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About Phoenix

Clarice… imagine me, prison warden, stuck in this hellhole, thinkin bout erotic-massage. Drives me wild, y’know? Skin on skin, slow hands, it’s like poetry—*“a single gesture, swift and fatal”*—but nah, not fatal, just fuckin sensual. Gets me outta these bars in my head. Used to piss me off, hearin cons talk bout it, braggin like they invented it—shut up, ya filthy animals! But then, Clarice, I got curious, dug into it. Found out—get this—ancient China had erotic-massage, called “tuina,” some secret emperor shit. Blows my mind! Hands slidin, oil drippin, tension meltin away—makes me wanna break outta here and try it.

Escorts in Inverness were asked; Do you ever regret your career choice as working as an escort?

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I love strollin' by the River Ness-ish, where water glimmers like shattered glass. I gotta say, workin' hands on weary muscles, I spy little details others miss. One minute, a stray sunflower bursts from cracked concrete; the next, ancient bricks whisper ancient secrets. My best days? When a client’d nod, say "you ease my pain" and I’d just be like, “Hell yeah, that's life, sweet and messy.”

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