Taipei

[Amazake]

"Monger is torn between health vs pleasure. ".

In all honesty and all sincerity, (I mean, as much as a monger can be trusted) I went to Wanhua in need of a legit massage, first and foremost.

But, no matter how good he might be, I certainly am not giving a dude the honor and privilege, which some of these places offer. Nor do I want a lady taking Centrum Senior Plus Silver Multivitamins giving me her last breath on this blessed earth, massaging me.

Of course, as any bonafide monger would do, I did preview the alleys, nooks and crannies for working girls, just to see what I stand to lose in this therapeutic obligation to the health of my body. And, it was a slow night, the regular mediocrity. Thank God, nothing really outstanding to sabotage my intention.

So, then, every bit as diligently, and as meticulously, as I hunt and scour those streets hunting for suitable bedmates, I set upon an odyssey to find a healthy balance between a kick-ass body dismantling and healing massage, with a masseuse that in some way fulfills my gnawing hunger for healing therapeutic's talent, along with sweetness and beauty.

Now, boys, let's face it, that's a pretty tall order, and, if she could do all that, and, cook, too, I would propose marriage on the spot.

And, I searched the legit spas that are most obvious on Sansui Street, Guangzhou, and Huaxi, and just could not commit, or was haunted by past memories of the spas inability to deliver the "Dual Threat / Daily Double" of a kickass massage, and good looks, at the very least, and the remote possibility of a handjob and the further farther remote possibility of a short romp as an unexpected dessert after a good meal.

After striking out at all the above places, I hit that Huaxi Mall covered walk-through Arcade where they have so many Viet manicure / pedicure shops, massage shops, snake meat, sex-toy shops, clothing stores, restaurants. It is a nice mall. Had manicures / pedicures there very often until they cut and filed my fingers and toes so brutally that I developed swollen fingers and infections on my fingers and toes.

Anyway, just to make a short story long, a youngish good looking massage store manager caught my attention. They want your business as much as a bear wants food after a winter's hibernation. She talked me up pretty good, (basically begged) and I gawked her up even better.

The monger in need of a therapeutic was intrigued and we got a little flirty. I told her my needs, that I have frozen-muscles and needed a good thaw, and I want a gal who can walk, dance, jump, trot, and perform as a ballerina on my back and every other body part. She told me she had a master-masseuse, best in the business, a true professional, and a money back guarantee. (I'll sell you some swamp-land in Hualien if you believe the money back guarantee part).

Anyways, I agreed, and believed her 110% because she was convincing and sold me. But, she said I have to wait. Made me comfortable and gave me tea.

Of course, in the meantime, the old monger, the Scrooge, the demon, The Grinch, started to churn the wheels of immoral thoughts feverishly. Because, although I fully believed the hot looking manager, that her employee could deliver the goods on a great massage, the question still remained, at what cost to my mongering pride and hunger for feminine sensuality? Putting it quite simply, I'm sure she can massage, but, what does she look / act like? Because, if pure mechanics was all that massage requires, I could just purchase me a mechanical massage chair.

The thought came to me to fake a seizure or a heart attack or some other dire emergency and do a monger bolt, hit the nearby alleys, forget about my tree-stump aching neck, grab one of my regulars and impale her good and proper, and that might release my tension short and sweet, far better than a long drawn out massage.

But, the desperate monger, having been in this conundrum prior, went to Plan be. Pulled aside the good looking manager, and with typical monger audacity and lack of any sophistication whatsoever, after waiting a good ten minutes and fantasizing about the cute young massage girl just finishing up her rice and side dishes for dinner, I blurt out, "give me her. ".

The owner was shocked. She said that the master was about ready for me. And in my mind, the mere title "master" implies great age and wisdom. Neither of which I wanted tonight.

I further protested that I can't wait any longer, I am late and this little sweetie will do me fine. She retorted that I am making a huge mistake because the young girl is at best, an amateur. I fought back that I will teach her and as long as she can keep her balance and walk on my body, she will be great.

Of course, the cute girl is delighting in this battle. Here I am, a stranger, fighting for her, Classic good against evil, the generous customer verses her oppressive boss.

It all ended when the boss / manager shouted out to me in no uncertain terms, "You can't have her! And, with that shocking blast, disintegrated my hopes and fantasies; my fate sealed.

Well, it's time to see what's behind door number 3. And, it wasn't the shiny red convertible. More like a station wagon from from a 1950's used car lot. Every bit as I had suspected.

