A Christmas Present With A Happy Ending
A massage like no otherThere I was sitting in the waiting room of the spa hotel. My good friends, Jane and Pete (see my “I found a DVD” series of stories), bought me a Christmas present of a massage here. Eventually, the very pretty receptionist called me through saying my clinician would see me now. I was shown into a massage studio where I was greeted by a very pretty blond in a white uniform. “Hello, I am Yana,” she said in a very Eastern Eu...