Victoria Ageoshimo Erotic Massage ❤️

About Tokyo

Raspy little secret, eh—ancient Greeks, them horny bastards, called it “bodywork,” slathered oil like madmen, wrestlers gettin’ slippery and frisky! Ain’t that wild? Gets me gigglin’, thinkin’ ‘bout some oiled-up fool slippin’ off the table—wham! Floor’s jealous, ha!

Please fully enjoy an elegant moment with a lady in yukata at our first-class Japanese-style room.

There's a great place near Hotel Route-inn Grand Tokyo-Asakusabashi, it was like literally 3 minute walk away. Got an hour massage for $55 CDN.

First off, I hit the streets of Ageoshimo, and lemme tell ya, the vibe was off the charts. The sun was shining, but it was that weird, sticky heat. You know, the kind that makes you feel like you’re walking through soup? Ugh. I was cruising down Kōen-dōri, and I swear, the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. So pretty! But then, BAM! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, really? Thanks, universe. Just what I needed.