I made one more plea, monger-style, "she is too heavy, and might fall on me and hurt me. Please, give me the tiny cute Tinkerbell! I think I was almost in tears at this point. And, Tinkerbell lit up like a firefly with my last gasp efforts to win her. But, the madame told me that the master is ready and to be careful climbing the stairs. My fate was upon me.

Got upstairs, stripped down and got ready for my therapeutic with the master, who also happens to be a granny.

Well, once realizing that this is my fate and there will always be tomorrow, after the granny loosens me up and I become a well-tuned machine to make up for this travesty on another night, I surrendered.

And the master was indeed a master. She worked me hard. No escaping it. She was everything she was promised to be, and more. Those Centrum Silver Senior Vitamins obviously work. I should take them myself.

And, lo and behold, after tenderizing every muscle, she showed me mercy in the end. I asked her to tenderize that stiffness between my legs that she missed. The granny giggled. Closed the curtain to avoid the surveillance camera, oiled me up, as she was laughing silly, whacked, squeezed, tickled, cupped, stroked the shaft to completion, and sent me to the showers. There was a comfort not really experienced so often in years of mongering prior. This strong grandma took such delight in this little escapade, seemingly, and she gave it great matronly attention.

85 minutes great legit massage, 1 k. Followed by a 5 minute merciful HJ, by a surprisingly wonderfully flattered granny, for another half of the legit rate. Honestly speaking, I decided on the tip, which she considered generous. She probably would have drained me for free. But, nobody likes a cheap foreigner. We need to maintain our dignity as generous visitors who are always welcomed back.

(Incidentally, I call her a granny, but in all likelihood, I probably surpassed her in years on this earth).

All in all, it really was a good night. I have gone on a rather long run of massages recently after exercising beyond my capacity. Enough of the over-exercising and enough of the legit / semi-legit massages, as I will get back to some old time rock and roll with these ladies.

Thank you for your patience, your attention, and for hanging out with me here. God Bless you all, be safe, and enjoy the wonderful Christmas Season, celebrated so well in Taiwan.

[Amazake]

"Monger is torn between health vs pleasure. ".

In all honesty and all sincerity, (I mean, as much as a monger can be trusted) I went to Wanhua in need of a legit massage, first and foremost.

But, no matter how good he might be, I certainly am not giving a dude the honor and privilege, which some of these places offer. Nor do I want a lady taking Centrum Senior Plus Silver Multivitamins giving me her last breath on this blessed earth, massaging me.

Of course, as any bonafide monger would do, I did preview the alleys, nooks and crannies for working girls, just to see what I stand to lose in this therapeutic obligation to the health of my body. And, it was a slow night, the regular mediocrity. Thank God, nothing really outstanding to sabotage my intention.

So, then, every bit as diligently, and as meticulously, as I hunt and scour those streets hunting for suitable bedmates, I set upon an odyssey to find a healthy balance between a kick-ass body dismantling and healing massage, with a masseuse that in some way fulfills my gnawing hunger for healing therapeutic's talent, along with sweetness and beauty.

Now, boys, let's face it, that's a pretty tall order, and, if she could do all that, and, cook, too, I would propose marriage on the spot.

And, I searched the legit spas that are most obvious on Sansui Street, Guangzhou, and Huaxi, and just could not commit, or was haunted by past memories of the spas inability to deliver the "Dual Threat / Daily Double" of a kickass massage, and good looks, at the very least, and the remote possibility of a handjob and the further farther remote possibility of a short romp as an unexpected dessert after a good meal.

After striking out at all the above places, I hit that Huaxi Mall covered walk-through Arcade where they have so many Viet manicure / pedicure shops, massage shops, snake meat, sex-toy shops, clothing stores, restaurants. It is a nice mall. Had manicures / pedicures there very often until they cut and filed my fingers and toes so brutally that I developed swollen fingers and infections on my fingers and toes.

Anyway, just to make a short story long, a youngish good looking massage store manager caught my attention. They want your business as much as a bear wants food after a winter's hibernation. She talked me up pretty good, (basically begged) and I gawked her up even better.

The monger in need of a therapeutic was intrigued and we got a little flirty. I told her my needs, that I have frozen-muscles and needed a good thaw, and I want a gal who can walk, dance, jump, trot, and perform as a ballerina on my back and every other body part. She told me she had a master-masseuse, best in the business, a true professional, and a money back guarantee. (I'll sell you some swamp-land in Hualien if you believe the money back guarantee part).

