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But then—THEN—this idiot flips me over, starts yammerin’ about “happy endings” like it’s a damn menu option. Pissed me off! I’m no tavern wench, you twat. “One more word, I’ll burn this shithole down,” I snapped—pure Cersei vibes. He shut up quick. Good. I ain’t here for your cheap porno script. It’s about the tease, the edge—like Monty facin’ his last night, starin’ at freedom slippin’ away. “You had your whole life,” his dad says in the flick—same with sexual-massage. It’s a moment, not a fuckin’ marathon.

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The cold and dirty massage rooms are upstairs. The treatment consists of a series of alternating random kneading and pounding actions. The room is cold, so you.

So, I’m running around, trying to make everything look perfect. I’m sweating bullets, and my mind’s racing. I’m thinking about all the paperwork I didn’t finish. And then, just as I’m about to lose it, my colleague, Lisa, walks in with a coffee. Bless her soul! She’s like, “You good?” I’m like, “No, I’m not good! We’re about to be inspected!”

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