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Service and/or Provider's Name:
Sakurai - Independant Escort (Full Service)
Date of Encounter:
April 2016
Contact Method:
Email
Appointment Length & Costs:
60 minutes / Y45000
Type/Location:
Love Hotel
Language Notes:
Almost no English
Details of the Encounter:
Warning: This review became much longer than I expected. Be prepared.
INTRO
I did it! I finally decided to book my very first escort girl ever! Yay!
I found out about this site and Tokyo Backpages yesterday. Today I decided to find an escort girl and have some fun!
Communication via Email worked well, very quick replies. Because of that and her (very well written) entry on Tokyo Backpages, I thought she speaks English well. But... see below.
We met at Uguisudani. She looked different than her photos, but has a nice body (short, however). First of all, she escorted me to a 7Eleven 'cause I couldn't find an ATM that accepts international cards neither at Ueno nor Uguisudani station...
During the walk I quickly realized she speaks almost zero English since she didn't understand anything I was saying. The result: awkwardness.
Checked in at a random love hotel. I read somewhere that it's most uncommon for a love hotel to have a human receptionist - even then, you will only see their hands and no face... What I got was an old dude greeting me with a slimy grin. Interesting, I thought. The room was old and smelly, the bed was ok.
After a few moments, she said "I take shower". Alright. After she finished, she stated that I could take one too, or not... she didn't really care. Cool, I had a shower not long ago (1 week), so I kindly declined.
She was standing in front of me with a towel covering her whole body and I just thought "Yes, remove that towel and let the fun begin!". Nope. She went straight into the bed and under the bedcover without a word - with the towel. I wasn't sure how to react, so I asked her what she'd like to do. She pointed somewhere in the room. What? Ah the light, ok, I'll turn it off... After I did (had to leave the bedroom for that), she lied there and was typing something in her smartphone. I asked the same question again but she only giggled. I kept saying and asking stuff but she couldn't understand. Well then... I took off my clothes and went under the bedcover, too. Here we are, lying side by side. Silence. She finally put away her smartphone.
"So, how should we start now" I asked again. She didn't understand and was thinking of what to answer. Some moments passed. "So what your country", she asked...
A couple of minutes passed while I was trying to start a good conversation, but she couldn't understand the simplest phrases. More time passed by.
She didn't say anything (cause she just didn't know the English words). We ended up both just starring at the ceiling. My attempts to start a conversation failed. Silence. More time passed. Both were trying to kill the awkwardness with laughter. "Wat yu wan do?", she finally asked. There is no 'true GFE' without a nice conversation, so I want to have some good old paid sex, at least. Therefore, my blunt answer was "Blowjob" (Yeah I became kind of impatient too). She didn't understand. Took her smartphone with translator app. Showed me the word 'Blowjob' with Japanese translation and asked me if that's what I meant. I confirmed. She laughed, was trying to say something but couldn't. Nothing happened.
I think she was waiting for me to kiss her, grab her titties or whatever... I couldn't just do that, would've felt like making out with a puppet. She was really passive all the time and I seriously felt like she don't wanna do this escort thing at all. There was zero effort of her trying to get things started.
I'm not the kind of guy that wildly humps everything with a vagina... At least not before having a nice conversation... or if she shows me her naked body. Communication was, again, not possible due to her English skills.
In the end I stopped the awkwardness by telling her "I'm just not in the mood" (took some minutes to make her understand; with help of the translator app). Put my clothes back on, paid her part of the money and left the hotel. That's it.
Now I sit here at a restaurant and I'm writing this review while tears roll down my cheeks... Yeah, got some pretty darn spicy Wasabi right there.
CONCLUSION
The worst thing of this loveless story?
She didn't even know my home country... Wow. That hurt.
Final Thoughts:
Not Recommended.
Closing Comments:
Most awkward experience ever.
Sakurai - Independant Escort (Full Service)
Date of Encounter:
April 2016
Contact Method:
Appointment Length & Costs:
60 minutes / Y45000
Type/Location:
Love Hotel
Language Notes:
Almost no English
Details of the Encounter:
Warning: This review became much longer than I expected. Be prepared.
INTRO
I did it! I finally decided to book my very first escort girl ever! Yay!
I found out about this site and Tokyo Backpages yesterday. Today I decided to find an escort girl and have some fun!
Communication via Email worked well, very quick replies. Because of that and her (very well written) entry on Tokyo Backpages, I thought she speaks English well. But... see below.
We met at Uguisudani. She looked different than her photos, but has a nice body (short, however). First of all, she escorted me to a 7Eleven 'cause I couldn't find an ATM that accepts international cards neither at Ueno nor Uguisudani station...
During the walk I quickly realized she speaks almost zero English since she didn't understand anything I was saying. The result: awkwardness.
Checked in at a random love hotel. I read somewhere that it's most uncommon for a love hotel to have a human receptionist - even then, you will only see their hands and no face... What I got was an old dude greeting me with a slimy grin. Interesting, I thought. The room was old and smelly, the bed was ok.
After a few moments, she said "I take shower". Alright. After she finished, she stated that I could take one too, or not... she didn't really care. Cool, I had a shower not long ago (1 week), so I kindly declined.
She was standing in front of me with a towel covering her whole body and I just thought "Yes, remove that towel and let the fun begin!". Nope. She went straight into the bed and under the bedcover without a word - with the towel. I wasn't sure how to react, so I asked her what she'd like to do. She pointed somewhere in the room. What? Ah the light, ok, I'll turn it off... After I did (had to leave the bedroom for that), she lied there and was typing something in her smartphone. I asked the same question again but she only giggled. I kept saying and asking stuff but she couldn't understand. Well then... I took off my clothes and went under the bedcover, too. Here we are, lying side by side. Silence. She finally put away her smartphone.
"So, how should we start now" I asked again. She didn't understand and was thinking of what to answer. Some moments passed. "So what your country", she asked...
A couple of minutes passed while I was trying to start a good conversation, but she couldn't understand the simplest phrases. More time passed by.
She didn't say anything (cause she just didn't know the English words). We ended up both just starring at the ceiling. My attempts to start a conversation failed. Silence. More time passed. Both were trying to kill the awkwardness with laughter. "Wat yu wan do?", she finally asked. There is no 'true GFE' without a nice conversation, so I want to have some good old paid sex, at least. Therefore, my blunt answer was "Blowjob" (Yeah I became kind of impatient too). She didn't understand. Took her smartphone with translator app. Showed me the word 'Blowjob' with Japanese translation and asked me if that's what I meant. I confirmed. She laughed, was trying to say something but couldn't. Nothing happened.
I think she was waiting for me to kiss her, grab her titties or whatever... I couldn't just do that, would've felt like making out with a puppet. She was really passive all the time and I seriously felt like she don't wanna do this escort thing at all. There was zero effort of her trying to get things started.
I'm not the kind of guy that wildly humps everything with a vagina... At least not before having a nice conversation... or if she shows me her naked body. Communication was, again, not possible due to her English skills.
In the end I stopped the awkwardness by telling her "I'm just not in the mood" (took some minutes to make her understand; with help of the translator app). Put my clothes back on, paid her part of the money and left the hotel. That's it.
Now I sit here at a restaurant and I'm writing this review while tears roll down my cheeks... Yeah, got some pretty darn spicy Wasabi right there.
CONCLUSION
The worst thing of this loveless story?
She didn't even know my home country... Wow. That hurt.
Final Thoughts:
Not Recommended.
Closing Comments:
Most awkward experience ever.
