I am working on this piece and welcome your comments. I am not sure if there is too much setup and not enough payoff.
Massage Envy
My masseuse was an older woman. She reminded me of my auntie. About 5 feet tall, with a wider frame, thinning hair with that hair color that only older ladies use and thick glasses. She was dressed in a blue uniform that resembled nurses scrubs. She escorted me into the room, handed me a towel and said “undress, lay face down on the table and call me when you are ready.”
I stripped down and positioned myself face down on the massage table with the towel covering my bare butt and I called for the masseuse. She came in and asked me what I wanted to work on and if I had any injuries or sensitive areas. I told her that I wanted a sports massage and to focus on my lower back.