Hosting at-home spa day: manscaping, personal grooming, shower with DIY full body oatmeal and sugar scrub. Lots of soapy lather to rinse it all off.
Follow me to the full-sized professional massage table. I’ll go first to test your skills, training, and touch. Set the timer for forty-five minutes. Go!
You’re next on the table. I’ll show you how’s it really done, from the top of your head, down through your solar plexus, sacral chakra, and on to the soles of your feet. Set the timer. I’ll have you flowing and floating within ten minutes.
Catch your breath. Let’s move the table out of the way and unfold the yoga mats, light a few candles, incense, and try to lower your defenses if anything is left after I’ve massaged you.
Lie on the mat next to me and listen to the dulcet tones of the meditation guide. Sink deeper into the mat and floor. Unclench your ass cheeks and fall even deeper through Alice’s Looking Glass.
Exhale. Hold my hand if you think you’ll float away from me.
Bring your mojo bag, toiletries, towel, and your yoga mat. Bring your grooming supplies and tools. Be patient. The mutual spa day requires trust and vulnerability.
You in? Okay. You know what to do: send a Reddit chat with more than some scaredy cat one-liner.
Tell me why I ought to invite you over with more than a corny one-liner. What compelling reason will you offer up for an invite?
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