Anyways, I agreed, and believed her 110% because she was convincing and sold me. But, she said I have to wait. Made me comfortable and gave me tea.

Of course, in the meantime, the old monger, the Scrooge, the demon, The Grinch, started to churn the wheels of immoral thoughts feverishly. Because, although I fully believed the hot looking manager, that her employee could deliver the goods on a great massage, the question still remained, at what cost to my mongering pride and hunger for feminine sensuality? Putting it quite simply, I'm sure she can massage, but, what does she look / act like? Because, if pure mechanics was all that massage requires, I could just purchase me a mechanical massage chair.

The thought came to me to fake a seizure or a heart attack or some other dire emergency and do a monger bolt, hit the nearby alleys, forget about my tree-stump aching neck, grab one of my regulars and impale her good and proper, and that might release my tension short and sweet, far better than a long drawn out massage.

But, the desperate monger, having been in this conundrum prior, went to Plan be. Pulled aside the good looking manager, and with typical monger audacity and lack of any sophistication whatsoever, after waiting a good ten minutes and fantasizing about the cute young massage girl just finishing up her rice and side dishes for dinner, I blurt out, "give me her. ".

The owner was shocked. She said that the master was about ready for me. And in my mind, the mere title "master" implies great age and wisdom. Neither of which I wanted tonight.

I further protested that I can't wait any longer, I am late and this little sweetie will do me fine. She retorted that I am making a huge mistake because the young girl is at best, an amateur. I fought back that I will teach her and as long as she can keep her balance and walk on my body, she will be great.

Of course, the cute girl is delighting in this battle. Here I am, a stranger, fighting for her, Classic good against evil, the generous customer verses her oppressive boss.

It all ended when the boss / manager shouted out to me in no uncertain terms, "You can't have her! And, with that shocking blast, disintegrated my hopes and fantasies; my fate sealed.

Well, it's time to see what's behind door number 3. And, it wasn't the shiny red convertible. More like a station wagon from from a 1950's used car lot. Every bit as I had suspected.

I made one more plea, monger-style, "she is too heavy, and might fall on me and hurt me. Please, give me the tiny cute Tinkerbell! I think I was almost in tears at this point. And, Tinkerbell lit up like a firefly with my last gasp efforts to win her. But, the madame told me that the master is ready and to be careful climbing the stairs. My fate was upon me.

Got upstairs, stripped down and got ready for my therapeutic with the master, who also happens to be a granny.

Well, once realizing that this is my fate and there will always be tomorrow, after the granny loosens me up and I become a well-tuned machine to make up for this travesty on another night, I surrendered.

And the master was indeed a master. She worked me hard. No escaping it. She was everything she was promised to be, and more. Those Centrum Silver Senior Vitamins obviously work. I should take them myself.

And, lo and behold, after tenderizing every muscle, she showed me mercy in the end. I asked her to tenderize that stiffness between my legs that she missed. The granny giggled. Closed the curtain to avoid the surveillance camera, oiled me up, as she was laughing silly, whacked, squeezed, tickled, cupped, stroked the shaft to completion, and sent me to the showers. There was a comfort not really experienced so often in years of mongering prior. This strong grandma took such delight in this little escapade, seemingly, and she gave it great matronly attention.

85 minutes great legit massage, 1 k. Followed by a 5 minute merciful HJ, by a surprisingly wonderfully flattered granny, for another half of the legit rate. Honestly speaking, I decided on the tip, which she considered generous. She probably would have drained me for free. But, nobody likes a cheap foreigner. We need to maintain our dignity as generous visitors who are always welcomed back.

(Incidentally, I call her a granny, but in all likelihood, I probably surpassed her in years on this earth).

All in all, it really was a good night. I have gone on a rather long run of massages recently after exercising beyond my capacity. Enough of the over-exercising and enough of the legit / semi-legit massages, as I will get back to some old time rock and roll with these ladies.

Thank you for your patience, your attention, and for hanging out with me here. God Bless you all, be safe, and enjoy the wonderful Christmas Season, celebrated so well in Taiwan.

[AsiaFever]

At at feng-624 he posts a bunch of videos all look good.

Yeah that looks Longshan area, Amazake's hunting ground.

[Scruffman]

Link to video? Or name of it?

