Na Na is a No No.
Well, as it turns out, I had the itch. Long time lurker and occasional monger.
Saki at Asian-Star had a difficult schedule for my availability & I didn't text fast enough to get to June before she went out for an afternoon stroll.
OK, so Playful Escorts. Get the lineup and Na Na is available and works with my day - should have been an omen.
Enter the familiar location, I believe this is where I did some of my first higher-end massages when I first started in NYC. Hit the elevator and got summoned to the floor. MMS was lovely, kind, old and small, just how she is supposed to look. Takes me to meet Na Na.
Having an itch greater than reason, I proceed. She is 5'1"ish, average body, and a horrible C/D boob job. The ones that look ok until after you pay. Just from some angles they looked so... odd? The next bad sign, no English. This is not always a problem if you have a lady that has energy, but this one seemed miles away, like she missed Korea.
So a little flirty fun and my optimism is always too much so. We hit the shower and toast the green Soju, then watch it go down the drain. Ok TS with some body sliding, but no attention paid to the darkest regions (which I like and would love to know a situation like this where a lady would bring toys to the table.)
I shot every ask at her with my words, body language and the like. Nothing- that tube of toothpaste was just sitting on the counter taunting me (never had a girl toothpaste up my downtown, but was so curious from some of the other reviews). A little P2P was as good as it got despite my fingers going places and guiding her head down. Well 69 is off the table now (as if she cares...).
Back to the room for a weak mouth on the head BJ (average size) and some making out. No tongue or movement of the lips, it was like kissing a sex doll (any sex doll brothels yet, could work out better?). OK, well lets just get to working out two pops and I can call it a day. Well, it always feels good to fuck. She was not insanely tight which I was grateful for, had control.
Looking at the clock and realizing just how much she dragged out the session... I flipped her into miss and finished in the bag. She seemed surprised, but I needed 10 minutes to recover for the 2nd. I keep saying two pops as I am finishing and hold up 2 fingers after we are done hoping her limited English would be aware of the standard industry terms and practices (ugh...).
We cuddle and listen to K-Pop. She brushes junior on occasion, but he is dead and wise to the next act, unlike me. Off to the stand-up and as soon as the warm water hits the little guy... BOOM, back to life great! Well, she does an excellent job cleaning him, and again, doesn't seem to understand what putting her hand on it and stroking it means. FUCK. Just get me out of here. Well to add insult to injury, I am leaving the room 15 minutes early.
Greeted by MMS. She seems to be truly interested in how my time was. I tell her not so good. No ass play, just one pop. overall mediocre at best. Not what I expect for this price range. Could have hit a row of 220 places downtown for one pop with a more interesting lady - hell, could have just taken the half for 200 and it would have felt ok instead of WTF. MMS, after 5 minutes of talking to her checks the records and tells me she only shorted me 10, so MMS was counting our customer service session, which was a better fucking than I got from Nana, as part of the time.
But wait, not all was lost - I am handed a frequent customer card! Cant make this shit up. If I 'come' 12 times, it seems I get a prize. Wow, I say to MMS, a free 13th session? No, you spend 3600 here and I will give you 100 off your 13th session. I almost lost it. Is this a joke? This will totally come out of my wallet by accident when I am at Starbucks. Well, lesson learned. Pick your target based on reviews and stick to what you want. I know I should have been more pushy with MMS, and really make her hear me, but this is not a regular event for me as it seems to be for others. My knowledge, thanks to the boards is good, but the chops are not. I was on a mission to get something, and it was something.