Since I've never gone for a massage, it seemed rather exciting and yet I dread the part where they would have to massage the part of my back that was a little extra sensitive. Oh well, I'll just let the masseuse know where not to touch.
First problem I encountered? Disposable undies. They were waaaaaaaaay too small and even my mom had problems getting hers on. Imagine me trying to wear them... they at least got past my knees? Well after telling my masseuse that I had to wear my own undies or go naked, it was time to get on the bed and get myself oiled up... OOooOoooh... sexy.

The room was small yet it didn't feel claustraphobic and it greeted me with some gingery smell from a burner. The lady puts on rubber gloves and gets a big bowl of oil, supposedly infused with green tea. She starts with my legs and it's a really nice feeling especially since my calves seem to be sore these few weeks, but I didn't get why she kept pressing the back of my knee. It kinda started hurting but was still tolerable. Furthermore, the rubber gloves just made it weird, but I guess applying oil would be much easier. Then at one point she puts a little pressure on my butt and it actually felt good. I ought to take a chart and cross out points that matter!
Next bit was my back and I told her about the super duper sensitive area before she did anything. But what did she do, go right to that spot and knead her way up my spine! 
Hello aunty? Didn't I tell you that it hurts there? Just move up, don't touch the base. My shoulders need more attention. Yes! Yes! Use your whole weight on my shoulders but leave the base alone.
Once she was done torturing my lower back and trying her best to get the knots out of my shoulders, she whispered something and I thought that was it. My hour was up and .... oh wait... she said turn over. Turn over? Oh My Boobs!
Hmmm... how do I do this? I'm also kinda stuck to the plastic sheet on the bed. Ok... quick plan in mind... I flip to the side and then on my back, and in one quick motion she covered me with the towel. Now why the hell am I afraid she'll see my boobs when she's been massaging my arse? Ok lady, just do your thing...I'm not bothered no more.
This time she starts with my shoulders and work down my arms. Feels good but not as good as my calves... that's until she got to my fingers and gave them a much needed yanking. POP POP POP... all of them releasing their tension. MMMmmmm.... what's next? Exposing my tummy? Hmmm... I haven't had my tummy rubbed since I was a kid... I was wondering how it would feel... and what did I feel? I felt TICKLISH! The whole time she massaged my tummy I held in my laughter until I couldn't, almost knocking her bowl of oil down in the process.
Thank goodness she was done and moved down to my legs. Once again it felt really good but I realised that I was more ticklish than I thought. Everytime she massged my thigh I wanted to start laughing again. Worst of all was when I got a cramp from holding in my laughter... what a waste of her efforts. Hahaha.... Then the final bit when she was almost done with my legs was to press some areas near my crotch.
OH NICE! That was a giant shocker!
Then she walks behind my back and I'm wondering what other surprises she has for this massage virgin and then she removes the towel over my eyes to give me a head massage... OOOoohOOhoOHooh that was the best part. Now if only she massaged my head at the stsrt, I would've told her to just do my head and shoulders for the whole hour. Finally she asks me to sit up and does a final attempt on my tough shoulders before she gave up and left me alone to get dressed.
So the verdict? I think I would consider having a head and shoulder massage but other than that, I don't see a point in getting massages on a regular basis.


Once she was done torturing my lower back and trying her best to get the knots out of my shoulders, she whispered something and I thought that was it. My hour was up and .... oh wait... she said turn over. Turn over? Oh My Boobs!

This time she starts with my shoulders and work down my arms. Feels good but not as good as my calves... that's until she got to my fingers and gave them a much needed yanking. POP POP POP... all of them releasing their tension. MMMmmmm.... what's next? Exposing my tummy? Hmmm... I haven't had my tummy rubbed since I was a kid... I was wondering how it would feel... and what did I feel? I felt TICKLISH! The whole time she massaged my tummy I held in my laughter until I couldn't, almost knocking her bowl of oil down in the process.

Thank goodness she was done and moved down to my legs. Once again it felt really good but I realised that I was more ticklish than I thought. Everytime she massged my thigh I wanted to start laughing again. Worst of all was when I got a cramp from holding in my laughter... what a waste of her efforts. Hahaha.... Then the final bit when she was almost done with my legs was to press some areas near my crotch.

Then she walks behind my back and I'm wondering what other surprises she has for this massage virgin and then she removes the towel over my eyes to give me a head massage... OOOoohOOhoOHooh that was the best part. Now if only she massaged my head at the stsrt, I would've told her to just do my head and shoulders for the whole hour. Finally she asks me to sit up and does a final attempt on my tough shoulders before she gave up and left me alone to get dressed.
So the verdict? I think I would consider having a head and shoulder massage but other than that, I don't see a point in getting massages on a regular basis.
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