So, i did a little road trip to phoenix - stayed at...
So, i did a little road trip to phoenix - stayed at a luxury hotel but did not want to monger too close and wanted not to get killed, so scottsdale seemed like a good place. i had set this up after another gal flaked on me, so i was pretty psyched - robin's pics are fine for me - willowy gal, like the mom in ET. I had to scratch an evening appointment with her, and went for a nooner. what a serious rip off - one for the books
So, i call to set up an evening massage, but had to cancel so we did it the next afternoon. i get there, she gives good directions and you park near her pad. she comes out of the door to greet you and you get into to an overly furnished/buddha type appointed sort of cheapish condo in the badlands of scottsdale. No ferraris here, just alot of kia and cobalts. there is more furniture in the condo than in my whole 3000 sq foot house.
It is the gal in the pics, but her skin is a little bit torched. you get in and she sits you down and has you fill out some form about how she is not a CMT or some other nonsense and you circle the treatment you want which includes sensual/tantra/healing/emotional release/ and everything else. i circle sensual and tantra and make a mental note that handjob is not on the list. anyhow, i am thinking, ok, i will play along, this must be her way of deflecting uncle leo.
But then, after some niceties at the couch, she says that she will meet me upstairs and that before i get to go to the funroom, her assistant will collect the donation. she disappears and out comes the guy who played the neighbor in office space. seriously, it is this desert type guy with a mullet that makes john bolton look like a piker. that right there dismissed any sexuality to this experience and i realize i was fucked. i prolly should have made a run for it, but the fucken heat made me too tired to do anything. So i hand this dude the 160 and he does s little bow in front of me. I figure, well, at least i will get a decent massage.
I go upstairs to a small bedroom with a table and robin has me sit down for a ten minute learning annex lecture on chakras, tantra, and spirituality - it was made all the nicer by the din of the gardener outside and the cussing in mexican by said gardener. finally, after like ten minutes of lecture, i am told to get comfortable and get ass up on the table. i do, and wait. i think she took the time to sit downstairs with her assistant in some soundproof chamber to laugh at me. about five minute later she come in a bra and sarong, not the black outfit from the pics and gives me a massage on my back tougching everything but crack and nuts. she did lay on me and her skin is desert smooth.
Then i turn over and she massages and tickles everywhere but the dick and balls. she even shakes to try and conduct energy, she had me shaking from all the tickling. then she massages my head and gives me a blessing of abundance in these trying economic times (i am not making this up). then, the highlight was her tickle touch all up and down which gave me a raging boner. i managed to pulsate my dick to lean left and on the tickle tease she touched about a milimeter of my cock.
All this ended shortly thereafter and i was escorted out by her, and met the dude downstairs while she was going downstairs to meet me. i had nothing to say to the dude, felt like saying how many other guys a week fall for this stuff, but again, the heat took my spirit away.
I left in a big hurry once robin came down to see me off, and she did mention that the abundance of furniture was due to her losing her home in foreclosure, which was nice to hear.
Bottom line - this is a high end scam - she is in the body rubs section and in all my years i have never not gotten a handie from such section. this was the first time i got taken.
⚠️ 2 clients warned about something in this review