I asked my girlfriend to participate in a massage therapist roleplay. She agreed. One night, seated on the couch, I mentioned to her that I was going to go out to get a massage. She grinned at me, clearly getting the hint. I went out, gave her some time to prepare and texted her.
“Hello, I found your number online. Is is true you are offering massages?”
After a couple of minutes, she replied.
“Sorry, what’s your name?”
“My name is B. I found your advertisement online about a relaxing massage.”
“Hi Mr. B., indeed I do massages but I’m not in the spa anymore. I’m already home.”
“That’s too bad then… I was in the neighborhood and was wondering for a massage.”
“If you really want that we can try to do in my place, but I don’t have the proper bed and creams, so I don’t know if it would work for you. And I don’t have the pin machine, so you would have to pay in cash.”
“I don’t mind, I just had a stressful day and would like to relax a little bit. Maybe you could improvise with the bed and creams?”