Well, I happened to be out FloMo way and found myself with a haff-owah & a little stash o' cash. So, I checked the local spas and located one that I had not seen before. There were no reviews, that I could find. My recent luck had been less than desirable. So, I decided to roll the dice, just one more time.
I rolled up to the front door, and spotted a cutie, getting out of the Lexus SUV in the space next to mine. She smiled as she stepped out, letting her gaze fall on the Yugo. Tall, long, auburn hair, slim (read as: Not Lisa from Linda/VIP).
I unloaded my pockets, grabbed my cash and exited the Sex Machine. Stepping up on the curb, I peeled off the Ray Bans and ball cap, surveying the shopping center. Buffed off the velcro tennies on my pants legs. A quick check of the jumpsuit confirmed that I had no Ensure stains, before walking confidently through the door.
I was greeted warmly by a short, older gal in yoga pants. Not at all unattractive, I was pleased to see either would make an acceptable host. After paying for the haff-owah, I stopped by the restroom to check my coif.
As I exited, the young gal, ViVi, took my hand and led me to the room in the back. The place is clean and well decorated. The table had clean linens. No food odors.
The PickO is Unique Massage Spa, 1848 Justin Rd.
BillO says Go!