I’ve been away from hobbying for almost four years. I once posted as MrOrange in Kitchener. After a spent a small fortune on hobbying, and got bailed out by a benefactor, I decided it would be fruitful to date for an eventful few years. I had the mods delete my profile and posts and I left that part of my life behind me. Apart from one moment of weakness in May of 2009, I kept to that promise. My last girlfriend ended things amicably with me three months ago, but every ounce of my strength was marshaled to withstand my carnal needs. It seems three months is my breaking point. Friday night around 11pm, it was as if a switch was flipped deep in my depraved, simple mind.
I found myself back in massageplanet.net and decided that an MPA visit would be best. After some research, I found many reviews for Christina at the Steeles Royal spa at the Intermodal location in Brampton. Their website was user friendly, the pictures were helpful in making a decision, and well….the reviews here, most of them good, lead me to make the call this morning.
I almost didn’t make it. Why? I guess I’m a spaz. Off I go with the address in the back of my addle brained noggin, but who would have thought 1.5 hours wouldn’t have been enough to get from Kitchener to Brampton. Duh....it's the long weekend you goof.
I missed the 409 and the 427 because there are too many damn f**kin cars in Toronto! If they had anything like Steeles Royal in Kitchener, I wouldn’t brave the gridlock. How do you people deal with this day in and day out? It’s insanity.
I got so lost. 15th Century explorer lost! Lost my cherry when I was 14 years old lost. Anyhoo, I call up to apologize for being late, perhaps a little excessively, but the phone girl was amazingly helpful. She’s a sweet, helpful girl that really belongs working with people. I end up in Toronto and approach a Timmies and some fellow coffee drinkers help me find my way. I think a part of me wanted to reveal why I was going to this little nirvana. Just for sh*ts and giggles.
So I finally get there, a half hour late, and come in to meet the helpful receptionist. Later, it was mused she looks like Jennifer Lopez. There is a passing resemblance and Lola was referred to as the phone girl that “everyone wants to bang”. Add to that another girl – and for the life of me I can’t recall her name – looked like Biance. Am I spelling that right? Anyhoo, I’d visit again to see her too. I just have to remember her name LOL.
So I felt bad and tried to tip Lola but she wouldn’t take it! From the beginning to the end of my visit, professional, discreet conduct of business was forthcoming. It turns out I pushed back Christina’s schedule by a
I found myself back in massageplanet.net and decided that an MPA visit would be best. After some research, I found many reviews for Christina at the Steeles Royal spa at the Intermodal location in Brampton. Their website was user friendly, the pictures were helpful in making a decision, and well….the reviews here, most of them good, lead me to make the call this morning.
I almost didn’t make it. Why? I guess I’m a spaz. Off I go with the address in the back of my addle brained noggin, but who would have thought 1.5 hours wouldn’t have been enough to get from Kitchener to Brampton. Duh....it's the long weekend you goof.
I missed the 409 and the 427 because there are too many damn f**kin cars in Toronto! If they had anything like Steeles Royal in Kitchener, I wouldn’t brave the gridlock. How do you people deal with this day in and day out? It’s insanity.
I got so lost. 15th Century explorer lost! Lost my cherry when I was 14 years old lost. Anyhoo, I call up to apologize for being late, perhaps a little excessively, but the phone girl was amazingly helpful. She’s a sweet, helpful girl that really belongs working with people. I end up in Toronto and approach a Timmies and some fellow coffee drinkers help me find my way. I think a part of me wanted to reveal why I was going to this little nirvana. Just for sh*ts and giggles.
So I finally get there, a half hour late, and come in to meet the helpful receptionist. Later, it was mused she looks like Jennifer Lopez. There is a passing resemblance and Lola was referred to as the phone girl that “everyone wants to bang”. Add to that another girl – and for the life of me I can’t recall her name – looked like Biance. Am I spelling that right? Anyhoo, I’d visit again to see her too. I just have to remember her name LOL.
So I felt bad and tried to tip Lola but she wouldn’t take it! From the beginning to the end of my visit, professional, discreet conduct of business was forthcoming. It turns out I pushed back Christina’s schedule by a