Nice Adulterer

I was nicer to this one adulterer, today.
When he came in, I had him sign the client information sheet. He didn't fill in his address. I said, "I need part of your address at least. It's part of the city ordinance to have your information." He put in Anaheim, CA. I suspected he was bad, but I saw his wedding ring, and thought maybe he just didn't want to be on a mailing list.

I asked if he needed to shower. He said, "Yeah, a light rinse would be good." I gave him a towel and told him where the shower was, and when he was to come back to the room he was to, "Lie face down, under the sheet, with your face in the face cradle."

After the shower, I said, "Are you ready?" He said, "Ready." I peeked in and he was naked and getting ready to lie face up on the table. I backed out and said, "I need you UNDER the sheet and FACE DOWN." He said, "Oh, sorry."

When I began on his feet, he had his face propped up on his hands. He kept holding his leg up with his toes flexed into the table. I asked, "Do you have a cramp in your arch?" He said, "No." I said, "Oh, because you keep flexing your toes up. People do that when they have cramps in their arches."

He threw a hundred dollar bill on the table in the corner and said, "There's your tip." I said, "Are you sure? That's a fairly large tip." He said, "What's a normal tip?" I said, "I average about $20 a tip." He laughed and laid his head on the table.

When I got to his back, I asked him to hang his arms to the side. When I got to the side of his back, I felt his hand touch my leg. I moved my leg and backed away from his hand. I was so bothered, I picked his arm up and laid it on the table, palm up.

He said, "How long have you been a masseuse?" 

I said, "I've been a therapist for 5 years, and I'm about tired of it now." 

He said, "I bet you get a lot of rough customers considering the store next door." There's an adult store next door...how convenient. 

I said, "Yeah, they think it's adult entertainment in here, and pretty much waste their time and money when they find out it's not." 

He said, "What makes this massage parlor different than the others?" 

I said, "The fact we don't call it a massage parlor. That's old school for house of prostitution." 

He said, "So what makes you a different masseuse?" 

I said, "The fact I don't call myself a masseuse. Masseuse is old school for Prostitute. The term nowadays is Massage Therapist, and that's what I call myself." 

He said, "Do you guys get cops here a lot?" 

I said, "No, the cops weeded out most of the houses of ill-repute. Thank goodness. I hate those places. They make it hard to find a job. I'm grateful that I have good communication with the Massage investigators and the court liaison at the PD. I can count on them to tell me what spas they think are legit." He didn't say anything.

I asked him to turn over. He turned over and looked up at the clock. He said, "I didn't intend on a regular massage." 

I said, "I figured." 

He said, "What gave it away?" 

I said, "The large tip, the questions, everything about you. That's why I am not going to take your tip. You can keep it, because I know you can spend it on something that is worth YOUR time and energy, and hopefully something moral." 

He laughed. He asked if I used anything scented on him. 

I said, "Vanilla oil. I can wipe it off if you want." 

He said, "Could you?" So, I wiped his leg and feet. Crazy dude had his wedding ring on...feel sorry for his wife.

After he left, I went to clean the massage room and saw a bill on the table. I walked up to see if the hundred was still there. It was a $20. I grabbed it, chuckled, and cleaned the room.