Bucaramanga

[Jbj64]

I'm searching a good chica friendly place to stay 10 days. I hate noise and now that I'm 60 I need to sleep well. Location is super important for good mood, and I'm looking for your recommendation.

3rd time in Colombia, first time in this city. I would like to pay less than 115 USD per night.

At Chicamocha they have a nice suite for 280 K, which seems like a great deal. https://be.synxis.com/?_gl=1*1l5nycj...IDALST&rooms=1.

I could get the Hampton by Hilton using Hilton points, but it doesn't look so good.

The Dann Carlton has good reviews too, and it is in Cabacera. The Superior King room doesn't look as good as the Chicamocha suite, and at a cost of 100 USD it is more expensive.

All hints are welcome!

I stayed at the tryp a few years ago, had a girls come over no problem.

[Arthur62]

I'm searching a good chica friendly place to stay 10 days. I hate noise and now that I'm 60 I need to sleep well. Location is super important for good mood, and I'm looking for your recommendation.

3rd time in Colombia, first time in this city. I would like to pay less than 115 USD per night.

At Chicamocha they have a nice suite for 280 K, which seems like a great deal. https://be.synxis.com/?_gl=1*1l5nycj...IDALST&rooms=1.

I could get the Hampton by Hilton using Hilton points, but it doesn't look so good.

The Dann Carlton has good reviews too, and it is in Cabacera. The Superior King room doesn't look as good as the Chicamocha suite, and at a cost of 100 USD it is more expensive.

All hints are welcome!

[John Clayton]

Okay, it isn't the Santa Marta thread, but here is the rundown.

In summary, I was unable to get a meal without some kind of hassle...

Awesome report, thanks for putting all that effort into writing it. I didn't have any bad experiences last fall; however, the food, in general, was a disappointment. I said it tells you everything you need to know that in Colombia every third restaurant is "Mexican"; whereas, in Mexico there isn't a single Colombian restaurant.

[Eszpresszo]

Diitp that, bore us please.

The Tall Man.

Okay, it isn't the Santa Marta thread, but here is the rundown.

In summary, I was unable to get a meal without some kind of hassle. Had a fiasco at the bus station when a woman hustled me to a cafe the moment I stepped off the bus. Served me hot chocolate instead of coffee, made a big fuss about me using their toilet, then their was a hassle about me handing them a 50 k note as I had no change.

Made it to my Airbnb, which was real nice as far as furnishings but it was incredibly as motorists and the motos in Santa Marta habitually honk their horn for no reason, so it was incredibly noisy. Really, I have observed motorcyclists on a empty block in Santa Marta just beeping their horn for no obvious reason. It seems like a nervous compulsion. Santa Marta does not look like anyplace in Colombia that I've visited. It reminds me of the Dominican Republic. The people look like Dominicans, with a lot of black blood in the mix, which I guess is the predictable result of being on the Caribbean. But the women were not attractive, despite what you would think would happen with this kind of exotic mix. They don't smile like Colombianos. I sense they weren't a happy bunch. However, they do try and hustle you a bit, this being a tourist town. There were more beggars there and dubious characters trying to get your attention.

But, back to the fundamental problem: eating. If you have trouble getting a decent meal, the rest of your day isn't going to go well. I went looking for lunch after my unfortunate breakfast. Plenty of restaurants nearby, but I couldn't get waited on in one place and went to another. I got served but the waitress was short with me, and went on her break after serving me. When I went to pay my tab, the cashier rang up the cost of my entree but after the transaction was done made a fuss about the fact that it didn't include the Coca Cola I had and I had to pony up some more change. Like it's my job to know what my total is? After an unimpressive stroll around the city center (it is actually much nicer at night). I went back to my flat and looked for poon online. Mileroticos is the go-to resource in Santa Marta as Photoprepagos doesn't have much to offer. Prices were distinctly higher than Bucaramanga. Found a girl with good reviews on Don Colombia and sent her a zap requesting an appointment for the next morning. She pushed it back to noon. Party girl, I guess who couldn't get up early. Watch these types. I have had problems with these types in Rio, too: girls who stand you up, because they can't get up early. A real pro with a work ethic, appreciates a guy who books an early appointment, because that leaves the rest of the day for other appointments, and at the least they have cash in hand at the beginning of the day. But, this girl was not one of those. Anyways, she worked out of a hotel in Rodadero, which was great as I would have enjoyed laying next to the beach and enjoyed a post-coital glow with a drink in hand.

