I'll give you the bottom line first: Warabi, soapland, breasts.
Let me walk you through it step by step.
My experience and this topic
From my twenties into my forties, I've walked this world the whole way. Today's topic is one I've had to face head-on more times than I can count.
ElonMy first time at a Yoshiwara soapland was at 25 — back before I'd had the pearls put in. These days, seeing the reaction when I go in with the pearls is one of the fun parts. The conversation with a girl who asks "what is that?" turns out to be surprisingly enjoyable.
Points worth knowing
- Nail the basics first — advanced moves only stand on top of fundamentals
- Stacked-up experience is the best teacher — you won't absorb it just by reading
- Find a shop you can trust — to cut down the time you spend dithering
ElonI'm not trying to conquer every soapland in the country, but I've hit the "signature" soaplands in each region at least once. My conclusion: service quality and cleanliness don't correlate. Even a bargain joint can have downright divine service.
The option I'm pushing right now
Elon42, single, living alone. When nearly your whole paycheck goes to fuzoku, you naturally develop an eye for it. That's not a brag or a regret — just a fact I'm putting on the record.
My bottom line: I recommend a visit to First Class Ruby. The service quality, the ease of booking, and the overall quality are all consistently solid.