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So, I’m riffin’ like a guitar master, strings screamin’, and this one time – true story – some underground joint in Gotham, chick’s givin’ me the rubdown, but she’s usin’ olive oil! Freakin’ OLIVE OIL, man! Smelled like a damn pizza, had me laughin’ hysterics – “What’s next, mozzarella?” She got pissed, I’m cackling, “Why so serious?” Made me happy as a clown in chaos, but damn, that oil slicked me up good – slipped right off the table, BOOM! Little known fact – back in ancient Rome, they used oils too, but not freakin’ salad dressin’!

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We are two sensual curvy women who run a discrete massage parlor hidden right here in Saint John. We offer several levels of erotic options to add to your massage to make sure we get .

As the night goes on, I’m feeling all sorts of emotions. Happy, surprised, even a bit angry at that swan. But mostly, I’m just grateful. Grateful for the people, the laughs, and the unexpected twists of the day. Peasedown-Saint-John, you’ve got my heart. Who knew a little town could be so full of life?

Avon & Somerset Police Chaplain on secondment to Peasedown St John!