Alex walked through the door of the massage parlour and sighed..another day..another dollar..His friends thought he was having a great summer giving massages to help pay his way through his last year of college but considering that most of his clients so far had been men or old ladies who were just happy to have male hands on them…it hadn’t really been his idea of fun. Only 3 days to go though and then he would be moving back to the big city for college.
“Alex your 9am client is waiting in Room 2 for you – full body Swedish massage”…”Great!” thought Alex “another old lady who just wants him to rub her down”…Alex was the only male masseuse and was the textbook definition of tall,dark and handsome…Towering at 6ft 3,his body was chiselled from years of rugby and his muscular arms were perfectly showcased by the uniform of a tight polo shirt with the small parlour logo on the right pocket. Despite his model looks and sporting prowess,Alex was completely unaware of the effect he had on those around him and was exceptionally shy.