Steve at Shadows and Light talked about a massage yesterday and that reminded me of an adventure, for lack of a better word, that the Boy Scout and I had.
We had golfed all day and I had a sore neck. I mentioned I knew a good little massage place that was open until 9:00pm. Finding it closed down for good, we searched for another. The place we found was not fancy by any means but, what the heck, we took a chance.
I went in first. Neck and back felt nice. She gets to work on my calves and then thighs, then started working her way up. It was not until then it occurred to me that this might not be what I thought it was. Girl was getting way to close to (ahem) the lady bits. Yuppers, I definitely was getting uncomfortable. Using body language, I let her know that was quite enough. Eventually, she had me sit up and worked on my shoulders. Then she did a sort of movement that started at my shoulders and worked her way down the sides of my body....in a rather sensual way. At that point she said, "You got beautiful body". I said thanks and hopped off the table. I'm well beyond the prude I once was.
Honestly, my sore neck was feeling pretty good and, mostly, I was wondering what was going on in the next room where my Boy Scout was.
To this day he admits to nothing
We had golfed all day and I had a sore neck. I mentioned I knew a good little massage place that was open until 9:00pm. Finding it closed down for good, we searched for another. The place we found was not fancy by any means but, what the heck, we took a chance.
I went in first. Neck and back felt nice. She gets to work on my calves and then thighs, then started working her way up. It was not until then it occurred to me that this might not be what I thought it was. Girl was getting way to close to (ahem) the lady bits. Yuppers, I definitely was getting uncomfortable. Using body language, I let her know that was quite enough. Eventually, she had me sit up and worked on my shoulders. Then she did a sort of movement that started at my shoulders and worked her way down the sides of my body....in a rather sensual way. At that point she said, "You got beautiful body". I said thanks and hopped off the table. I'm well beyond the prude I once was.
Honestly, my sore neck was feeling pretty good and, mostly, I was wondering what was going on in the next room where my Boy Scout was.
To this day he admits to nothing
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