You come to me for a massage. I knock on the door to your room.
“Come in!” You say.
You’re in a robe when I walk in.
“Oh” I say, “I thought you were on the table already. I’ll turn around”.
“Oh it’s okay I just I got distracted; I guess that’s one of the reasons I’m here.” You say as you disrobe before I get the chance to turn around.
You’re body leaves me absolutely stunned. Literally. I try to turn around but my body feels like its in slow motion. I only just get turned around as you lay on the table. I position the towel on your butt, pull myself together and get the oil ready.
I ask, “Are there anything areas where you have any issues; anything you would like me to focus on?”
“Well,” you say, “I’ve been having some leg pain and of course some lower back and shoulder soreness.”
“What do you mean, ‘Of course,’ what’s the problem?”
“Oh please!” Lifting you’re head from the table you smile at me teasingly, “I saw you take a peek.”