turned on the meter and drove off, barely missing tourists and other cabs in our way.

I decided to open the line of communication.

“So where are you originally from, your accent sounds Jamaican?”

“No, I am from Ethiopia, but many tourists think my accent is Jamaican. I do not know why. I have never been to Jamaica so I would not know.”

“Where what would you like to see in Las Vegas today?” The cabbie asked.

“I would like to find some place that offers massages.” I told him.

“The casino you just left does massage, most hotels here have a spa.” He said.

“I would like to try a stand alone place, maybe one of the Asian spas.” I replied.

“I know a good place, I will take you there.” He said suggestively as he quickly made a left turn.

This cabbie knew exactly what I was looking for even without me providing specific details. Was I that easy to read? Or, rather, is this kind of thing so common that the cabbies don’t think twice about it. Do the cabbies get a kickback from the recommended spa for bringing business their way?

I wondered these things and many others as the cab whisked me away into the unknown world that I was now headed into.
 
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The cab turned down a road that seemed to have many businesses on it not much unlike what you would expect to see in a small town or suburban area. Strip malls seemed to line the streets to no end.

The cabbie pulled into a small parking lot which had 3 businesses.

“Here we are.” He said.

I paid and tipped the cabbie and he drove off. I turned and looked at the buildings. An asian food store, Laundromat, and spa were all adjoined in a strip.

“The Lotus Spa.” I read off of the sign. I took a deep breath and began to walk towards the door. I had come too far already to back out now.

I pushed open the door which caused a bell to jingle. A heavy scent of jasmine incense filled my nose.

I looked around and could not see much. I was in a small, dimly lit hallway with a low ceiling. A couple of sketches of Asian characters were hung on the walls.

The hallway led me into a room with a couch, small table, and a couple of small house plants. There was also a small desk with no attendant.

I immediately felt out of place and began to question ever coming here. That was soon to change.
 
So yeah, cabbies really do know exactly what you are talking about. You have to realize they get these requests daily, haha...

One of our brokers is a very large man, prolly about 6'4 but also very fat too. He frequents these parlors cause in his words "I know I cant get laid cause I am not a handsome guy so why waste the money trying". For some reason I kinda see his point cause he is not a good looking guy and I could see it being very hard for him to pick up women.
 
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A short, middle aged woman began to walk down a different hallway than the one that I entered through. She appeared to be a very typical looking Asian/American woman except that she was dressed in a garment that resembled a kimono but was tailored quite different.

“Hello, Hello! Welcome to Lotus Spa. What can we do for you today?”

“I am interested in a massage.” I replied.

“40 dollar 30 minutes, 60 dollar 1 hour” She said without offering any other details.

I was unsure of how the money would work but it began to become clear to me. I opted for the full hour and paid the woman.

She said, “You can call me Mama-san. Sit there on couch and I have a girl come out to get you soon.”

I sat down on the couch which was quite comfortable. I briefly wondered how many people like me had sat on this very spot and if they were as nervous as I was.
 
If this thread doesn't end with detailed description of illicit sex I will do something terrible to you Erage.
 
My wife works in a very nice spa that does proper massage, and they've had to throw a few people out for thinking they'd get a happy ending.
 
tre said:
My wife works in a very nice spa that does proper massage, and they've had to throw a few people out for thinking they'd get a happy ending.
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Your title makes this post particularly funny.
 
BeeRad said:
So yeah, cabbies really do know exactly what you are talking about. You have to realize they get these requests daily, haha...
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This is true in every damn city you go to. Keep in mind that most of them get kickbacks to direct you to a specific shop, so the cabbie himself is a good measurement of what to expect. You are guaranteed to go to a place that he himself has been serviced. If you wouldn't touch him, you don't want to be touched by the same hands that gave him 'full release'.
 
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