Took a nice nap and went out that evening in the city center, which is superficially nice. Two attempts to get dinner went disastrously, one place serving me some meat that was clearly spoiled. The waitress just shrugged when I complained. Then an attempt to get a sausage on a bun went awry when the counter girl insisting on putting all kinds of junk on top of it (canned corn, string potatoes, cheese sauce) despite my protests. I had a minor meltdown and get a giant frozen daiquiri at an adjacent stand. At least they got that right. I got a bit crunked walking around with that in my hand and cruised Parque de Los Novios. Now, let me be clear here, that Parque de Los Novios is not a RLD or a place where you will see obvious prostitutres. What you will occasionally see is some young women sitting on benches engaging you with eyes and giving you a knowing grin, a pat on the bench to indicate you need to sit with them and talk business. Saw maybe one attractive woman doing that, but I had an appointment the next morning and I was not in the right mood, drinking a daiquri on an empty stomach. Went back to my Airbnb and slept. Got up the next morning, went to find some grub. Seems like many of those nice coffee shops I saw the day before were not yet open. Found a place that was near empty. There were no breakfast pastrys available, just savory pastels and empanadas. Counter girl was short with me and didn't seem to be happy to see me despite the cafe being empty (which should have been a red flag) The coffee was from a Nescafe machine. I paid the woman and waited for my change and only got a weird look from her. It was only a small amount but it was really presumptuous to think you could just keep the change and give your customer an ugly look.

Headed to the beach at Rodadero, where my appointment was at a hotel nearby. Pinged her on zap to reconfirm out 11 am appointment. Didn't hear back and ended up walking around the area, which was full of touristy shops. I didn't have high hopes about the appointment as I have learned from experience. Finally decided to get something to eat as it was lunchtime. Saw a cafe with locals sitting there (usually a good sign in a tourist haven) but it turns out the were just enjoying beverages and soon left. I ordered the lasagna they had advertised, sipped my Coke in the now empty cafe and in good time got my slice of lasagna in front of me. I grabbed my knife and fork, and stabbed at the lasagna only to have the utensils hit something hard. I touched the lasagna and realized it was frozen solid just under the surface. I complained to the waitress who took it back to the kitchen angrily, but she never returned. I left some change for the coke and left. Found a busy cafe nearby, sat on the patio and ordered of the lunch menu, and got a predictable, bland meal. There was a fence about four feet high to keep beggars at bay, but still one of them extended a paper plate over the rail in front of face, like I needed to scoop my food onto it. I looked at the bun and could see he wasn't that skinny. Just a bum hanging around a beach resort begging for scraps to get by on. I managed to eat half of the plate, paid and left. Went to the beach and got a seat in one of their cubicle type cabana spaces (can't explain it, you'd need to see it). I got a beer from a vendor and looked out for eye candy. To my disappointment, there were few hotties on the beach. How could that be? In most Colombian towns, the streets are full of women I'd like to see in a swimsuit. That wasn't the case here. Mostly older women and an occasional MILF type. Mostly families. Finally got a response from the prepago, over two hours after our appointment. I asked if she was ready, and didn't get a response. I sent hear a Zap message with my location, which was very close to the hotel. She shot back with a question mark. I knew then this girl was pretty dense. How can a prepago not know what that is? I responded with a Ciao and ordered a few more beers which did not help my mood. How could I be sitting on a Caribbean beach with a beer in my hand and be in a bad mood? This was totally wrong. I reckoned it was the wrong place. I can't a decent meal or a prepago with a brain or some sense of schedule. So, I caught a cab back to my Airbnb, canceled the remaining nights of my stay, which was allowed for a partial refund but drew an incredulous response when I said I needed to return home (which was true, but not for another week). Packed my bag, got a bus ticket on a late night bus (a hassle since it was not possible online, and required a cab to the bus station and back. There was no Uber service in Santa Marta at that time. I later found out there is domestic ride share called Didi, instead). Bought some snacks to eat as I didn't want to take another crack at a restaurant. Arrived in Bucaramanga the next morning, at its oddly configured bus station with a few food courts. I walked to one spot which had previously served me a nice lunch special, sat down, ordered breakfast. And I ate my first decent, hassle free meal in days. And I was glad to be back in Bucaramanga. The rest of my stay was flawless.

