300 Pesos (about .31 USD) for the whole 1-hour experience and worth much more than that.I tipped the massage girl another 100P since I wasn’t sure what her ‘cut’ of the house price was, she was very appreciative.This was when I felt my shorts get pulled down with a swift motion and her hands began to oil and massage my exposed cheeks. I hadn’t been oiled up and groped like that since, well.. But that was a different situation that didn’t involve business. I figured, “” After a bit of that, she still hadn’t stopped although she was massaging my lower back as well and that felt really good too.I barely got 20 seconds to see this girl before she asked me to strip down and now.. It was at this point I really, really felt that the proper thing to do was to roll over, lay her down and give her some pleasure in return.She moved around my arms and legs, leaning in with her weight as I was twisted in various ways to stretch out my ligaments and spine.One move was kinda like when the police take you down with your arm behind your back and a knee in the back.. A few more odd, but satisfying positions later and she asked me to lay down and rest.I walked in trying to appear as if I’d done this a thousand times. I perused their menu of various massage techniques.. slender of about 90 pounds from behind the curtain. There were about a dozen massage locations, separated by nicely decorated bamboo and linen curtains, each with a sash, all very nicely decorated with some gentle music playing softly.
She then used a dry towel to soak up any excess oil and asked me to turn over.She asked me to sit up, left and returned with a tray upon which was a cup of hot tea with some flowers.I guess that’s how they let you know they are done.I really had to remind myself that maybe that’s frowned upon in these sort of establishments.But it just didn’t seem right she was making me feel good and I wasn’t returning the favor.Still sniffling and sneezing every so often, but my body felt really relaxed and balanced out.I’m still not convinced “” or that the flu can be cured with a massage as is widely believed here.I followed her to a massage bed which was very low to the ground. I slipped off my clothes, put on the shorts and left my clothes in the little basket on the floor.She gave me a basket which had only one item in it.. ““, she replied as she closed the linen curtain behind her. She returned and instructed me to lay down with my face in the hole on the massage bed.With the towel again over my eyes, I knew she’d returned when she began to use a slightly hot, wet towel to wipe away the last of the mineral oil from every part of me.Systematically she kept using fresh, warm towels to finish the job until I felt I’d gotten a complete sponge-bath.