One late afternoon, after work, I was really exhausted. Is it because of the meetings we had, the preparations for the presentations, the height of meetings higher ups and projection of self to them. I guess, it's everything into one.
I scrolled through my cellphone to see If there is a massage salon somewhere near me. Browsing, there are two. I tried to call one, but it's not answering. Called the next one. They booked me half an hour from now.
When I came, we said hellos and they asked if it is fine if I have a male masseuse, because they are fully booked and he is the only one available. I agreed and they gave me a bathrobe, leading me to the shower room.
I took off my clothes, placed it in a locker and proceeded to shower myself. I lavished my skin with their nice smelling soap and