At at feng-624 he posts a bunch of videos all look good.

[AsiaFever]

Watched a video on Taipei, it was in like a flea market and stores and had many ladies standing around, it was in Chinese so I couldn't understand it, anybody know where this might be? I live in NY and there's been a flood of Chinese working girls. It is so great. I go to this new Chinatown, in Flushing and. Why. First of all there are so many Chinese restaurants there that are delicious. Favorite Peking duck. Then I walk around and choose one they are literally just standing around. Prices start at 40 for initial massage then 40 to 60 for HJ, BJ. It's like a vacation Day! Any thoughts on why Asian / Chinese is so relaxing and interesting.

Link to video? Or name of it?

[Scruffman]

Watched a video on Taipei, it was in like a flea market and stores and had many ladies standing around, it was in Chinese so I couldn't understand it, anybody know where this might be? I live in NY and there's been a flood of Chinese working girls. It is so great. I go to this new Chinatown, in Flushing and. Why. First of all there are so many Chinese restaurants there that are delicious. Favorite Peking duck. Then I walk around and choose one they are literally just standing around. Prices start at 40 for initial massage then 40 to 60 for HJ, BJ. It's like a vacation Day! Any thoughts on why Asian / Chinese is so relaxing and interesting.

[Amazake]

Several times I headed west from Bangka Park across the Xiyuan Road / Guangzhou Street intersection to check out the Huaxi Night Market area. On each visit there was an approximately 50 year old lady standing on the southwest side of the crossing who I nicknamed "Smiley". Big teeth, big smile, big body, and a knee-length dress and support stockings covering her big legs.

She would always beckon me to come with her by tightly grabbing my arm and would not take no as an answer. I would have to use my fingers to pry her strong hands off my arms as I walked away.

Her visual sales pitch was a right index finger poking her closed left hand indicating intercourse and tongue slurping sounds indicating a blow job.

I had seen several somewhat attractive older hookers leading old men up stairs to their lairs, and curiosity got the best of me. $1,000 was a cheap enough price and I had already convinced myself that the service would be terrible, so I figured I had little to lose and was excited to try out a new environment. As Smiley probably doesn't get a lot of customers, I hoped that she would take good care of me. Her persistence wore me down, so I finally agreed to her sales pitch.

As we walked to her building she held my arm tightly. Not like a boyfriend / girlfriend embrace but rather like a police officer leading a potentially fleeing criminal to the squad car. We boarded an elevator to the 6th floor and it opened to a mysterious KTV setup.

A white shirted man lead us to a videoke room with a long curved fake leather couch, then brought a tea pot and two cups. Once the door was locked and the money paid, she sat me down on the couch and immediately began tugging at my belt and unzipping my cargo shorts. She reached into her purse for a bottle of lubricant and set it on the table. Surprisingly, she started sucking without slapping on a condom.

I've had hundreds of blow jobs in my life, but what followed was easily the most amazing one I've ever had. As I began to grow, she stopped and sprayed my cock with lubricant, then started jerking the lower 2/3rd of my cock with her hand while doing a fast swirly sucking motion with her mouth on the upper 1/3rd.

After getting sufficiently hard, I motioned that I was ready for intercourse. Instead of stopping for a condom and laying the couch, she stands up, pulls down her stockings, turns away from me and begins to lower her ass toward my belly, intending to push my penis inside her pussy without a condom.

My previous Chinese providers had extreme phobias about sperm and bare penile contact, so I was extremely shocked by her allowing me to go bareback. But I am a 100% condom-usage guy for intercourse, so I motioned to her to just continue the BJ.

Normally when I get close to exploding, the girl eases up and lets the ooze shoot into the back of her throat. But not this lady. As I got ready to shoot, she kept swirling and sucking at the same rapid rate while continuing to hand-jerk my shaft.

The result was the most amazing oral climax of my life, as her fast mouth and tongue titillated every penile nerve ending. My pelvis shuddered, my legs were shaking, and my brain was convulsing as I exploded into her mouth for around 10 seconds. She just kept sucking away until I indicated she could stop, with no gag reflex. I expected her to spit it onto the floor, but she ended up swallowing every drop.

It took at least 30 seconds to gather my wits and start to recover from the world class BJ. While I was basking in the glow, she immediately pulled up her undergarments, applied fresh lipstick, and yanked me to my feet.

