This post received more visits than any other on my personal blog. I live in a smallish town. We are drawn to the bike trails, proximity to the Rockies, and micro-brews.
Does it really exist or is it just myth? The answer might surprise you. The "happy ending" massage tale is all too common, a mixture of truth and urban legend that captivates male imaginations even in an age of casual sex and unlimited Internet porn.
Every Wednesday at 3pm PT. Every Friday at 3PM! Every Friday.
Once upon a time I was a naive teenager. I lived in a kingdom called Midwest suburbia and the summer before I left for college, I worked at an illegal massage parlor outside Chicago for a day. Instead, I grew up with dreams of flying without wings and telepathic communication with my best friends.
Ash thought her new job was legit, right up until her first client revealed more than she bargained for. When I was at university, I — like many students — had a zest for life, a jam-packed social calendar and not a lot of money. Desperate for a bit of cash, I went through the job ads religiously and one day, found something that looked extremely promising.
Massage parlor trafficking is happening in plain sight, in businesses that operate as if they are legal massage or bodywork establishments. It persists because we choose to ignore it — as something harmless, as something inevitable, or both: at best, a victimless crime. At worst, a public nuisance.
You are now logged in. Forgot your password? American police are currently obsessed with enforcing exactly which body parts can be massaged and by whom.
By rnningfoolFebruary 3, in Off Topic. Due to my love for cheap thrills, I was obviously interested. He gave me the name of the place and I decided that I was going to see what it was like. I trimmed up my shit to make my Johnson look bigger and the got the directions and, completely sober mind you, went to the parlor.
A strip-mall happy-ending spot in Phoenix, Arizona, one of nearly 5, Asian erotic massage parlors across America. Photo by Todd Huffman via Flickr. We know you're busy.
If I could get one every week I would. Many Thai massage studios also use regular massage tables. Having my legs up in the air with no panties is more than my modesty will allow. Its precise origins are unknown, but practitioners traditionally trace their lineage to Jivaka Komarabhacca, also known as Shivago, who was a personal physician to the Sangha, a friend, and physician to the Buddha and renowned as a healer in the Buddhist tradition.