[The Tall Man]

Ah, come on! Bore us.

Diitp that, bore us please.

The Tall Man.

[John Clayton]

... Caught a bus to Santa Marta that night, and ran into problems from the moment I stepped off the bus and a woman hustled me into a cafe in the bus station. That's when the trouble began, but I won't bore you with it...

Ah, come on! Bore us.

[RickAmbrose198]

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[Eszpresszo]

Came back to Bucaramanga after a disastrous short visit to Santa Marta. I may do a TR on that place, which has plenty of prepagos avaiable (despite what has been said in the past). But, I enjoyed Bucaramanga so much during my previous visit, I decided to come back at least to enjoy a decent meal (which was elusive in Santa Marta). When I was preparing to leave Bucaramange earlier on the Monday of this week, I hadn't taken into consideration that May 1 was a holiday, until I heard the sound of a political rally near my Airbnb apartment, which disrupted an unusually quiet Monday morning. Now one thing I have learned is that escorts love a day off as much as anyone. I had already sent out a few Whatsapp messages to other casas the cita in Bucaramanga, and none showed having been read. Then I realized why. I did get a few responses from some escorts I had queried, but I went to Crepes and Waffles at the nearby Metromall Centro to eat late breakfast / brunch and decide afterwards who to poke. It didn't open till noon and it took forever to get served so it was well past one when I finally paid the tab and left. I had spent way too much time in Bucaramanga with my nose in Don Colombia gleaning whatever info I could get. I did figure out what the current, popular casas are with the locals, and none of them are on the map / list that we currently have for Bucaramanga. Note that Don Colombia prohibits the posting of the addresses of the poon palaces, and you are required to do your own inquiries via Whatsapp for the exact location. The casa held in the highest esteem is a place called La Ceiba, which instructed me to go to a specific location of a chain supermarket in a certain neighborhood and then call them for the exact address. I located the supermarket, which was walking distance from where I am staying but it seemed way too cryptic instructions for me to deal with at the moment.

I did spot a girl named Camila on Photopregagos who had a good review on Don Colombia and listed her local as the neighborhood I was staying on (San Alonso). I pinged her believing her zap was private, but got a response from someone explaining she wasn't available today. A brothel of course. I was sent photos of two different girls, but neither looked appealing and I passed. I reached out to the Prepagos who responded but got no more responses. I guess they decided to call it a holiday. Caught a bus to Santa Marta that night, and ran into problems from the moment I stepped off the bus and a woman hustled me into a cafe in the bus station. That's when the trouble began, but I won't bore you with it.

By the next afternoon, I had enough of Santa Marta after being served a piece of lasagna that was still frozen solid and hustled by an aggressive massage therapist while sitting in my cabana at the beach. Canceled the remaining 4 days of my AirBnB and caught a bus back to Bucaramanga, as I knew where I could find polite service and edible food in an ordinary restaurant.

I had reserved a cheap studio near the neighborhood of La Isla, named after a nearby downmarket, multilevel shopping mall of the same name. Took a nap and woke up with a hard-on. Decided to reach back out to see if Camila was available via zap and indeed she was. Whoever was manning the zap gave me the address and instructions to advise when I was nearby. Turns out the place was easy walking distance from my prior AirBnb flat. I took an Uber there, as I was across town and arrived in time for my appointment. It was on the corner and there was ample foot traffic at 4:00 PM. I didn't want to be observed loading in front of a brothel so I walked to the opposite corner and sent a zap advising of my arrival. At that moment, a late middle aged local arrived at the front door, knocked on the door, just as another middle aged guy arrived behind him (note to you kids: Prostitution is for mature men, not young men. If you are well under 50, you need to find a girlfriend) Another piece of advice for grown men: avoid rush hour traffic at brothels. As the door opened and the two locals walked in and I stepped in behind them, much to the surprise of the curvy 20-something MILF who opened the door. Turns out she was boss at the moment though I would have definitely poked her plump ass, as her but cheeks were hanging out the back off of her cutoffs. She took the local guys to separate rooms, walked behind a curtain and called out to the girls to come make their presentation. Afterwards she came out, sized me up and asked me if I was there was for Camila. Indeed, I was and she sent me to an empty room (see attached photos). It was spacious with high ceilings, with light spilling in through blue curtains and a small attached bathroom. In a moment, Camila popped in, a cute but not beautiful woman with an nice set of MILF curves for a woman who appeared to be in her mid-20's. She had a pleasant smile and wore a green tank top dress that barely covered her ass. I paid her 90 for the hour plus an extra 20 for the BBBJ. These things tend to on a cafeteria plan in Bucarmanga: bareback BJ 20 extra, CIM 50 extra. Sometimes anal but off limits with Camila. She disappeared with the cash as it routine while I went to undress. I was directed to the bathroom to wash my hands, but I took a quick shower while she watched with obvious approval. As ZZ Top pointed out long ago, the girls go crazy for a sharp-dressed man, but prostitutes really prefer a clean and odor free man, since they work with undressed men.