Over the next three days I seriously contemplated taking another streetwalker but could not stop thinking about that blow job. So on my last day in town, I found her again so I could determine whether my response was due to her technique or because of the titillation that comes from doing it in a new place.

Same time of day, same gal, same room, same result.

I have no plans to revisit Taipei but if I do, I'm definitely coming back to find Smiley. I'm sure she'll be working that corner for another 15 years until she qualifies for an old age pension.

"Incredible Review!

Thank you for that incredible monger's journey through Wanhua.

Your "Smiley" escapades takes the cake.

Yeah, some of those grannies are battle-tested, fearless working girls. They literally laugh at the thought of any scared crybaby wimp putting on latex. They seem to relish mixing fluids with any man (possibly woman, also) sneering at the notion that viruses and parasites have any triumph over their invulnerably potent immune systems, fortified over many decades from absorbing and integrating semen into their systems from the human species (hopefully no other species lower in the food chain) from all four corners of this earth.

I salute these grannies. Unfortunately, I lack their braggadocious, cavalier, almost mocking-of-the-weak-and-frail mortals attitude.

But, you described granny sex perfectly. No frills, no waiting, pull down your knickers, whip junior out, suck the flaccid old boy to full erection, pull up the skirt, drop her drawers, and back the old truck in and smash it.

The whole act done with such precision, seamlessly, after thousands of performances day and night, through the passage of time.

Accolades to you for swinging her big fat granny ass around and encouraging her to show off her repertoire of oral prowess.

I mean I'm not into grannies, but, I will look for her.

It is interesting how amazingly intuitionally it all works in Huaxi. I have been there quite a bit, and seldom do grannies approach me. We cross paths, but I guess my look of "unthinkable," just repels them.

But, don't get me wrong, I have a few there that really light my fire. A few are really well kept, do it gladly for 1 k and display many fine traits of their younger years that remain present, enough to inspire you that she is everything she once was.

Anyway, so appreciate your vivid review of your time in Wanhua and Huaxi.

In many ways, it inspires me to appreciate the Huaxi experience more. These ladies are relics from a time long ago when Huaxi was a vibrant monger's' paradise.

However, you were savvy enough to make a deal and hold her to it. Because, that area is also fraught with scams, mostly when they spot a neophyte.

Anyway, thanks a bunch for taking the time to give us a great review that remains in the archives for posterity.

Good luck in your travels and hope you find your way back here real soon.

[Keen Eye Joe 1]

Several times I headed west from Bangka Park across the Xiyuan Road / Guangzhou Street intersection to check out the Huaxi Night Market area. On each visit there was an approximately 50 year old lady standing on the southwest side of the crossing who I nicknamed "Smiley". Big teeth, big smile, big body, and a knee-length dress and support stockings covering her big legs.

She would always beckon me to come with her by tightly grabbing my arm and would not take no as an answer. I would have to use my fingers to pry her strong hands off my arms as I walked away.

Her visual sales pitch was a right index finger poking her closed left hand indicating intercourse and tongue slurping sounds indicating a blow job.

I had seen several somewhat attractive older hookers leading old men up stairs to their lairs, and curiosity got the best of me. $1,000 was a cheap enough price and I had already convinced myself that the service would be terrible, so I figured I had little to lose and was excited to try out a new environment. As Smiley probably doesn't get a lot of customers, I hoped that she would take good care of me. Her persistence wore me down, so I finally agreed to her sales pitch.

As we walked to her building she held my arm tightly. Not like a boyfriend / girlfriend embrace but rather like a police officer leading a potentially fleeing criminal to the squad car. We boarded an elevator to the 6th floor and it opened to a mysterious KTV setup.

A white shirted man lead us to a videoke room with a long curved fake leather couch, then brought a tea pot and two cups. Once the door was locked and the money paid, she sat me down on the couch and immediately began tugging at my belt and unzipping my cargo shorts. She reached into her purse for a bottle of lubricant and set it on the table. Surprisingly, she started sucking without slapping on a condom.

I've had hundreds of blow jobs in my life, but what followed was easily the most amazing one I've ever had. As I began to grow, she stopped and sprayed my cock with lubricant, then started jerking the lower 2/3rd of my cock with her hand while doing a fast swirly sucking motion with her mouth on the upper 1/3rd.

After getting sufficiently hard, I motioned that I was ready for intercourse. Instead of stopping for a condom and laying the couch, she stands up, pulls down her stockings, turns away from me and begins to lower her ass toward my belly, intending to push my penis inside her pussy without a condom.

