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About Phoenix

So, sexual-massage, huh? It’s this weird mix—part relaxin’, part somethin’ else. Not my thing, too touchy-feely. Reminds me of *Carol*, that movie I secretly love. You know, “I don’t know what I want,” Carol says, all confused-like. That’s me gettin’ a sexual-massage—don’t know if I’m mad or just bored. Therese in the flick, she’s all soft and curious—kinda like the masseuse I had once, this gal named Brenda. Kept whisperin’ “release your energy,” like I’m a damn battery. Made me wanna punch a wall, but also—kinda worked? Hated that it did.

VF Arvin massage

First of all, it’s perfectly normal when genital touch is done with consent (permission or agreement) of both parties: the client and the massage practitioner. It usually means that this .

I know, I know, my rant’s all over. Typo typos aplenty: smeing, knott, heven, reall, muns, scnic, gruby, tised, and a few more scribbles. But that's life in Arvin for ya. It's raw, it’s loud, and it's real – not polished like those bourgeois cities with their shiny facades, eh?

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