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I was reading ReadyGal's blog today and she posted all the beautiful pictures of her view this morning. It reminded me that I live in a city filled with filth and how I came to the realization that in plain view of my apartment there is a whore house.
There's this "massage" place across the street from my apartment. One morning I woke up with a stiff neck (well, stiffer than usual... I have had horrible neck and back problems since I was twelve) and I decided to treat myself to a massage so I wouldn't kill myself from the pain. I go over to the place and I realize that there's something fishy about it. There's a two way mirror with a sticker on it that says "Support Your Local Police". I had just read something about how many of the brothels in LA are known about by the cops but they slide under the radar because they are somehow in on the deal, they get a payoff or something. So this clicks in my head, but I decide to throw caution to the wind because my neck hurt and I had committed myself to the idea.
I walk in and the lady behind the counter doesn't speak English. Typical, not strange at all, especially in my neighborhood. I give her my money and she starts setting up a room. You could tell she was surprised that I was there and that they were not ready to do business, even though it was noon and all other massage places have been open for hours doing all sorts of massage type things. This was another hint to me that I might be in a whore house.
I go in for my massage. I can hear men entering the place as I'm laying there and I listen to hear them leaving after less than an hour, knowing that that will be all the proof I need. I didn't even have to wait, though. The lady who's massaging me kinda starts molesting me a little bit. She stops before she does anything I'd have to kill her for, and because I'm pretty much the biggest pussy ever, I don't say anything and allow her to keep going. When it's finally time for me to leave, she brings me my bra off the bench I had placed it on and TRIES TO PUT IT ON ME. I say no, so she snatches the towel that's covering my boobs away from me, and it's just a topless me, sitting on a massage table with an extremely pushy Korean whore. I finally got some guts and I yelled at her "I'm fine! I can do it myself!" and she leaves. I never really did anything about it after that. I told a couple friends, but I was pretty embarrassed about it for awhile. How dumb of me...
I guess the moral of this story is that if you think you're in a whore house, you're probably in a whore house and it's better to cut out early than to stick around and find out for yourself.
