It had been a long work trip and having been stuck at a desk for the week going over audits had got me a stiff lower back and neck pain which needed some therapeutic attention. I googled masseuses in Geneva and went through some of the listing. Couple were old and the numbers were disconnected. Eventually I called a girl called Jessica who was listed as being 5’6 with a petite body and fingers of magic. Her English wasn’t perfect in the listing which described her massages as guaranteed to release the stress.
I fixed up for her to come to my hotel around 6pm after work and booked a 2 hr deep tissue massage. It was all over what’s app and seemed to be quite professional except for the odd double ended question. When I opened the hotel room door Jessica was better than her pic. She was wearing a pair of tight jeans on her skinny legs and thighs. A short white t shirt which had some flowers on it. Her hair was tied up in a pony tail which pulled her face back making her cheek bones look even more accentuated.