So off we went to the races, and she pulled off the green dress to reveal her luscious naked body. She loved the attention to her ass, and breasts, but would not kiss me on the lips despite my freshly brushed mouth. Disappointing. She didn't at all mind me eating her cooze either, but didn't like having he rosebud licked. Too bad. When it came down to my turn, the BBBJ was very short before she went reaching for the condom. Okay, have it your way. At least her cooze was snug for a woman with a bit of obvious baby damage. Blew my nuts and rested a bit though she offered me another shower. I asked to rest but instead of the nornal pillow talk she disappeared out the door in a towel. When she came back, she appeared to have showered elsewhere. Still, no post coital snuggling. She seemed ready for me to leave. I was a bit disappointed, but not too much. I planned to visit Veronica later on at La Mansion and I knew what to expect there. Part of trying different girls is to gain a better appreciation for those who know how to take care of their customer. As cute as Camila was, I couldn't recommend her. However the place is located at CL. 16,30-64 in San Alonso. If you find girls advertised in Photoprepagos or Mileroticos with a place in San Alonso, there's a good chance that will be your ultimate destination. I queried other girls in the area, and they work there as well. As Camila opened the bedroom door, she gave the requisite look around the corner, and called out to let any girls know a client was exiting. One girl didn't get the memo; a tiny, cute but heavily tattooed young thing standing naked in the hall holding a towel. Our eyes made contact and she gave me a huge grin as well as a loud yelp as she only partially covered herself with the towel and disappeared behind the curtain. I liked the look in her eyes and would like to check her out next time.

Note that 90 k ns out (70 k for 30 minutes) is the standard now for many prepagos as well as girls working in the casas, even if the ads state 80 k. This is not a gringo ripoff in this instance, as there was a recent thread on Don Colombia about the rise of prices amid much grumbling by the locals of Bucamaranga. Inflation hurts everyone, everywhere.

The next evening I went to Mucho Burger, where I had previously dined (see my prior TR) and the cool, young manager of the place eagerly greeted me with a big grin and an enthusiastic fist bump. I am guessing his delivery guy came back and reported that the gringo had sent the food delivery to a casa the cita, where he had to give the delivery to a very tall, slim and white puta in lacy black lingerie.

Spent the next day doing the tourism thing and pinged Veronica to confirm if would be available the next day. She said yes and she was looking forward to my return. I made her an appointment for this afternoon at an upmarket cafe and asked me to bring her a delicous "postre", preferably limon or arequipe. Grabbed her a large limon tart of sorts, which was packaged in a nice box grabbed a taxi to Brenda's and was ushered in by a 30 ish, muscular and tattooed but friendly dude with shoulder length hair. I guess he was the rock star of pimps. I asked for Veronica and was immediately reunited with her along with her sweet present in hand. We got a different room this time (see first photo), paid the same 90 k (but here the BBBJ was standard service and more involved) and immediately caught up with chit chat and what went wrong in Santa Marta. As before, she set the standard for girls in Bucaramanga in regards to trying to please the client. After a pleasant romp. We had some nice pillow talk, discussion of this city as my possible, impending retirement destination which got me offers of help in finding a house and setting up a household. She also indicated we could go out to eat at nice restaurants and cafes together. See, you feed the woman what she craves a few times and your options increase. But, in the end, you will probably still need to pay something.

[Eszpresszo]

After reading positive reviews of Brenda's Mansion (La Mansion de Brenda) on Don Colombia, I decided to give it a go. With prices for prepagos so cheap here in Bucaramanga (median price is 80 k) looking for inexpensive retail sex is not the obvious thing for me. But, I hadn't been in a Colombian casa de Cita since last February.

