Went to a 'new' AMP that started listing in Criagslist.org, which is on Beaver Street off of Broadway in an old commercial building next to Burger King. I went about three weeks ago and left quite undecided so I withheld my comments.
The premises were bare bones, not much of a spa look. Literally an office building floor left vacant and thus used for a 'spa'. With regards to my first visit, the table shower and massage were above average, but there was no soft touch. The HE was very well done with plenty of UTC. So for $60 at the door and $40 to the masseuse I left with the notion of upside. I went back again last week and had a woman named Gina (not the same woman as my first visit whose name I cannot recall). DON'T GO. Massage, was again, ok. The shower room had old towels hanging and drying and a bucket of what looked like a bunch of wash clothes soaking (I can only guess where these wash clothes were used). The lady used a loofa sponge that had some other guy's whiskers in it and the table itself was located right next to an outlet. I should have left but I stayed. In the massage room I realized (afterwards) that they neither change sheets nor do anything to look like they are preparing a clean table for the next sucker. Again no soft touch, and the HE was an absolute buzz kill. I have been to dozens upon dozens of places over the years. When the girl cleans your junk in the table shower you know that at the end there will at least be a HE (mine were cleaned). Well the end comes with no soft touch and I have to basically tell her what to do. Mind you over my years of going to these places, I have always done well insofar as the extras. Where guys on the board complain that only OTC roaming was allowed, I seemed to be able to push for and get more. This woman was an absolute locked cell. Every time I roamed she slapped my hand away. Mind you she was wearing a t-shirt and no bra, the latter which is usually an indicator that she's up for something. For some reason she thought she was compensating by jamming her finger up my ass, something I am not a fan of. I gave up. I closed my eyes and let her finish. I got dressed as fast as possible. As I was leaving (again that is when I noticed the sheets not changed) the floor to get on the elevator, she said, not asked, "you coming again, right." Fat chance. Avoid this place, it is amongst the worst ever AMP experiences ever IMHO. $60/$30 so I didn't get into a fight.