Review by COL_PUMPKIN, November, 2021
Last time I saw Cynthia. When I called this time asking for her, the woman on the phone said she no longer works here. So, I thought I would take my chances. It's a sketchy neighborhood, but it was early enough I felt safe walking from my hotel. I rang the bell, and Mamasan answered that she was coming. It took awhile so I wondered if she was with another customer. Finally, she opened the door and it was Cynthia! Cynthia's a little older than average, so I figured maybe she's the new Mamasan. But she said I needed to see someone else, and that Cynthia didn't work there, anymore. Weird. Non-Cynthia took me to the room and asked if I wanted a massage or a body slide. Last time she gave me a massage, and since she was built like a brick house I wanted to try the body slide. Non-Cynthia took my payment and left. Last time Cynthia took the payment directly, so maybe she was in training for Mamasan as Non-Cynthia, who knows. I know sometimes women change their working name after a bad customer. Doesn't matter. In a few minutes Sugar came in. She was as short and well-built every much as solidly as Cynthia, and about 10 years younger, too. I was glad I took the body slide. Sugar's English is OK, but she kind of talks baby-talk English. She was wearing some kind of bikini top that showed a county mile of firm cleavage, which is what I like. Sugar took me to the room with a table shower and a big laundry sink that was kept full with warm running water. She scrubbed me with soap and water and rinsed be with a couple buckets from the laundry sink. Then the massage began.
