LB Foot Care
Not a podiatrist in the Midway district, but a very good massage for an AMP.

I paid the $40 to the house and was led back to the room by a slender lady with a sing-song lilt in her voice and a plesant enough look (not a spring chicken, too cute for a mama san).

She asked me about the pressure and I said med-to-hard. She delivered. Lots of oil. Good technique. Towell irrelevant but not toss on the chair. Did a great lower back rub and grazing but not teasing. I wasnt sure if it was imtentional or careless.

On the flip, the towell was near at hand until she replaced it with a wash cloth. Again, lots of oil, great techique. The washcloth quickly slipped off on its own accord and was left to its own devices.

A bit more grazing, this time more calculated but still not an open tease. She worked the inner thigh in areas not usually addressed. But— No tug.

I started to move her hand but she jerked it away and asked if I wanted oil, which she promptly put in my hand for a DIY. She assisted only with some rubbing of the boys. Not sure if this was a first timer special or SOP for them.

Tiped her for the normal masaage and she seemed happy enough.

I'd go back again sometime for a regular massage width her if she'd given me a name. I forgot to ask since I was doing half the work.

She answered her bluetooth headset once without using her hands, mumbled soft and sweetly into the phone setting up her next appointment. It wasn't disturbing one I realized she wasnt talking to me.