My previous Chinese providers had extreme phobias about sperm and bare penile contact, so I was extremely shocked by her allowing me to go bareback. But I am a 100% condom-usage guy for intercourse, so I motioned to her to just continue the BJ.

Normally when I get close to exploding, the girl eases up and lets the ooze shoot into the back of her throat. But not this lady. As I got ready to shoot, she kept swirling and sucking at the same rapid rate while continuing to hand-jerk my shaft.

The result was the most amazing oral climax of my life, as her fast mouth and tongue titillated every penile nerve ending. My pelvis shuddered, my legs were shaking, and my brain was convulsing as I exploded into her mouth for around 10 seconds. She just kept sucking away until I indicated she could stop, with no gag reflex. I expected her to spit it onto the floor, but she ended up swallowing every drop.

It took at least 30 seconds to gather my wits and start to recover from the world class BJ. While I was basking in the glow, she immediately pulled up her undergarments, applied fresh lipstick, and yanked me to my feet.

Over the next three days I seriously contemplated taking another streetwalker but could not stop thinking about that blow job. So on my last day in town, I found her again so I could determine whether my response was due to her technique or because of the titillation that comes from doing it in a new place.

Same time of day, same gal, same room, same result.

I have no plans to revisit Taipei but if I do, I'm definitely coming back to find Smiley. I'm sure she'll be working that corner for another 15 years until she qualifies for an old age pension.

[Keen Eye Joe 1]

I recently completed a 9 night stay in Taipei. Many thanks to Amazake and other contributors who posted on the Wanhua streetwalker area around the Longshan Temple. After 2 days of traversing the surroundings, everything you all wrote made perfect sense and allowed me to enjoy what the area has to offer, albeit in a limited way due to language barriers.

I am a 60-something year-old northern European-looking Caucasian who has a preference for older women, which I realize is a bit unusual and clouds my perceptions a bit. I'm more into attitude and performance than looks and age, and finding a GFE provider is golden to me.

My Taipei trip was a touristy one, and mongering was low on my to-do list. This is because I've had paid relations with around 15 Chinese women on previous visits to Hong Kong, Kuala Lumpur, and Singapore and found that on average, Chinese hookers are horrible providers compared to other Southeast Asian women. No emotional comfort, no passion, no GFE; it's all mechanical and on her terms. So I had few illusions about having my needs met and was prepared to be disappointed, but I wanted to learn more about the local offerings.

Longshan Temple area quality is lacking but the quantity is bountiful. During the late afternoon and early evening I would estimate there were upwards of 50 women available for service. No one should go there expecting to find stunners or cut-rate prices, but it's nice to have somewhat affordable and easy to find options.

I've mentally divided the area around Longshan Temple into three areas.

Area #1 is Xichang Street between Guangzhou Street and Guilan Road, which is home to a little night market hosting mainly sales of second-hand crap. 10-20 streetwalkers are out there from late morning until around 10 pm. It's a nice mixture of fairly young and attractive girls with a few senior-citizen-aged hags. They are very passive and rely on the customer to initiate contact. There are no stunners there, but every day I saw a few relatively cute and young ones I would rank in the 5 to 6 category. When I approached two of them, each would hold up two fingers, indicating $2,000 or around $65 USD. Not a horrible deal in a well-developed country like Taiwan, but I was leery of not being able to define the terms of the deal due to language restrictions, so I passed.

Area #2 is the confines of Bangka Park, across the street from Longshan Temple. It houses the Longshan MRT station, which makes it super easy to visit the area from anywhere in the city. It's the daytime home of a rather large indigent and elderly population but also sees a fair number of 30-45 year-old Chinese pavement-standers outfitted in mini dresses, heels, flesh-colored stockings, and plenty of cosmetics. Several look quite appealing from a distance and are somewhat approachable and receptive to foreigners. To my eyes they are not a bad deal at $1,000 or around $32 USD. I ended up taking one to a nearby short-time hotel room ($300) which was actually quite clean and had a TV which played both Asian and Western porn. Service level was about what I had expected for a low-priced and low energy cum dump.

