This is a true story - my husband and I were traveling in China for our giftware company. We were staying in a hotel and had mentioned to our Chinese friend/guide that we really wanted to get a massage. We had been traveling for a couple weeks and a nice massage sounded good. Later, at dinner our friend said that he had arranged our massages and that we could go down to the basement of the hotel after dinner and enjoy our massages.
We then, after dinner, go to the basement of the hotel. There we see a long, ornate, front desk with a very stern looking Chinese woman behind it with her hair up in a tight bun wearing a plain black pant suit. She barely speaks English but understood that we were there for our arranged massages. She has a young gal usher into one room. The room looked like a bad motel room, 2 twin beds, an old black and white tube-style television and not much else. We sat there then and waited for quite a long time not knowing what to do. No one had given us robes or any instruction. So we sit there like a bunch of dummies. Finally these 2 girls come in, I swear they look like they are 12 and dressed like Minnie Mouse with bows in their hair and polka-dot dresses (I am not making this up!) They pat on the twin beds as if to indicate that we are each to lay down. -We are still fully dressed and the whole thing is so strange. I lay down on one twin bed face down. I look at my husband and he does the same on his twin bed. My girl starts to very lamely rub my arm. I am thinking, this is the strangest massage I've ever had! Then suddenly my Minnie Mouse climbs up on top of my back and is sitting on me! I basically buck her off, jump up and and yell at my husband "we're in a whore house!!!". He jumps up too and looks very embarrassed. We storm out of the room and I march up to the lady at the front desk (Madam?) and tell her that we are not paying for this and that we did not realize what type of massage this was. She starts yelling at me in Chinese so I don't know what she is saying. We very quickly go upstairs to the main lobby of the hotel where we just happen to run in to our friend/guide and a few other people that we are traveling with. When we tell them what happened our American friends are dying with laughter but our Chinese friend/guide is mortified. He had mistakenly thought that this type of "massage" was what we wanted. He was so very sorry and said he'd go down and straighten it out with the "madam" downstairs so we wouldn't be charged on our hotel bill. The next day we received and apology and a fruit basked from the hotel. To this day our one American friend that was with us, whenever he sees us says "you no likey your massage?".