Full body Massage happy Ending
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It begins before you even get to my office. You call me, I answer, and you start asking me things like, "Is it a FULL BODY massage?" Then, you tell me I sound sexy. You ask if I'M going to do your massage. Before I became a massage therapist, I always thought that happy endings were good things. You know, like you read about in fairy tales. "They lived happily ever after. The End."
People think it's easy to become a massage therapist. I blame the commercials. They always say "In less than a year, I got on the road to a health care career!" They never mention that in LESS THAN A YEAR, we know the names, locations, and functions of every body part. Not just 206 bones, but even the myelin sheath that surrounds the axons of your neurons. We've studied diseases and skin conditions. We learn about Eastern medicine, too. This involves energy, points, channels, colors, seasons, emotions... We packed all of that, and much more, into our brains. I think that deserves a hint of respect.
You guys come to my office without even taking a shower first. Sir, you're going to be naked on my table, and I'm only going to be an arm's length away. It's June, and we're in Florida. The room stinks before you've even finished undressing. Oh, and you haven't even passed gas yet... which half of you do.
Most of you start face down. In a way, that's nice for me. You're can't be too aggressive with your sexual harassment yet. That's what I think, eh? As soon as I move that towel, you spread your thighs and lift your ass. I wasn't going to touch your musky hole in the first place... but I'm having a hard time convincing myself to do your thighs with all of the funk in the air.