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So, sexual-massage—ain’t just rubbin’ backs, nah, it’s sensual, it’s intimate, it’s got that *oomph*. I’m talkin’ oils, dim lights, hands slidin’ where ya didn’t expect—makes ya go, “What’s happening here?” Kinda like when Veronica in the movie says, “I hit something,” and yer like, what?! Same shock, same thrill! I got into this one time—true story—some underground joint in Burlington, 20 bucks, sketchy as hell. Lady’s hands were magic, but I’m sittin’ there thinkin’, “Is this legal? Am I a senator or a sinner?” Made me laugh—nervous, sweaty laugh—’cause it’s sneaky, right? Little-known fact: back in the ‘70s, hippies turned massage into this wild, free-love thing—sexual-massage was born outta that, no billionaires invited!

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