I've gone back and forth on Healing Hands for a...
I've gone back and forth on Healing Hands for a long time. Sometimes I like it, and sometimes I don't. You all know the drill. Cute Thai girls, all of whom are apparently trained to give the same massage...more sensual than a legit place, lots of ass-rubbing and not particularly concerned if you resort to self-help...which you will inevitably want to do, because you ain't gettin' any help from the girls. On the plus side, the place it spotless, the price it OK (and varies, depending on when and who you talk to), there is an endless supply of new Thai girls, they never seem busy, and, let's face it, the girls are young, thin and cute.
However, enough is enough...it's just frustrating. Ashlee, who is new there, is a beautiful thin white girl. I had to see what she was like. The answer: the same as the rest. Fellas, it just ain't gonna happen. Fine massage, plenty of sensual ass-play, but it's the same old thing...you're thinking: "maybe this time?" Lucy and the football. Unreasonable expectations? Probably. But the mind wanders. I've had legit massages all over the world, and none of them involve this sort of touching. Protocols are clearly broken. It is not imaginary. And they know it. And then nothing happens. And it's not just a Thai thing, because Ashlee is white.
So, dear readers, we are left with questions; questions that need answers. What should we expect? We are the customer. The money is in our pockets, and these people want it. At some point, the needs of the customer should be met, or it is time to move on, cute girls notwithstanding. At some point, my need to get what I want outweighs the unwillingness to give it to me. Except at Healing Hands, where that will never, and I mean NEVER EVER happen. I'm dog-tired of "maybe this time?" massages where deep down, the answer is a resounding "no."
⚠️ 2 clients warned about something in this review