I saw this place driving down Crenshaw and was curious. It is a very small one room with a bath set up that has dividers around a massage table and a chair to cut hair in the corner. Lisa, a Viet Milf, is the owner of this shop and a haircut place down the street. You call for an appointment and then show up. Gracie, a super hot Latina, gave me an hour massage that was very average. She insisted I keep my boxers on and gave a clinical massage with lots of conversation. She is a pleasure to look and wonder but I\'m not sure I\'ve got the skills to make it happen with her. She has dressed OMG sexy both times I went to her. Very sweet gal and I\'d like to be the one to massage her next time.

Well, I happened to be out in Lombard and since I like the excitement of trying new places I decided to call Lane’s. I asked for an appointment, was told I didn’t need one but to wait about a half hour before coming in. Okay, fair enough so I killed some time window shopping and showed up about 45 minutes later. By the way, actual address of this place is 330, not 320... and the phone number has changed from the number on previous reviews. The weirdness began as I entered a seedy looking place on the second floor and rang the bell on the counter. While I was waiting, I read the sign behind the counter that listed the fee and explained that the hour included a table shower, sauna and massage. A minute or two later, out came a mamasan, dressed in work clothes and an industrial looking apron… I got worried. I got more worried when she escorted me to the room, thinking she was going to be my MT. She asked me to put the $70 fee on the little table in the room and asked if I wanted a table shower. Since it was part of the fee I accepted the shower, not knowing who would be doing the washing. I was reluctantly undressing and thinking about bolting out of there but, now I was curious. A few minutes later, the apron clad mamasan returned, collected the fee from the table and told me the actual massage would only be about 35 minutes, after shower and sauna… sort of asking if that was ok. That should have been my signal to dress and exit. Instead I agreed, she left, and I waited a few more minutes in suspense waiting to see who would massage me. My MT then appeared… much to my delight it was not mamasan #1… but to my extreme dismay it was an even older mamasan, at least 65 and not carrying it well. On top of that, she mentioned to me that she was coming off a 14 hour flight and was very tired. I was feeling pretty stupid at this point as she escorted me to the table shower. She was friendly, engaging and affectionate enough but I was feeling sort of tense at this point. The place as a whole looks like something from the early 70’s but the table shower room was quite nice. And there was a small couch in the massage room which I have never seen before. She actually gave me a very long and thorough table shower and was not shy about cleaning everywhere. I was then escorted to the sauna, sat there for a few minutes and it was obviously broken. The temperature never exceeded my body temp. I was then retrieved from the sauna by mamasan and escorted back to the massage room. I laid down on my stomach and she proceeded to give me an ok Swedish type massage for about 20 minutes. During that time, she actually got up on the table and sat on my butt while massaging. I was then instructed to turn over, my legs were lightly massaged for a minute and without hesitation she began a slow, rhythmic, completely mechanical HE. Actually, I was a little shocked and surprised that I responded. After a decent hot towel clean up, I was escorted to the exit, most likely never to return again! She was pleasant, gave the effort but, it’s just not my thing and expect better for my hard earned cash. I have heard other good things about this place but don't know if I would risk it again.

Elite tanning is a mutual nude massage place which allows self release. That was exactly what I was looking for that day. Gracie was introduced as a newbie. I picked her from a group of four. The others looked well-worn. Gracie was a pleasure. Wonderful attitude and probably allowed more action than the place normally allows. She had a wonderful body (perfect natural tits) but only a so-so face. He body and attitude made up for her looks. I would go back to her in a heartbeat.

I saw their ad on craigslist.org, so I thought I would give them a try. They were only listed under theraputic massage, but they used the word "discreet", which for me, sometimes means some more fun. Anyhow, I called them up and made an appointment. I used my usual john name, and set it up for after work, for 6pm. I left about 20 minutes before appointment, and then get a phone call from them around 5:50pm, asking if I was coming. I thought this odd, since I still had 10 minutes to get there. They seemed worried that I was lost, since they are located in the back of a bunch of buidings. Anyhow, I did end up getting lost a little, and arrived arount 6:05pm. Gracie was at the front desk to meet me. She was very cute, sporting a tight fitting orange shirt, and relaxed pants. She had me fill out a simple form, and immediately showed me into a room. Everything there seemed clean and nice, like it was a realy massage place. I did not get to see any other girls. She told me to strip, and then left the room. I did as she instructed, hoping for a little more, got on the table, and laid face down. She returned, knocking at first. She then laid a towel down across my lower back. She put some oil on her hands, and started giving me a massage. I started talking with her, you know, the normal chit-chat to get her to warm up a little. She was at that time giving a very good, strong, sweedish massage. She then got on the table behind me, and sat on my butt. I started getting excidted, and hope it would turn into more. I asked what else was on the menu, but did not get much response. In the end, I had a great massage, but nothing else. This place seems legit. I sometimes just want massage, so I may return here for that, but if that is not what you want too, you may want to go elsewhere.