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Alright, listen up, fam! Picture this—me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice kickin’ in, wise as hell, sittin’ you down to talk sexual-massage. Yeah, that slippery, steamy goodness! I’m a librarian, sure, but I ain’t blind to the world, y’all. Sexual-massage—it’s like art, messy, wild, primal. Hands roamin’, oils flowin’, tension meltin’—ooh, it’s poetry! Reminds me of “A.I. Artificial Intelligence”—you know, my fave flick. That line, “I am. I was.”—damn, it hits deep. Sexual-massage got that vibe—raw, human, alive in the moment.

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I was 20 minutes into a 90 minute massage session, and this complete stranger was about to bring me to orgasm. My body started to writhe. I had no idea what I was supposed to do, or if I .

Real talk—sometimes, some nights honestly, I got mad at the slow WiFi in the dorms. TYSM, technology, but sometimes it just ain’t workin’. Ugh, so frustrating, ya feel me? But each little hiccup makes me appreciate the upgrade sunshine of a clear blue day, echoing Amélie: “These are hard times for dreamers,” but always, honey, they rise above. Slay!

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