Good tip for hot massage lovers - Otima dica para quem gosta de massagistas quentes
Hello everybody! My message is for that people who like a "GOOD" massage! Last Friday, I was to know a house of massage called Sweet Dreams, that I found by internet.Well, the service, looks like a brazilian girls "masseurs". That delicious massage and the best, with the right to have "that" relax at final.But, not with brazilian girls, but the awesome japanese cute girls! The place is close to Roppongi, and I think that is a very good house of masseurs to know, since the girls and sure, the "optimum" service. Laugh.I let the address here to who wants to go: [url]http: //sweet-d. Kir. Jp/[/url]The site is in english, and the japanese masseurs girls also speak english and are too much helpful and sweety! That help me a lot, since I don't speak japanese.I think is good to check! That is my tip! And I hope that help and you like it, I am sure, that I had sweet dreams at Sweet Dreams![blue][Non-English text deleted by Admin][/blue][size=-2][b][u]EDITOR'S NOTE[/u]:[/b] [blue]This report was edited to [u]remove text not in English[/u]. While I encourage contributions from all members, the Forum is an English-only website. Please do not post reports in any language other than English unless accompanied by a full English translation.[i]Thanks![/i][/blue][/size]
Tokyo Trip Report - Part One
"Jelly roll, jelly rollSittin' on a fence,If you don't get itYou ain't got no sense."Excerpt from 'Hot Jelly Roll Blues'Words & Music by Armenter "Bo Carter" Chatmon- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Recently, I had the pleasure of visiting Tokyo for business. Because I lived & worked in The Big Pachinko and I had been away for several years, this was a homecoming for me.In preparation (above and beyond the intense business activities), I dusted-off my notes, sent e-mails, made phone calls, visited websites, and posted info requests on various corners of the Net.I have to emphasize: there is a lot more info available now than back in 1996 when I was a one-man wrecking crew posting to the World Sex Guide and alt.sex.prostitution.tokyo Still, some of the people posting on various corners of the Net seem to be struggling with the same issue that us pioneers were struggling with more than 10 years ago: limited gaijin access to shops. What I find surprising / amusing is that the newbies living in, or visiting, Tokyo somehow seem to think that they are the first to encounter such set-backs. It's not unlike when some people mistakenly thought that "Love In Vain" was a Rolling Stones original. More on that later in this series (Part Three).Day OneEarly evening, I found myself near Shinbashi and made my inaugural visit to Supergirls for some pre-dinner fun. In terms of venue categories, Supergirls is a Pink Salon. In that type of venue, the girls provide BBBJs in individual bar booths. In the past, I have also enjoyed some covered (off the menu) FS from select girls in some Pink Salons.Similar to other venues, including some Pink Salons, Supergirls' price structure depends upon the time of day. The shop opens at 3:00 p.m. and prices start at about Y6,000 and top-out at Y9,000 prior to closing. I didn't memorize the menu, but when I arrived, the price was Y8,000.Having patronized several Pink Salons in Tokyo in the past, I need to mention two things: Supergirls has lower-than-average ceilings and smaller-than-average booths. Also, I think management went over-board with the Supergirls theme because everything in the club, except the girls, seems to be painted blue. Everything!I was escorted to my booth and told that my assigned girl would arrive soon. I removed my shoes, stripped completely from the waist-down and waited. After about three minutes, Rio arrived. She is a semi-cute 20-something from the outer suburbs and I was her first gaijin. Needless to say, I was very nice and polite in order to leave Rio-chan with a positive impression of gaijin. Among other things, she was happy to learn that I speak Japanese and that I am familiar with her hometown region.After some brief chit-chat and caressing, Rio stripped completely and got down to customer service: a reasonably good BBBJ. Rio had trouble fitting anything beyond the first 30% in her mouth, but she applied some creative thinking and brought it all home. Rio has reasonably good technique and a nice affectionate flair to her BBBJs.Because the booths are small, at times Rio had to perform an acrobat-like balancing act where she placed one hand on the floor as she sucked, licked and stroked me (with her other hand) to completion.Q: Is Supergirls worth visiting?A: It depends upon how far you have to travel.Q: Will I repeat?A: Future schedules permitting, yes.If I lived in Tokyo, I would definitely drop by Supergirls as part of my commute.Directions to SupergirlsFrom JR Shinbashi Station, take the Hibiya exit. There you will find a large pedestrian square with several monitors displaying commercials. There is also a large antique steam engine on display (a replica of the first train in Japan that linked Shinbashi with Yokohama). If you don?t see the train, you?re not at the right exit. It?s not the exit crowded with taxis or the exit underneath a bridge.Once you?re in the large pedestrian square, Supergirls is easy to find. Toward the front of the steam engine, there is a pedestrian street (Shinbashi Naka Dori) that dead-ends into the street bordering the square.At the entrance of this street sits two buildings on either side: one with several green signs with white lettering ("Lake" in katagana) and a green sign on top of the building that says "Hono Bono Lake" in white hiragana & katagana; and the other building has a "Yen Shop" sign on top of it. There is also a Kirin City restaurant just a few feet down the street. Go down that pedestrian street. Supergirls is on the right side, about 50 to 75 yards.To give credit where credit is due, I used Archie Leach?s directions to find this shop and I have tweaked them ever so slightly.