Dear Massage Therapist,

Not positive, but from a professional standpoint, I don't think you were supposed to blatantly ogle my breasts when I flipped over beneath your sheet. Actually I'm pretty sure your job was to keep me covered, not expose me.

Whatever, Keep Touching Me,

P.S. If you were gonna do that shit, you coulda at least sprung for a happy ending....I kid. I kid.

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