When you walk in to the place the first thing you notice is that they've put a little more into it than many of the other area MPs - no plastic fountain marble ball floating in water in the corner with a gooey candy dish by the register - there's a large aquarium, a couple of small waiting areas and the overall feel is pretty legit. The only thing that indicated to me that I was going to be satisfied leaving were the assortment of mid-30's dragon ladies who smiled at me like fresh meat when I walked in. Go in, paid, was led to a room that was actually 2 adjoining rooms - one with a massage table and the related accoutrements, the other was a tiled table shower room with a large shower head swing arm for covering the whole body. When Oola (sic?) came in I liked her modern haircut - sort of a straight chop that requires the wearer to keep her head titled for the cut to hang correctly - and nice tits sitting up high. I immediately wondered if they were implants but i would find out soon enough. She immediately whipped the towel off me, the universal signal that this ain't your mama's massage so I settled back knowing that I had found the right place. The massage was very straight forward and, in truth, probably a C- as there was no personality given to it. At no point did I drift in to bliss but I wasn't like 'roll me over and get this going already'. After forty five minutes of massage, she rolled me over, and did what she could on the front before patting Mr. Happy and asking if that's what I wanted. That? Oh, yeah, I suppose that would be nice too... So she goes to work beating my Thompson Twin. This too, like the massage, was pretty straight forward but it started going up notches when she pulled out her nice looking breasts for me to play with - btw nipples as long as a 400 student lecture but kinda sexy - breasts were firm and may have been implants but not in the rock-hard-super-cheap-fake-titties sort of way. Also, her fingers teased at a prostrate massage which added some flavor to the thing but in the end I had to finish myself (hands have never been my thing really but will do in a pinch like this). Aha! But then, and why this isn't a 2 star review, she moved me over to the table shower and proceeded to scrub me within an inch of my life with honey and sugar which was very, very nice. She was a little clumsy with the shower system but I chalked it up to inexperience and I have to say, I left feeling like you should after one of these - pampered and satisfied. *Note: I wouldn't call this a "First Class Company" but it is definitely a couple steps up from a shithole.