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Obviously my first visit to Relax y Vida (#2) set the hook because today I found myself tracking down the one described as #3. The location, obtained from other threads here, is Ave. Santa Catalina 021 (4to Piso Alt. Cdra. Av. 9 Canada), and the phone number is 472-4361. My advice is to call or have your taxi driver call to get directions, because the driver I flagged down said the address "no existe". I flagged him down a couple of blocks from parque Kennedy, asked him if he knew where Santa Catalina was, negotiated 6 soles, and then while on the way discovered that 1) the street number (021), according to him, didn't exist, and 2) neither he nor I had a cell phone.
This was around 1pm so I wasn't nervous about barging about in the vicinity of Miraflores, San Isidro, and La Victoria (which is where this particular place is). So when he got to a corner that he said corresponded to 4to Piso Alt Cdra Av 9 Canada, I got out, paid him, and determined to ask around until I found it. In 0nly a minute or two of walking, I discovered street numbers of 085, 081, etc. The "no existe" part from my taxi driver was regarding the leading zero, so I immediately felt better. Obviously some things existe that taxi drivers think no existe.
Pre-armed with information that it was on the 4th floor (these threads are extremely helpful, guys), I bounded (okay, dragged myself) up the stairs to the 4th floor and contemplated a gate that belonged on a jail cell. By now, though, being an old hand and all of a few days, I am not balked by silly little things like jail cell doors. There being no buzzer, but the inner door was ajar, I rapped on the cell door and queried "hola!", "hello", "hola!" I could not detect any sounds or movement from inside and began to fear the place was closed. While standing there like a confused idiot, down the stairs comes who turns out to be the mama-san, who calmly reaches to the inside of the gate and operates the lever, something even third grade children would have known to do but somehow escaped me.
Mama-san asked me if I had been there before and this time I could say I had at least been to "a" Relax y Vida without lying. She kept asking me something about a phone until I finally figured out she was offering to lock my valuables (cell phone, etc) in a little locker at the front desk. I didn't have a phone and don't carry a wallet when out of the country, so I didn't need it. In fact, I make it a practice to 0nly carry a little more money than I plan to spend when I'm on the prowl. I haven't been robbed yet but you never know and I believe in limiting my losses. Plus it really helps you have a clearer mind and less anxiety when all you stand to lose is what you were willing to spend anyway.
One other benefit of the above is when the little guy grabs the wheel, he doesn't have the ability to blow your lifetime savings, which he has been known to do to some. I'm not saying I don't carry a little extra, but that is the key: it is 0nly a little. That way I'm covered for emergencies or if a little extra is really needed.
With one RyV experience under my belt, I'm more prepared this time. I chose this particular location because last time I missed out on the sauna part and that was something I really wanted. I of course didn't see all the rooms at this location, but others have said they all have an attached sauna. Mine did, and the experience was what I had hoped for. But I'm jumping ahead a little...
First, the mama-san sat me down in an empty waiting room, got me a drink, chatted a minute, and then left. I could hear a little noise enough to know there was at least one girl around somewhere, but apparently all were busy. I should have called ahead, not 0nly for directions but also to ensure my visit was expected, but sometimes I'm rather spontaneous. In a few minutes, a cute little thing in a mini-skirt and boots came in, kissed me, went to the bar, offered me another drink, then came and sat beside me. I had cleverly chosen the 0nly double seat in the room--for this very reason! Now I was the experienced hobbyist with a girl sitting with him. Hah, how quickly I have moved up in the ranks!
Her name was Elizabeth, and she was cuter than a bug in a rug. She said she was 21, we chatted some, and gradually the room filled with girls. Each one came and kissed me, then sat, and in the end I was sitting with 5 beautiful girls and the mama-san, the 0nly male there. Life is good. The others were Maria-Fernandez (I think), Emily, Kelli, and Jose (I guess it's not just a boy's name). My spanish is good enough to catch about one word in ten, and I'm clueless as to the context when I do catch the words. Through body language and the few words though I can tell they are talking about previous sessions and laughing about pensises, sounds made when coming, and so forth. Man I wish I could really speak spanish.
After a while one girl looked at me and said "loco, eh?", gesturing to the others and laughing. I said "yo tambien", which made them all laugh. Having learned, I asked for an hour with Elizabeth, massage & sauna, and then there is some explanation that sounds like it's not possible. I'm really confused and after a little begin to believe that Elizabeth is about to leave, or has a scheduled client or something. So I'm debating which other girl I want. They all look attractive, but something about Elizabeth clicked with me the instant I saw her and so I'm a little bummed that I'll have to choose someone else.
