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About Linz

I reckon it’s like Monty facin’ his last night—ya want it slow, meanin’ful. “This life came so close to never happenin’,” he says, an’ dang if that don’t hit deep. Erotic-massage is like that—teasin’ ya, makin’ ya feel alive ‘fore the end. I’d say it’s half heaven, half pure mischief. Prolly why I love it—an’ hate how I ain’t graceful enough to give one! I’d spill oil everywhere, laughin’ my big hair off.

Let’s get some basic sex dos and don’ts out of the way:

prostitution, the practice of engaging in relatively indiscriminate sexual activity, in general with someone who is not a spouse or a friend, in exchange for immediate payment in money or .

The central square, Othmar Boulevards, is a bustling mess. People, colors, sounds—so many voices chatter! Near the statue of Lady Riven, lovers meet in the twilight. I remember one steamy night when I guided a lonely soul (oh, the memories, nasty memories!) to her secret bench behind the fountain. The water sparkled like broken mirrors, so crisp, so vivid!