Since the start of 2009, I have tried out different spas. I was searching for variety. You can say I was bored with the MP scene and KTVs were a bit pricey.

So far fhis year, I have tried out 713 Spa, Eightmen, iSpa, Big Daddy, and Lion King Spa. In previous years, I have also tried Fusion, Leaf, and Stargate.

The routine in these spas is predictable. There is little to differentiate one from the other. You choose a therapist but you have to do it, sight unseen. You are not allowed to see them and they are not allowed to parade in front of you. You are escorted to your room, which is a small cubicle with a bed in the middle and enough room for the therapist to move around. There is the massage and then, well, you have to go there to find out.

There are a few differences—iSpa, for example, offers a unique “tantric” massage and its facilities are quite posh.

I admit that my source of info is both the info in the Massage Parlor section of my blog, as well as other sites and blogs I come across on the Internet. The latter is a good source of info but I’m wary about FRs or quality standards.

Don’t get me wrong. All the spas I have tried are “good enough.” None have disappointed me greatly. The rooms are clean and neat and are not roach motels. Their shower stalls are okay, though some need some bolt-tightening in some spots. The massage service is soothing. There have a couple of pretty therapists, though my standards would differ from those in MTC. To each their own, I suppose–some may want chubby, chinitas; I prefer tall, slim, almond-eyed ladies.

But what differentiates Fusion from the rest of the pack is this: customer service. For one, you get to see the therapist in Fusion. Second, the therapist hand-holds you throughout the entire process. As soon as you pick your therapist, she is with you like white on rice. She locks arms with you as you walk together to your room. She escorts you to the shower stall and from the shower stall back to your room. She helps unbutton your clothes and she helps button them back. One therapist even went as far as putting on my socks and tying my shoes. In the other spas, there are points where I had to fend for myself. And then there is this waiting period in the other spas where I feel I am in a physician’s office waiting for the doctor to arrive.

And there is one thing that Fusion does that I look for in other spas: When I am done with my final shower, all my clothes are off the hanger, spread neatly on top of the bed.  It is a small touch, but a memorable one.

The only thing I don’t like about Fusion is their politics, which appears to be bordering on the extreme right-wing. I suppose that if they were voting in the US Elections, they are the type who would vote for McCain and Palin. I am not surprised why Fusion is not in this one site’s list of spas—their website scathingly blasts that website, the moderators, and their shills.

I was intrigued by a certain spa. This spa was purported to only allow pretty therapists, and based on my first couple of visits, I can say that they have made every effort to deliver that promise.

Before I continue, please remember that, normally, ATW sex is prohibited in spas. The customary ES is a handjob. So don’t ask me where this spa is located and who the therapist is. As you read further, you will realize that divulging such information could get the therapist fired.

For one whole week, I visited the spa daily, attempting to sample each and every therapist. In each visit, I was curious about their top-rated therapist, and who was always “reserved.” I would go to the spa, ask for this therapist, and the person at the counter would say that she is “reserved.” On one day, she had three consecutive clients on queue. Read the rest of this entry »

Lately, a lot of people have taken notice of spas. And I am not talking of wholesome spas. People are now going to spas, where the massage is somewhat secondary, and extra service is of primary, if not equal, importance.

But what is the difference between a spa and a MP? Don’t these two establishments offer massage? Don’t these two establishments purport to offer pretty, alluring attendants/therapists? And don’t these two establishments offer “extra service?”

In terms of the facilities, I have found little difference between a spa and a massage parlor. People may say that the spa facilities, with its bed and communal shower rooms, are spartan. And yes, there may be luxury MPs that can rival hotel rooms but there are also MPs that can be described as austere. Many spas don’t have a showroom, but some have no qualms in having their therapists parade in front of the client.

But when it comes to the actual massage, I feel that spas have the edge. Their technique is much better. In MPs, most of the massage is done through rubbing and kneading; spa therapists are more creative, using their elbows or knuckles, pressing hard on hidden crevices like between shoulder blades or the ridge of your spine.

Oh yes, and talking of crevices, spa therapists show no hesitation in brushing the insides of one’s ass nor in tickling that thin gap between your testicle and your thigh. I believe those are the “signature moves,” because, by the time you flip over on your back, your penis should be erect.

Which leads us to the “extra service.” In a spa, when the therapist offers the “happy ending,” it is the hand job; in an MP, it is sex. I guess a lot of misunderstanding can be avoided if one assumes that rule.

Some spas include some nipple-licking, some cuddling. BJs are not often included, even if your manhood is sheathed with a condom; unlike that of a MP, where some MPAs use the technique of providing BJs as a way to put on the condom. In some spas, the therapist strips down to bikini attire. A few allow one to reach inside the therapist’s panties. But more often than not, there is no sex in a spa. In an MP, sex is in the menu.

There are, of course, the legit spas. Most hotel spas are legit. How can you tell if a spa is legit? Here’s one common factor: men’s magazines. If a spa has the typical soft-core men’s mag (like FHM), chances are they offer more than just muscle-kneading

Okay, these are general rules and guidelines, but there are exceptions. I know of at least one spa that offers more than a handjob. And in many cases, it all boils down to whether or not you are a regular client of the spa, whether or not you have established some trust and rapport. It is difficult to believe that, in a situation where both of you are close to naked, inside a semi-private room, with a bed, where arousal and pheromones are abundant, that no sex will occur one hundred percent of the time.