The S&M of Massage
I hired a masseuse a couple of weeks ago. It was Kay’s idea to make this an out-call appointment. I spent the day straightening my bedroom and making space for her table. It turned out to be a rainy afternoon. So I cracked the window to let the cool washed air and the crash of the droplets in. Very soothing. iTunes was set with a mix of South American and vintage lounge tunes. Friends thought it was strange to pay a person for a massage when I have a lover that could easily do it. I told them that a massage between lovers usually ends with sex. Besides, an exchange of currency for services is probably the most honest relationship that a person can enter into. With that in mind, I waited eagerly.