Isabelle Lichtenvoorde Erotic Massage ❤️

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Sometimes I think, man, this is art. The way they knead ya, slow, deliberate – “a monk walks by silently” – that’s the mood. But then, bam, some creepo masseuse gets too grabby, and I’m like, nah, fuck off, mate. Surprised me once, this dude with hands like sandpaper – texture artist’s nightmare! Kicked him out, ruined my zen.

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So, I’m cruising down the Kerkstraat, right? Just vibin’ to my tunes, feeling all financial-planner-ish. I had a meeting with a client at the local bank. You know, the one on the corner of the Markt? Yeah, that one. I’m all prepped, got my spreadsheets ready, and then BAM! My phone buzzes. It’s my client. “Hey, can’t make it.” Like, seriously? You couldn’t tell me this earlier? I’m standing there like a fool, looking at the beautiful St. Bonifatiuskerk, and all I can think is, “Great, just great.”

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