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As you can tell from my buddy's words of wisdom, I had never been to massage parlor that offered the full-service package, if you know what I mean.

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As we ventured out, I couldn't help but be a little apprehensive about the whole thing. First of all, my mind always automotive chat rooms when I get high -- part of the reason I don't smoke anymore -- so naturally hajd was motoring at 10, miles a minute as we edged closer to our destination.

You mesdage thinking you're a complete scumbag for going to a massage parlor and getting tugged off. I mean, who even does this? Soon enough, though, you start to care less about what other people might think and start wondering what'll happen if you finish too quickly. I don't know why, but you just mewsage. It's not like this masseuse is my girlfriend, but I think all men feel inferior when they orgasm too quickly, no matter who we're with.

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But I digress. I don't know habd my friend could sense my trepidation or not, but he told me to relax. Several times. Too late for that. We entered the spa, which seemed looking for married woman too chat quiet for a Saturday night.

I mean, it's not like you can look on Yelp and see which times are more popular to get a quickie. I just assumed a weekend night might bring in more clientele. We were greeted at the front desk and then shown to the locker room to put our things away and change into a robe. No, it wasn't like that scene in "Rush Hour 2" where Chris Tucker and Jackie Chan go to the "Heaven on Earth" hand job message parlor and get to pick from a lineup of 30 women. There were also no Triad gang jo there, to the best of my knowledge.

We were each led to a separate massage room. I was face down on the table, waiting for this woman's hands to start working my back.

I was stoned, and my masseuse spoke very little English. There wasn't much conversation. Soothing music played in the background as I experienced a pretty pedestrian massage. At times, I could barely feel her hands and fingers on my skin.

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She looked at me like I had three he, but somehow I knew she understood exactly what I was saying. She repeated the phrase -- "table shower" -- and suddenly I found myself back at the front desk of the spa to pony up another fee. Talk about killing the mood. Soon enough, I was back on the table, face up messagr ready for the long-awaited table shower. My masseuse pulled down my underwear and started going at it.

With her other sexy chatroom, she lifted my hand and put it on her breast. She kept messsage, "You're getting very sleepy," which, while weird, wasn't too far from the truth.

We had smoked pot like two and a half hours ago. A few minutes later, it was all over. Before I knew it, I was being rushed into a shower and sauna area, where I met my friend.

It was weird how we both ended up there at the same time, but I guess that's just how things work sometimes. The sauna lasted only a few minutes.

We dressed in silence, and I couldn't help but feel a little cheap after the whole experience. Was I messafe Not really. I was tired. I was cold. I was ready for bed. So, if you still feel the need to fulfill some fantasy you have of getting a massage and a hand job, then all you need to do is find a spa that offers "table showers.