Found the place on Google Maps. It's listed as La Mansion de Brenda and no it is not a mansion or anything like the mansion you might see on the internet profiles. They never post their address on the internet, nor on their Twitter or Facebook profiles. But, technically it's address is CL. 64 #8-10 Barrio LOS Alemdros Real de Minas (that's the delivery address, at least), just to the left of the restaurant on the corner.

I had my Uber drop me off, nearby and walked to the place, which is on a busy thoroughfare on the edge of a nice, upmarket neighborhood of high rises. There is no number on the building, either, just a white iron fence with a tarp of sorts obscuring anything beyond it. I found no buzzer outside nor saw any inside the fence, but called out a few times, at which point a chunky, late middle-aged woman appeared. She unlocked the gate, which was locked from insired with a large padlock. Uff. I don't like being locked into anywhere. She didn't introduce herself, though I guess she could be the "Brenda" as such a person has posted comments in Don Colombia. She just directed me inside to a small room, with stuffed animals hangling from the ceiling and plastic furniture fit for a patio. Really. It looked like a teenage girl's room. She stepped behind a curtain and called the girl for the presentation. They came out one by one, in greatly varying degress of attractiveness. They were 8 or 9 in total, with half being quite attractive and the other half quite Unattractive. They were all in heels and lingerie. But, I have never been in a casa with such a strong divergence in looks. At least it was easier to chose a girl and I chose Victoria, a tall, slim, white woman with long black hair, probably about 30 or so. She seemed to be the oldest. I normally prefer darker women, but I needed to mix it up a bit. And when I say she was white, she was so white, I could see the blue veins in her underarms once I got her onsey lingerie off.

Now, a bit about the ethnic makeup of Bucaramanga. It's the whitest city I've visited in Colombia. While the majority of the population do look Latina, the mestizo look that is dominant in other parts of the Andean nations is not very strong here. Furthermore, there is a large number of very white people here who look like they arrived from a middle American suburb. That's how white they look. The younger ones like to wear novelty tees with slogans in English. Plus, they are lots T-shirts for Metallica, Iron Maiden et al.

So, this pretty woman, Veronica, took me upstairs to a small, though not tiny room overlooking the street. There was an odd size bed there that was smaller than a double bed, but larger than a twin. I had yet to encounter it anywhere in the world yet. She commented about the heat (it was very humid which made it feel warmer than it was) and turned on a wall mounted fan and asked me how long I wanted. And hour of course, 80 k. She then offered me a shower. In fact, I did need a shower and we headed down a short hall, both of us naked to a bathroom, where there was nothing but cold water (which is normal here). She offered me some shower gel in my hand and gave herself a handful as she sat on the toilet while I showered. I must say, there is something really cute about a girl when she is sitting on the toilet, peeing. After she got off the toilet, I jumped out of the shower while she jumped in. There was one towel between us, and I dried myself a bit while she told that handful of shower gel and scrubbed her busy. I gave the remaining dry half of the towel to use and we headed back to the room.

To her credit, she knew how to get things rolling: embracing and kissing lightly while we were still standing and I could get a good feel of things, literally her private parts. She eventually jumped on the bed, on all fours to reveal her winking pink anus and her lovely pussy lips. They looked very suckable and so I did. She didn't mind her anus being sucked, either. After about 10 minutes of that, she flipped over on her back and let me finish her off. I let rest a bit, before I let her get to work on me. To her credit, she went down on me without looking for a condom. BBBJ Bingo! Things are really looking better here in Colombia, since my earlier visits. She even gave my balls a catbath. After a while she grabbed the condom I brought (always bring your own quality rubbers. In Latin America they are inevitably cheap junk condoms too small for guys like me.) Sjloaded it and jumped on top. Prostitutes inevitably start in this position, though most men don't quickly come in this position. Do they know that? After a while she asked if we could change (they inevitably get tired with me) and I let her get back in doggie position. I usually can't last too long doing doggie on a fine girl like that, but it's nothing to complain about.

