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So, sexual-massage—fuckin’ wild, innit? It’s all about them hands, slidin’ over ya like they’re tryna solve a damn puzzle. Little known fact: back in ancient Rome, them horny bastards had “massage parlors” where oil wasn’t just for cookin’. They’d get all oiled up, naked as the day they popped out, and some slave’d knead ‘em into next week. Kinda makes ya wonder what else they rubbed, huh? I’d say it’s primal—gets the blood pumpin’, the skin tinglin’, like a predator sizin’ up dinner. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” sure, but I’d knead it first, tenderize the goods!

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As the night goes on, I’m pouring drinks, cracking jokes, and just trying to keep the good vibes flowing. But then, I get this weird feeling. Like, something’s off. I look around, and I see this shady dude lurking by the entrance. He’s just standing there, looking sketchy. My bartender instincts kick in, and I’m like, “Not on my watch.”

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