The ladies offer me the shower (out of room), and although I’m still wet from home, I happily accept (one can never be too clean). And, after I’m scrubbed, I come back to the massage room and wait.
Emily is the first back… and, in seeing my terror, suggests we start with a backrub. Yes Ma’am, backrub it is. So I lie down, and she gets to work. It is pleasant, even though I’m far from relaxed. And soon, there is another set of hands. And, even though I’m LESS relaxed… it is even MORE pleasant. In a wonderfully distracting way. And then, it’s time for the “flip