All is well, however. Elizabeth leaves for a little, then returns to lead me by the hand to our room. I think the earlier problem was probably all the rooms were occupied or being cleaned or something like that. Elizabeth is very petite. I'm not a good guesser as to height, but she is quite short and very slender and well formed. Everything is in the right proportions and in the right place, she has curves everywhere and is soft and hard at the same time. How do they do that? The massage begins with her naked body rubbing on mine, then a thorough massage, then kisses, then cbj (a few little teasing flicks of tongue before the cover though which is sensational, both on the twins and the little guy). Then a between-the-legs job. Until Relax Y Vida I had never had this, but if full service is off the table, this is at least getting close.
Deep, thorough kissing seems to be standard at RyV, and this is no exception. I've said previously this is one of my major turn-ons, and once we moved to the steam room her abilities here while working the hand job caused the impossible: I came in her hand! You are probably saying what's the big deal--well maybe for most guys it's not. But until now I've never come from either a bj or by hand. I feel like she took my virginity. (Which was happily given). Elizabeth is not just another notch in the bedstead; she occupies an honored place in my heart.
What else can I say? Steam, eucalyptus leaves, hot tub, shampoo, facial, shower. These are all great in an of themselves but when an attentive, beautiful young woman is doing them all to you with loving caresses and kisses, you will melt into a little puddle of goo. Happy goo, and the 0nly sad part is having to leave.
Mundane money details: I tipped Elizabeth S/50 in the room and paid S/80 on the way out at the desk. Again, I already knew the prices from research here. At an exchange rate of 2.7 soles to dollars, that is somewhere around $48.70. I have found it useful to think in terms of $3.70 per 10 soles or $37.00 for 100 soles. That isn't exact but it's close. Is an hour of the above treatment worth $50.00? I think so, and my 0nly additional wish is for full service to be on the table. I for one would gladly pay S/120 to S/180 as a tip if this was the case.
I can guess that the establishment's rules are because pimping is illegal and they could get into trouble if a link was established between their employees and prostitution (which must be regarded as 0nly full service activity by the Peru authorities). But other banos turcos do it with no problems so I can't say I really understand. I do wish though that every working girl would first be educated by a Relax Y Vida mama-san. That GFE to the max treatment is so incredible that even without full service it stands out as value beyond the norm. Imagine if a full service place ratcheted up the attitudes to the same level, or RyV began offering full service. I too would want to buy the house next door, or move right in.
This was around 1pm so I wasn't nervous about barging about in the vicinity of Miraflores, San Isidro, and La Victoria (which is where this particular place is). So when he got to a corner that he said corresponded to 4to Piso Alt Cdra Av 9 Canada, I got out, paid him, and determined to ask around until I found it. In 0nly a minute or two of walking, I discovered street numbers of 085, 081, etc. The "no existe" part from my taxi driver was regarding the leading zero, so I immediately felt better. Obviously some things existe that taxi drivers think no existe.
Pre-armed with information that it was on the 4th floor (these threads are extremely helpful, guys), I bounded (okay, dragged myself) up the stairs to the 4th floor and contemplated a gate that belonged on a jail cell. By now, though, being an old hand and all of a few days, I am not balked by silly little things like jail cell doors. There being no buzzer, but the inner door was ajar, I rapped on the cell door and queried "hola!", "hello", "hola!" I could not detect any sounds or movement from inside and began to fear the place was closed. While standing there like a confused idiot, down the stairs comes who turns out to be the mama-san, who calmly reaches to the inside of the gate and operates the lever, something even third grade children would have known to do but somehow escaped me.
Mama-san asked me if I had been there before and this time I could say I had at least been to "a" Relax y Vida without lying. She kept asking me something about a phone until I finally figured out she was offering to lock my valuables (cell phone, etc) in a little locker at the front desk. I didn't have a phone and don't carry a wallet when out of the country, so I didn't need it. In fact, I make it a practice to 0nly carry a little more money than I plan to spend when I'm on the prowl. I haven't been robbed yet but you never know and I believe in limiting my losses. Plus it really helps you have a clearer mind and less anxiety when all you stand to lose is what you were willing to spend anyway.
One other benefit of the above is when the little guy grabs the wheel, he doesn't have the ability to blow your lifetime savings, which he has been known to do to some. I'm not saying I don't carry a little extra, but that is the key: it is 0nly a little. That way I'm covered for emergencies or if a little extra is really needed.
