Another episode at a massage shop
Another week or so passed before I visited me regular massage parlour again. I'd tried to go during CNY, but she had left early. On Monday, she closed shop early again while I overslept. So it was just last evening when I finally dragged myself down for the usual treatment. Again, she was in a hurry to leave. Something about feeling bored and oppressed in the confines of her shop during the festive season...
The usual TCSS commenced with her wishing my a happy CNY, and me presenting her the two oranges I'd kept in my bag all this one. One had blackened and there was a foul smell coming Reviewom it, so bo pian, had to make do with just the other.
She started with a good back rub and very soon ordered me to turn over. I had a hard time getting it up (no pun intended) due to a lot of heavy drinking recently. But when I felt her skilful tongue on my balls, it was full mast in no time! She tried her usual BBBJ, but after a while, gave up and resorted to her even more skilful hand. Must have sensed that today would be a difficult battle.
When I emerged Reviewom the shop, she presented me an Ang Pow like last year... only this time it was less than half what I got last year. Business must be really bad... or maybe it was because I only gave her one orange
Service: 10 minute back rub, BBBJ, HJ, 5 minute head rub (30 minutes total)
Extras: One Ang Pow
Damage: $50 + one mandarin orange
She seems in a hurry these days. It's been a while since she used her excellent massage skills on me. What, does she think I just go there to give her my sperm or something?