Executive Summary:
I am in love again, errr lust...., or is it love, dunnno. I have a problem sometimes figuring that one out.
The Long story:
I had just finished a very PAINFUL (capitals, underline, bold) date on Saturday evening and was feeling like a bit of a mope. At one point i was sitting on a patio on the Danforth thinking, gawwd, this is terrible, I am doing all the talking, she is giving me the old short answers at my attempts to initiate conversation, and I am not even feeling the least bit intrigued by my date.
So i actually thought, hmmm, i will just eat faster, get the bill that much faster, and get the hell out of here that much faster. Sad but true.
I dropped "oh fun one" off and sped into the night thinking, hmmm, too late for a trip to a massage parlour (it was after 1:00 am., damn)
Then i remembered alpha care used to have some pretty good hours, and it had been a looongggg time since i last went to a MP, so i thought, yeah, i need some tender mercy.
Now, those of you who know me will know that some of my past reviews have not been kind to alpha care, not for the girls who worked there, but for the general state of the place...
Nevertheless, it was 25 degrees out, the start of a long weekend, and i could actually see stars in the sky. I couldn't just go home and watch Oz.
I phoned up Alpha Care.
Was Sandi working tonight??
Yes, and she was available at 2:00 am. (Married and otherwise attached guys, eat your heart out)
Perfect.
My car just took over. A brief stop at Esso for a bottle of water, some chlorettes and I was off along the 401.
Sandi had come recommended by a fellow massageplanet.netite who knows who he is. I had seen her photos on the website, but never met the woman.
I decided that tonight was the night.
The room at alpha care was a bit better than i remember, though hardly the four seasons. The pan of the shower looked like it had wood chip debris or something in it, but as it turned out, the plastic was discoloured (phew)
I was waiting there, listening to the comings and goings of people in the MP (no pun intended) waiting for sandi. I kept hearing the clickity clack of heels coming down the hallway wondering if that was her.
When she came into the room, i must say, she is far more beautiful in person than her photos on the website. I mean WAAAAYYYY more pretty in person.
Sandi is very slim, and tall. I'd guess around 5-9, but with heels, taller. Since i am fairly tall myself, i have a bit of an appreciation / fetish for tall women.
So, i was instantly intrigued.
As i said, sandi is much prettier than her photos, and i guess the old saying about the camera adding 10 pounds is true. Anyway, that's neither here nor there. I thought she had very classical features, blond hair pulled back, blue eyes, and great skin, and of couse, the oh so important accent.
Sandi is also very fit, with beautiful perky breasts, and a butt that you can't help but admire. The gene pool was working overtime that day.
I found conversation just flowed. What a change from a couple of hours ago. I found sandi to be a very intelligent, and entertaining woman. When i mentioned that Shakespeare in the Park was on at High Park, Sandi was interested in going. (Beautiful with brains, could this be true?? This is rare i thought to myself.)
I felt like saying, hey, i live right there, lets go.
The massage portion was excellent. I don't know if sandi has any formal massage training or just goes with her instincts, but it was great. She worked over every part of my body.
I opted for the body slide option, which, by this point, I couldn't resist going for.
Again, an excellent choice.
At some point, i remember asking her if she wanted to get married and she sort of laughed saying that it was her second proposal that evening.
aye me.....
Anyway, all in all, i was most impressed with this woman from a million miles away. Beauty, brains, sensuality, and tall to boot.
I will repeat, would love to repeat every day, but alas i can not.
Woe is me...
All in all though, a great experience which has occupied my thoughts into this afternoon. That doesn't happen too often I will tell you.
cheers
I am in love again, errr lust...., or is it love, dunnno. I have a problem sometimes figuring that one out.
The Long story:
I had just finished a very PAINFUL (capitals, underline, bold) date on Saturday evening and was feeling like a bit of a mope. At one point i was sitting on a patio on the Danforth thinking, gawwd, this is terrible, I am doing all the talking, she is giving me the old short answers at my attempts to initiate conversation, and I am not even feeling the least bit intrigued by my date.
So i actually thought, hmmm, i will just eat faster, get the bill that much faster, and get the hell out of here that much faster. Sad but true.
I dropped "oh fun one" off and sped into the night thinking, hmmm, too late for a trip to a massage parlour (it was after 1:00 am., damn)
Then i remembered alpha care used to have some pretty good hours, and it had been a looongggg time since i last went to a MP, so i thought, yeah, i need some tender mercy.
Now, those of you who know me will know that some of my past reviews have not been kind to alpha care, not for the girls who worked there, but for the general state of the place...
Nevertheless, it was 25 degrees out, the start of a long weekend, and i could actually see stars in the sky. I couldn't just go home and watch Oz.
I phoned up Alpha Care.
Was Sandi working tonight??
Yes, and she was available at 2:00 am. (Married and otherwise attached guys, eat your heart out)
Perfect.
My car just took over. A brief stop at Esso for a bottle of water, some chlorettes and I was off along the 401.
Sandi had come recommended by a fellow massageplanet.netite who knows who he is. I had seen her photos on the website, but never met the woman.
I decided that tonight was the night.
The room at alpha care was a bit better than i remember, though hardly the four seasons. The pan of the shower looked like it had wood chip debris or something in it, but as it turned out, the plastic was discoloured (phew)
I was waiting there, listening to the comings and goings of people in the MP (no pun intended) waiting for sandi. I kept hearing the clickity clack of heels coming down the hallway wondering if that was her.
When she came into the room, i must say, she is far more beautiful in person than her photos on the website. I mean WAAAAYYYY more pretty in person.
Sandi is very slim, and tall. I'd guess around 5-9, but with heels, taller. Since i am fairly tall myself, i have a bit of an appreciation / fetish for tall women.
So, i was instantly intrigued.
As i said, sandi is much prettier than her photos, and i guess the old saying about the camera adding 10 pounds is true. Anyway, that's neither here nor there. I thought she had very classical features, blond hair pulled back, blue eyes, and great skin, and of couse, the oh so important accent.
Sandi is also very fit, with beautiful perky breasts, and a butt that you can't help but admire. The gene pool was working overtime that day.
I found conversation just flowed. What a change from a couple of hours ago. I found sandi to be a very intelligent, and entertaining woman. When i mentioned that Shakespeare in the Park was on at High Park, Sandi was interested in going. (Beautiful with brains, could this be true?? This is rare i thought to myself.)
I felt like saying, hey, i live right there, lets go.
The massage portion was excellent. I don't know if sandi has any formal massage training or just goes with her instincts, but it was great. She worked over every part of my body.
I opted for the body slide option, which, by this point, I couldn't resist going for.
Again, an excellent choice.
At some point, i remember asking her if she wanted to get married and she sort of laughed saying that it was her second proposal that evening.
aye me.....
Anyway, all in all, i was most impressed with this woman from a million miles away. Beauty, brains, sensuality, and tall to boot.
I will repeat, would love to repeat every day, but alas i can not.
Woe is me...
All in all though, a great experience which has occupied my thoughts into this afternoon. That doesn't happen too often I will tell you.
cheers