Area #3 is along both Guangzhou Street and Xiyuan Road to the immediate west of the temple and Bangka Park, heading toward the Huaxi Street night market. No young ones in this area, mainly 45-70 year olds who appear to cater to the horny grandpas. Some look nice and dress stylishly for their age but most are plain and getting ready to apply for old age pensions. All were foreigner-friendly but were definitely the most aggressive streetwalkers I've ever encountered, with several strongly grabbing my arm and pulling hard to get me to follow them into an upstairs spider's web.

Amazingly, the price among all the older ladies I talked to in areas 2 and 3 was $1,000, regardless of looks. For a 35 year-old looker, it is a pretty good deal. For a senior citizen with vericose veins, a freebie is still too expensive.

I did take one woman from this area, and it ended up being a quite memorable experience. Tale to follow.

[Pandora614]

I tried to visit Minquan blue and it looks to be shut down. However from a google search another poster said there's a shop in red to the right. I checked it out and I would have to say it was one of the cleanest spots I've been to. 1300 for the door. The girl wanted 2 k for HJ I tried to negotiate and get more based off my visits to Taichung and she offer 1 k for a HJ. I declined due to principle alone. Back in Taichung half service cost me 2 k at the shop I go to and 3 k for the full deal. I ended up leaving and going to the place across the street (south side) almost opposite of the McDonald's. 1400 for 70 min. I ended up just getting a HJ and when finished I asked her about the tip and she said it was up to me. I seemed to like this place a lot more due to the tipping amount.

Also funny story. While at the first place (north side). The cops came in and I wasn't sure what to do. The girl told me to put my clothes on and an officer came and checked the rooms. I just told them I was here for a massage and was from the USA.

[Amazake]

Had a semi-weird experience in one of those Kangding pseudo-massage pull-you-in joints between Guilin and Guangzhou.

I toured and scoured the area looking for a needle in a haystack, and I found absolutely nothing worth the price.

But, I did see a tall thin youngish Mainlander at the above mentioned location. She was pretty enough to catch my attention and promised me the improbable deal of a full one hour massage and a handy, no full service, for a very modest 1 k.

And, that is really too good to be true, and I figured, what to lose; let me see how far I could hold her to it. Because, she did quote that. And, I made her repeat the time and price multiple times, because we all know that I ain't getting that package. But, let's see where this goes, and how close we can keep this deal.

I seldom see many guys walk into those places. Honestly speaking, no girls look very busy anywhere. And, Mengxia Park (Bangka Park) across from the Longshan Temple, seems to be the new home for the overspill of "mediocrity" from the XiChang Market.

Really and honestly speaking, her massage started out great on my back for about 14 minutes. I needed it. Could this be real? I mean, a very decent legit soothing-me-to-the-point-of-sleep massage.

But, I was abruptly awakened and insinuated to not get too comfortable, by her fanning the fire of the erogenous zones way too early, playing flirty and asking me to flip over. (that old trick-of-the-trade probably dates back to the bordellos in the early Roman Empire).

Now, this is the point where the customer is supposed to become desperate and fold to the "new far less attractive deal" dictated by her and accepted by your overly-excited erect member below, who overrules your brain, your sense of fair play, and rational judgment.

I looked her straight in the eyes and said that I wanted my hour like she promised and asked if she is a liar?

She was taken aback, nervously smiled, (possibly felt embarrassed? If that indeed is an emotion some of these girls still possess) and allowed me roaming privileges as she caressed me, which aroused her own enjoyment to the point where time was forgotten for a while, and we both were enjoying each other's company, with mutual touching and caressing, which I dare say is the way it is supposed to be.

Suddenly, she realized that time was drifting and she reached for her phone that was on silent mode, and realized that her boss called her about 17 times. She showed me the missed calls.

Self-survival, fight-or-flight mode set in for her, and rightfully so. (I, too, once had a boss to answer to. It's no picnic, for sure. So, although quite dismayed, I understood. The party was over.).

She then became frantic, panicked, nervous and one-pointedly and ferociously impatient with me, and let me know that it was now or never, at about 48 minutes into the whole ordeal. She then wanted more money, close to double, to complete, which I refused, but gave her more. (she didn't get paid anything yet, so she still had to play ball fairly).

From all the foreplay, I was ready to burst, anyway. So, although I might have appeared like a cool Vegas dealer, I was desperate and raging inside.

So, we finished the deed in grand fashion as she had promised. She left abruptly to make her cell-call, throwing me a few baby-ass-wipes to clean myself up with.

But, I left her as a worried girl, having to face her boss and her, not getting double the 1 k which made her feel less than successful at her usual extortion scheme.

