March 05, 2003
On Sunday Geneve took me for a tandem massage
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That means me and the masseuse massaged each other.
Hah. Actually, it meant G got a massage on the table beside mine. It was pretty relaxing, and as would be imagined, too short. I would love it to become a habit though.
It was the first "professional" massage for both of us, and here's an FYI: skip wearing the (optional) provided paper thong and leave your boxers on, and you don't get a bum massage.