I still had time left so we snuggled a bit for some pillow talk. I mentioned I was retired and looking for places to live in South America, and liked Bucaramanga. Her eyes lit up and she indicated I would need a girlfriend if I settled here. That has happened in Brazil with every sub-300 reais GP from Fortaleza to Sao Paulo (not so much for the high end girls). All "escorts" are looking for an exit, at some point. Not my idea of domestic bliss, but its something I can always leverage. We exchanged Zap numbers and I indicated I was hungry for a burger. She directed me to a place in the commercial center where I could find some good eats. I left and walked around a while and indeed encountered a nice burger joint, "Mucho Burger" that was open and serving (many restaurants were still closed at 4 PM). Shot her a zap of what I was eating, "La Tejana" and she shot back that she was hungry, as well so I had the waiter delivery her a burger (shot her a zap photo of the menu) and a large bottle of Coke. (she picked the most over-the-top burger on the menu). This might seem a strange thing, to have a burger delivered to a prostitute. But, a word from the wise here. When you feed a woman, you fulfill her primary need. The psychological impact of this is not to be underestimated. I actually read a book on this by a female anthropologist ("Sexual Choice" by Heather Remoff). And if you want to repeat with a special girl, it's always good to be memorable. Trust me, it pays in the end in terms of service and new options. It took a while for the burger to get to Brenda's. But, she sent me a zap telling me how good it was. And she was a skinny girl, so I guess she could have been hungry.

[Eszpresszo]

Good man! Finally some advice I could punt on! I hit Brenda's earlier today and now I'm headed off to L'champagne Club. Will do a report later.

Repeated the three places (Cl39#19-39, Cr24#88-21, La Mansion de Brenda) that was successful during the last trip in Sep'22.

La Mansion de Brenda: 70 k / HR, BBBJ included. The location in the ISG map is wrong. Just search for 'LA MANSION DE BRENDA' in google maps. It looks residential and is on a busy street. No bell / timbre. You have to put your hand through the gate and toggle the gate lock to create some sound and they come to open.

Cl103#21-83: Found this place by accident. 120/ HR massage+sex. 4 chicas rating 7/10. Name: Nata Orozco Spa aka Magic Sense Spa. WhatsApp: 313xxxx873. They have a branch nearby.

Cr18#54-83: I got this address from a taxi driver. Please check.

Things were slow during the Christmas-new year time.

[Abombu235]

Sweet skinny girl with low rates 65 k / HR includes room. + 15 k BBBJ good hygiene, no CIM.

Face 7.

Chest b cup slight sag.

Ass small a little loose.

The rest of her body is very tight flat stomach.

The thing that stands out is her personality if you treat her well.

I stared with 1 hour at her chosen residence had a good time and a few days later 5 hour date including dinner and a nicer residence. Sorry don't member the play by play.

She does lots of extras that I haven't taken yet. Included in WhatsApp first response I told her to clean up that post some though.

Hard No's deep kiss, car date, anal, BBFS, CIM.

If this seems like an add I don't normally write reviews and she has been very slow I still talk to her periodically.

https://co.mileroticos.com/escorts/buscar-3012585610/

[Tom Dick 69]

Repeated the three places (Cl39#19-39, Cr24#88-21, La Mansion de Brenda) that was successful during the last trip in Sep'22.

La Mansion de Brenda: 70 k / HR, BBBJ included. The location in the ISG map is wrong. Just search for 'LA MANSION DE BRENDA' in google maps. It looks residential and is on a busy street. No bell / timbre. You have to put your hand through the gate and toggle the gate lock to create some sound and they come to open.

Cl103#21-83: Found this place by accident. 120/ HR massage+sex. 4 chicas rating 7/10. Name: Nata Orozco Spa aka Magic Sense Spa. WhatsApp: 313xxxx873. They have a branch nearby.

Cr18#54-83: I got this address from a taxi driver. Please check.

Things were slow during the Christmas-new year time.

[SexyWolf]

Thank you for this work!

For the places below, anything before colon is I got from ISG, and anything after colon is my contribution.

[Tom Dick 69]

What's with some guys predilection for handjobs? I just don't get it. Why bother going to a place and paying for the one thing you can do for yourself!? Without even leaving your room!

I think you meant predilection for massage+HJ. These places are good for just massage alone. The massages at massage+HJ places are for longer duration and cheaper than at massage+sex places.

HJ is the secondary benefit after massage.

[SouthEaster]

What's with some guys predilection for handjobs? I just don't get it. Why bother going to a place and paying for the one thing you can do for yourself!? Without even leaving your room!