puuck

Okay, the massage was good. I was a bit nervous at first, and then the Pink Floyd she put on basically made me space out. It was very good, but it's the kind of thing you would really rather have done to you by a loved one, rather than a stranger. I kept feeling that natural impulse to turn over and pull her on top of me,
then "I'm her client. That would be wrong. She knows you're thinking that. I bet she thinks it's really disgusting. Then again, she must like something about giving guys massages. I dunno. I'm so confused"

So, my roomate came in at the end and rolled her a cigarette, and they had a little conversation while I got the money for her. I got a "goodbye" or something like that, and that was it. I think it really shows when I am feeling awkward. People can see right through me.