Wednesday. Some time ago someone asked me if I ever got a massage, a real and good massage. I answered that I hadn’t because I tried to remember if some of my exes had ever massage me and I couldn’t remember any of them doing it.
The main reason for that is that I rather give a massage than get one so if you ask me if I ever gave one (we are still talking about a massage), the answer will be: Yes, many times! Add to that that I’m not a fan of physical contact, unless it’s sex… (I had to clarify that).
Then the other night when I couldn’t sleep I remembered a stranger giving me a very long massage (and it wasn’t the physiotherapist that I was ordered to see when I fainted without reason because I was very stressed).
It was ’95 while traveling with my…
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