Let me cut to the chase: Yoshiwara cheap soaplands, early morning.
I'll walk you through it step by step.
My experience and this topic
From my twenties into my forties, I've been walking this world the whole time. And this particular topic is one I've had to wrestle with again and again.
ElonComing from a guy who dumps nearly his whole paycheck into fuzoku, maybe this won't land — but "expensive shop" doesn't equal "good experience." Front-desk handling, the quality of the girls, cleanliness: get those three lined up and the price is secondary.
Points worth knowing
- Nailing the basics comes first — advanced moves only stand on a foundation of fundamentals
- Stacked-up experience is your best teacher — you don't absorb it just by reading
- Find a shop you can trust — to cut down on time spent second-guessing
ElonThere've been months where my fuzoku spending topped my rent. That's where being 42, single, and living alone lands you. No regrets. But it's a fact that if you don't set a "ceiling on what you're allowed to spend," you'll sink into the swamp.
The option I'm pushing right now
ElonThe first time I went to a Yoshiwara soapland I was 25. That was back before I'd gotten the pearls put in. These days the reaction when I go in with the pearls is one of the little pleasures. The conversation with a girl who asks "what is that?" turns out to be surprisingly fun.
Bottom line, I recommend a visit to First Class Ruby. The quality of service, the ease of booking, and the overall caliber are all consistently solid.