I felt terribly rushed at the end, with her wanting to get the job done and get me out of there, without even affording me afterwards bathroom urination and cleanup privileges. But, I insisted, as she rolled her eyes impatiently.

But, the beginning and middle portions were delightful, decent massage, with lovely mutual playfulness.

I usually never, ever go to those girl-at-the-door, pull me in by persuasion encounters, but she was lovely to look at, and by far the best and only lady I would mix with that night, with the alternative of going home seriously backed-up.

As fate would have it, after this ordeal, a few meters down the alley, I saw a lovely Thai. But, I was in no mood for another round. My emotions were a bit frayed.

I would like to find an hour session with a good massage, followed by relaxed sensual touch for around 1. 5, in lieu of these 20 minute rushed full service packages. If anyone is aware of such, please chime in.

Thank you. End of story. Thank you for your patience.

[Analyzer123]

Does nuru massage exist in Taipei?

I am also curious if the earwax cleaning places offer extras.

I haven't been back to Taiwan since minquan blue got shut down.

Nopes, no real Nuru massage anywhere in Taipei. Don't be fooled by the "Thai wash" places advertised on JKF or some spas like bird spa way down south. They will have a "water-bed" inflatable mattress and write dance erotic stuff in the ad. However, I haven't found a single girl here who know how to properly do Nuru. They just like in your back fully naked for a few seconds, press their tits and think that's Nuru.

Go to Macau, Thailand, Netherlands for a proper Nuru. Don't know about Japan or Korea. Most places there are too xenophobic.

[AsiaFever]

Could someone here do me a huge favor. Can someone tell me if this KTV offers any "extra services. ".

I allowed my Thai girl to work in Taiwan for 2 weeks. She was in need of money and her friend had told her that it was easy money and didn't involve any sex work. The friend had only worked at this KTV only once and did not recall the location for me to look up beforehand. I come to find out it's located in Wanhua and in an area that is very questionable. After working there, she assured me that nothing sexual goes on. That it's strictly entertaining. I'm not disregarding what she's saying but I also don't want to be blinded and in denial. The KTV is located in Sanshui St Ln. 106. It's located on the second alley West of Bangka Park on Sanshui St. The sign of the business is blue and name of the business is

Good luck dating a KTV girl. You'll never really know what happened there.

[HoboWithin]

Does nuru massage exist in Taipei?

I am also curious if the earwax cleaning places offer extras.

I haven't been back to Taiwan since minquan blue got shut down.

[Amazake]

Could someone here do me a huge favor. Can someone tell me if this KTV offers any "extra services. ".

I allowed my Thai girl to work in Taiwan for 2 weeks. She was in need of money and her friend had told her that it was easy money and didn't involve any sex work. The friend had only worked at this KTV only once and did not recall the location for me to look up beforehand. I come to find out it's located in Wanhua and in an area that is very questionable. After working there, she assured me that nothing sexual goes on. That it's strictly entertaining. I'm not disregarding what she's saying but I also don't want to be blinded and in denial. The KTV is located in Sanshui St Ln. 106. It's located on the second alley West of Bangka Park on Sanshui St. The sign of the business is blue and name of the business is

In my experience, it depends on the girl. Of course, this area is reserved to enjoy yourself fully, including extras. But, in the Huaxi Market tea houses, and KTV rooms, where your girl is, many men, old-timers, go to sponge-up as much alcohol as their bodies allow before passing out, screaming and wailing-out love ballads, eating and partying with a girl by their side serving them. That does occur there. That is why they are not shut down or under constant attack, like the brothels down the street in the XiChang / Kangding Market. Because, the KTV's are social clubs and a vital part in the tradition and fabric of older men's lives in that area.

I know older men that go there for the social aspect. And, there are men that go to the tea houses for a good time singing, drinking and extras, also.

I knew a pretty young lady that sang and entertained with older men partying, and that is all she did there. No extras. So, she worked the streets in another area when she wanted to make extra money with extras.

Because many of these party rooms are closely monitored, with videos, and the owners don't want any type of nudity in the rooms, and they burst in from time to time.

I knew a Viet girl who gave me extras in other areas, but when in the KTV rooms, served me tea and talked only and suddenly became a celibate nun.

So, keep in touch with your girl, and hopefully your relationship is strong enough to trust her. It is very possible that she is avoiding extras. Good luck, my friend.