Hands From Heaven Wednesday night

I had not been to Hands from Heaven since the pre-covid days. I was in Brampton on business last week when I drove south on Dixie Road from my stop on Steeles. I saw the Orenda street sign and rapidly turned my car around and proceeded west on Orenda and Rutherford. The plaza where Hands from Heaven sits has been cleaned up a bit. The restaurant is gone and a few auto related businesses have moved in within the last few years.

The massage parlour is still situated on the back of the plaza. There's lots of parking. The building has no windows and a heavy steel door has replaced the original aluminum door. Inside, the counter remains on the left. There is a bottled water cooler and a candy dish to the right of the counter.

The receptionist was very friendly and courteous. The price list was short, $150, $170 or $190 for thirty, forty-five minutes or an hour respectively. She offered me some water and candy.

There were three young ladies available. Two were black-haired. I opted for the blonde Diana whom I ogled on the website. She was tall and with shoulder length blonde hair. She was slim and well proportioned. She told me that she used to dance at the old Cannonball, Locomotion and Million Dollar stripclubs. Hence, she looked like the prototypical stripper, enhanced very large tits, flat stomach and shaved pussy.

She stripped down and I got an immediate hardon. I wanted her. She massaged my back with her soft cool hands with lots of oil. Her touch was very soothing. She told me of her exploits as a dancer. She eschewed the fact that too many of the girls are performing extras which she claimed that she never did. She also indicated that the parlour had been renovated. I noticed that immediately. The rooms have been repainted. Each room has a TV which runs an advertising loop. Large mirrors abound. I noticed no missing tiles, discolouration of the walls and ceiling, and most of all, no extension wires or exposed cords.