The word "joy" is on the door. No door bell/buzzer. Looks abandoned. But WTF, around 4pm I knocked on the door, and then turned to head back to the car. The door opens a bit and the manager sticks her head out. I'm let in, reluctantly at first. She is very nervous and I have to convince her to take me back to one of the cubicles. She wants ID. I told her I left it in the car but whipped out my dick as my ID. I grab her ass. She calls in Anna/Hannah, long hair, slim, butter face. Glad I just took the 1/2 hour for $40. OK massage, lame build up to the flip. Had to guide her hand to jras jr, and she began an OK HJ. Refused to do a BJ of any kind. Nice nips but no sucking on them. No kissing on lips. Could rub her ass, but no pussy play. Finished via DIY with her encouragement. Clean up, tip 40, so-so experience overall. Supposedly 1 or 2 other gals but didn't see them. The manager seems pretty paranoid and probably for good reason. Might try one of the other girls since no other AMP options nearby.