I had an upcoming trip to Korea and there was no doubt that I wanted some P4P. I turned to ISG Seoul and Sammy Boy Forums for some research. During my last visit to Korea, I hadn’t yet discovered these mongering forums, and I was surprised at how much info there was to be found.
Reading about the great experiences at Korean massage parlors called “anma” (meaning massage), they are full service establishments with girls to bathe, massage, and FS with 2-3 girls. I was really tempted as the two girls I previously had in 588 Cheongyangni RLD were a bit lackluster and mechanical. The anmas wouldn’t be cheap though and would cost around 250000 KRW ($210 USD ).
I was really split at this point as I’m the type of guy that really likes to see before I buy and at the anmas there’s no guarantee of what you will get, though the reports have been promising with good women. In the end, I planned to visit an anma for the experience and if time and stamina permitted, I wanted to visit 588 again for some window shopping, all in the same evening.
After researching, I had my candidates. Eve Anma in Gangnam district would be the venue and just in case it didn’t work out, the secondary would be Ace Anma (aka Fish Anma ) Research from mongering review site Rockit Reports. Knowing that Gangnam is far from my hotel on the other side of the river (Gangnam means south of the river), the 3rd fallback would be to hit up 588 Cheongyangni RLD if everything else didn’t work out.
Arriving in Korea I made my way to my hotel hours behind schedule and completely exhausted. Having had only 10 hours of total sleep in the last 96 hours including two exhausting flights from the US, sleep deprivation was against me and by the time I was about to hit the streets it was already past 8 pm moving towards 9.
I asked the hotel clerk about going to Gangnam since it was getting late and knew its 40 minutes on the metro just to get there. He too thought it was late but said, I could taxi it back for 30-40 USD.
Gangnam, an area popularized by Korean pop star Psy, was an area I had not previously visited. Combined with the need to wake up at 4 or 5 in the morning and no taxi experience in Korea, I hesitantly decided against it and instead set off for 588 Cheongyangni. Cheongyangni was a sure bet as I’ve been there before and is reliable. It’s only 20 minutes away and easily returnable by taxi, bus, or even by via a long long walk as a very very last resort.
Taking the metro I exited Cheongyangni station through the Lotte department store exit and made a left. Immediately you could see the pink glow down an alley. I read this instruction from International sex guide which was much easier than my previous method of exiting by the hospital.
As soon as I exited and headed towards the alley, I was approached by ajumas whispering “agashi agashi” to me, meaning “miss” or “young lady”. I fended off an ajuma or two until a third one convinced me to follow her. I was accosted by ajumas during my last visit but I never followed them into their small alleys and dark houses.
I followed this ajuma down a wide but dark alley opposite of Lotte department store until I entered what seemed to be the brothel. Several people were eating dinner in the front parlor and she brought me through a dimly lit hallway with several rooms.
She motioned me into one of the rooms and had me take off my shoes. I stepped in and scanned around.
There was a bed on the floor with a bed and a small dresser and a TV, dimly lit and bit shabby. Ajuma motioned with her left hand, making a circle with her fingers and then slapping it her right hand. It was clear what she was conveying.
She then wanted money and I said, I want to see the girl first. I was not about to give her money without seeing the goods. I motioned to my eyes and she left the room. I had no intention of staying and was going to get out of there no matter what, but it would be ok to see what these ajumas had in store.
A minute later the door slid open and Ajuma returned into the room. A lady behind her peeked around the door barely showing a tiny bit of her face (the camera misses this). OMG she must have been 50 plus!!!! I said no thank you, put my shoes, and walked out.
While going through the hallway, she walked right by so I got another look and boy was she old! Frizzy permed hair, tacky heels, tired legs… Looked like she was old enough to be a grandma! I left the brothel and grinned in disbelief as I walked away. Ironically even more ajumas approached me as I was leaving through the alley. Tired of the ajuma barrage, I walked out of the area onto the main street. Thank you but no thank you ajumas, no women older than me… No women that are old enough to be my mother.
By Mr Q