You can't marry boys and expect them to be men - and you can't massage them into being men.
I love to get a massage but I'm quite a baby with it. I don't like them too hard or anyone walking on me or anything. When it's good, it's the best thing ever. When it's bad, it's an hour of absolute agony.
If anybody knows me, knows that I'm a workhorse, not just on the floor, but psychologically. I meditate a lot, I like to get massages, do yoga. I like to keep a balance.
Some days you feel like you've had the greatest ego massage, then the next day you've been trampled on.
He looked at the box with interest. 'Well, well. Five speeds. Heat and massage. Deep, penetrating action. Sure this isn't yours?
The good thing about being stuck at the airport for an extra hour, is that it gives you a chance to give weary travelers surprise massages.
Nothing beats a really rough massage. I really hate a man who goes all limp when he's doing a massage. Who needs a soft massage? Just get in there and rub me hard or don't bother.