=====================After dinner, I taxied over to, and strolled through, Roppongi and soaked-in the atmosphere. All around Roppongi koseten the number of African male touts has exploded and it's out of control. My strategy: I tell them that unless they represent a Pink Salon, Fashion Health, Image Health, or a Soapland, don't bother, I don't need to pay to talk to girls at a Hostess Club (unless it features FS take out). For the ubiquitous Chinese female touts, my strategy is to wave them off with a smile as I say, "Xie xie." Some of them looked crushed and demoralized because I cracked their code. Others looked irritated.I eventually made my way to Motown. The bar wasn't crowded, but it is obvious that this remains a target-rich environment. Plenty of J-Girls to meet and various guys seemed to be making progress. This was a pure reconnaissance visit, so I didn't stay long.The only problem was the ear-splitting level at which Motown plays their music. WTF!?!?!?!?! Don't get me wrong, I have attended many concerts where the volume was much higher. However, I usually attend concerts to see the bands/hear music and not pick-up girls. My pick-up technique employs wit, charm and subtlety; and Motown's sound system takes that off the table for me.Day TwoAfter the conclusion of my meetings, I was scheduled to meet a J-Girl, Miho, whom I originally met through a FS Date Club of which I was a past member.That Date Club charged a Y10,000 one-time membership fee. Also, they charged for introductions: Y10,000 for one; Y25,000 for three; and Y50,000 for six. Sessions were Y30,000, paid directly to the girls, for a minimum of two hours.Many girls used this club for part-time work; and through it I met semon gako students, interior decorators, struggling artists and models as well as OLs trying to make extra money. One of the struggling models that I met strayed over into nude modeling, some AV work and the occasional appearance on risque last night TV shows.Other notable Date Club girls included: an insanely cute hard-body monster fuck spinner who worked full time at a nail salon; and an active/prolific very talented JAV actress.Many of the girls provided me with their cell numbers so that I could meet them again directly while avoiding the intro fee from the club. I enjoyed many repeat sessions with my favorite Date Club girls and developed a short list of about five.My Date Club was worth every single solitary yen. About 95% of my sessions were more than satisfactory. More than 50% were off the charts. That Date Club was so good, I stopped going to Yoshiwara.When I first met Miho-chan, she was a struggling artist trying to break into the Manga field. Tallish, graceful and slender, Miho had logged some time as a Race Queen and a model until her forced retirement at the age of 18 (to make room for younger girls). Miho was also very yasashii and fun to be with. Many times during our post-sex cuddling, we watched and discussed movies. She seemed to appreciate the arts.I had saved numerous phone numbers, but Miho was only one of three J-Girls who still had the same number since my departure from Tokyo. I contacted her from the US and we agree upon a date and time slot. The plan was to have a nice/romantic dinner and then go back to my hotel.As per our agreement, I phoned Miho's keitai (cell) at 5:05 pm. After several rings, rusuban (Voice Mail) kicked in. Left a message. For the next hour, I dialed at various random intervals. Nothing, just rusuban. This was a major bummer. I appeared to be getting stood up. Maybe it was intentional. Having been in this situation on several occasions in the US, my New York paranoia began to take hold.After one hour, I began to wade through my database for Plan B (as I continued to try to reach Miho). I narrowed the field down to two Outcall options and one Incall option. Eventually, I selected one of my old Incall favorites: The Madonna Group chain of Mansion Health Clubs. I had met numerous GFE-oriented cutie pies and stunners at their Roppongi (now closed) and Yoyogi shops. Besides, I needed walk-off the stress of my Miho-related profound disappointment.I called Madonna's (new) Gotanda shop, booked a 7:30 pm session and left my hotel at 6:45 pm (note the time) for the train to Gotanda. Eventually, after navigating the confusing maze of Gotanda in a chilling rain, I found Madonna.Their system is based on selection via pix at their reception desk. I picked Mika for one hour. Madonna Gotanda doesn't have its own rooms so they use a Love Hotel right across the hall in their building. Price: 60 minutes, Y17,000; selection via pic, Y1,000; Love Hotel, Y2,000. Total: Y20,000Mika arrives and she is chunkier than expected. Still, she seems nice. We when entered the shower, I discovered that Mika's enthusiasm and/or skills were well below what I had come to expect at Madonna. I met many cute and skillful J-Girls at Madonna in the past. Unfortunately, the shower was a leading indicator. Mika was mediocre at best. She was not good at BBBJ, Sumatta or Paizuri. I thought some 69 action would inspire her, but it didn't. Because her BJ technique was so awful, I urged her to switch to HJ service as we remained in the 69 position. I licked furiously as she tugged.When I was ready to come, I said, "Fera! Fera! Fera!" Mika switched back to BBBJ and finished me off with her mouth and right hand - she sucked in every drop.Q: Will I go back to Madonna?A: Future schedules permitting, maybe. I won't pick Mika.Madonna's website:[url]http://www.madonna.gr.jp/index.html[/url]All I could feel was crushing disappointment. My Date Club cutie pie was a no-show and my replacement session at Madonna Gotanda was way below par. After much anticipation, this trip was falling well short of expectations. So, I wandered the streets of Tokyo and eventually settled upon an Italian restaurant where the food was good and the wine list was okay.After several glasses of wine and dinner, I felt much better -- not perfect, but better. I wandered back to hotel at 10:00 p.m.; and as I exited the elevator, I muttered to myself, "What are the f'n' chances that Miho even left me an f'n' message?!?!?"As I walked up to my door, just below eye level I spotted a cute Post-It note, stationary typical of kawaii 20-something J-Girls, onto which was sadly scrawled: "Late - I'm sorry. Miho"Dang![size=-2][b][u]EDITOR'S NOTE[/u]:[/b] [blue]I would suggest that the author or another Forum Member consider posting a link to this report in the Reports of Distinction thread. Please [url=http://www.internationalsexguide.info/forum/announcement-reportsofdistinction.php?]Click Here[/url] for more information.[/blue][/size]