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The Best Hour of My Month đź’†
When you search for stories about massages on Medium, you come across two things.
If you simply search that one word, “massage,” you mostly come across highly sexualized stories, some of which are in a publication based upon that topic. I’m no prude whatsoever. Quite the opposite. But I find it interesting that massages are so frequently associated with sex.
It’s basically the topic that comes to my own mind when I think of massages, yet the best hours of my typical month do not include it.
The other stories are those that include the word “therapy” after the word “massage,” thus making it a more respectable topic and one that massage therapists make a profession of. A licensed profession, no less.
The venue where I enjoy a sixty-minute rub-down and massage with the lovely Lisa is one that most respectable folks would not want to be photographed or…