Sun’s Massage

Roaming the mall in a bid to escape the masses of work awaiting me at my desk, I’m feeling kinda worn out and opt for some momentary pampering. Surely I’m in the right place to find an instant massage? And voila!!! An anassuming establishment with a green sign shouting «Reflexology». Cheap, no frills, sounds good. A young lady distributes brochures out the front… then an older woman emerges looking as though she’s just been to heaven at back. «This girl has magic hands,» she says convincingly before floating off into the BJ bustle. Sounds good. How much? A half hour back and shoulder massage for $ 40. Sold! Clothes remain on, and there are no oils here. Like I said, no frills. The masseuse must be in her early 20s and she’s kinda small which always concerns me. Will there be enough strength in those little hands to really have an impact. Yes. Perfect pressure and I’m instantly sent to my own utopia as I conclude this pamper session to be just what the doctor ordered and the best 40 bucks I’ve spent in a long time. Get a free «Orgasmatron» head massager on your first visit.