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About Houston

Me? I’m obsessed, right? Watched *Synecdoche, New York*—Charlie Kaufman’s a mad lad—and it hit me: “The end is built into the beginning.” Sexual-massage is that, fam! Starts all chill, then bam— fireworks, tension’s gone, you’re floatin’. Gets me all giddy, like I’ve cracked some evil code. But—ugh—some creeps out there ruin it. Pushy weirdos who don’t get “no.” Makes me wanna zap ‘em with my laser—*pinky-to-mouth*—“One million dollars!”—and poof, they’re toast.

Goddess Zen ~ Sensual Masseuse, BDSM Practitioner

Massage was alright, not really therapeutic nor there was teasing. Draping was on both places but she moved it around when massaging. The.

So, listen up! I live near the heart of downtown. Ever strolled down Orange Ave? Its busy pulse just knocks yer boots off, spurring dreams and worries alike. The vibe is wild and raw—like my own cunseling sessions, where every tear and laugh is real as the fountain at Lake Eola Park. I’ve sat in that park many a time, sheltering big ol’ hearts, tryin’ to mend ‘em with a pinch of wisdom and humor.

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