With one RyV experience under my belt, I'm more prepared this time. I chose this particular location because last time I missed out on the sauna part and that was something I really wanted. I of course didn't see all the rooms at this location, but others have said they all have an attached sauna. Mine did, and the experience was what I had hoped for. But I'm jumping ahead a little...
First, the mama-san sat me down in an empty waiting room, got me a drink, chatted a minute, and then left. I could hear a little noise enough to know there was at least one girl around somewhere, but apparently all were busy. I should have called ahead, not 0nly for directions but also to ensure my visit was expected, but sometimes I'm rather spontaneous. In a few minutes, a cute little thing in a mini-skirt and boots came in, kissed me, went to the bar, offered me another drink, then came and sat beside me. I had cleverly chosen the 0nly double seat in the room--for this very reason! Now I was the experienced hobbyist with a girl sitting with him. Hah, how quickly I have moved up in the ranks!
Her name was Elizabeth, and she was cuter than a bug in a rug. She said she was 21, we chatted some, and gradually the room filled with girls. Each one came and kissed me, then sat, and in the end I was sitting with 5 beautiful girls and the mama-san, the 0nly male there. Life is good. The others were Maria-Fernandez (I think), Emily, Kelli, and Jose (I guess it's not just a boy's name). My spanish is good enough to catch about one word in ten, and I'm clueless as to the context when I do catch the words. Through body language and the few words though I can tell they are talking about previous sessions and laughing about pensises, sounds made when coming, and so forth. Man I wish I could really speak spanish.
After a while one girl looked at me and said "loco, eh?", gesturing to the others and laughing. I said "yo tambien", which made them all laugh. Having learned, I asked for an hour with Elizabeth, massage & sauna, and then there is some explanation that sounds like it's not possible. I'm really confused and after a little begin to believe that Elizabeth is about to leave, or has a scheduled client or something. So I'm debating which other girl I want. They all look attractive, but something about Elizabeth clicked with me the instant I saw her and so I'm a little bummed that I'll have to choose someone else.
All is well, however. Elizabeth leaves for a little, then returns to lead me by the hand to our room. I think the earlier problem was probably all the rooms were occupied or being cleaned or something like that. Elizabeth is very petite. I'm not a good guesser as to height, but she is quite short and very slender and well formed. Everything is in the right proportions and in the right place, she has curves everywhere and is soft and hard at the same time. How do they do that? The massage begins with her naked body rubbing on mine, then a thorough massage, then kisses, then cbj (a few little teasing flicks of tongue before the cover though which is sensational, both on the twins and the little guy). Then a between-the-legs job. Until Relax Y Vida I had never had this, but if full service is off the table, this is at least getting close.
Deep, thorough kissing seems to be standard at RyV, and this is no exception. I've said previously this is one of my major turn-ons, and once we moved to the steam room her abilities here while working the hand job caused the impossible: I came in her hand! You are probably saying what's the big deal--well maybe for most guys it's not. But until now I've never come from either a bj or by hand. I feel like she took my virginity. (Which was happily given). Elizabeth is not just another notch in the bedstead; she occupies an honored place in my heart.
What else can I say? Steam, eucalyptus leaves, hot tub, shampoo, facial, shower. These are all great in an of themselves but when an attentive, beautiful young woman is doing them all to you with loving caresses and kisses, you will melt into a little puddle of goo. Happy goo, and the 0nly sad part is having to leave.
Mundane money details: I tipped Elizabeth S/50 in the room and paid S/80 on the way out at the desk. Again, I already knew the prices from research here. At an exchange rate of 2.7 soles to dollars, that is somewhere around $48.70. I have found it useful to think in terms of $3.70 per 10 soles or $37.00 for 100 soles. That isn't exact but it's close. Is an hour of the above treatment worth $50.00? I think so, and my 0nly additional wish is for full service to be on the table. I for one would gladly pay S/120 to S/180 as a tip if this was the case.
I can guess that the establishment's rules are because pimping is illegal and they could get into trouble if a link was established between their employees and prostitution (which must be regarded as 0nly full service activity by the Peru authorities). But other banos turcos do it with no problems so I can't say I really understand. I do wish though that every working girl would first be educated by a Relax Y Vida mama-san. That GFE to the max treatment is so incredible that even without full service it stands out as value beyond the norm. Imagine if a full service place ratcheted up the attitudes to the same level, or RyV began offering full service. I too would want to buy the house next door, or move right in.
