I Lectured Him

Last night I lost it. Considering how I got grabbed three days before, but this iced my cake for the week. Two Hispanic guys came in. One was short and fat with a wedding ring on. The other, tall and gray. They gave us aliases, because their signatures didn't match the name they gave us on the top of the intake forms. But, it's been slow so I let that part pass. There's no law on having an AKA.

G took the tall and gray guy. I'll give him the name of "Juan" and his friend is "Jorge." I took Jorge. I told Jorge the normal thing about getting undressed and lie FACE DOWN on the table, UNDER the top sheet. I came in and he was in his underwear sitting on the table. I said again, "Be UNDER the sheet and FACE DOWN." 

I came in again and he was ON the sheet and face down, but he was eager to turn over. I walked up to the table, grabbed the top sheet off the side of the table and said, "I want you UNDER this sheet." He got up off the table and started to take his underwear off and said, "Take my underwear off?" I was like, "No, please keep them on and get on the table."

He got under the sheet and I immediately diaper draped him tight, even with his underwear on. I wanted to show him this was a real massage. So, I asked, "Do you have any areas of pain that need to be addressed before we start that you would either like worked on or avoided?" He said, "No." After working on his legs, I got to his back.

He grabbed my thigh and moved his hand upward looking for my butt. I let go of his paraspinals and backed up from the table. This is where I begin to give him his chances.

I said, "What are you doing?" Chance 1.
He said, "Exotic massage?"
I said, "I don't know what that is." Chance 2 to STFU.
He said, "My friend told me you do full massage."
I said, "I'm not sure what you are talking about." Chance 3 to STFU.
He said, "Sex massage."
I said, "The massage is over, get your clothes on and leave." Three Strikes and you're out.

I walked out of the room, washed my hands and I heard, "Excuse me," from my room. 

I walked back in and said, "What did you want?" 

He said, "I want the rest of my massage." 

I said, "No, you asked for an illegal service and now your entire session is officially over, so you need to put your clothes on and leave." 

He got dressed.

I went to go hide in another massage room because I didn't want to talk to him again. I heard from the hallway, "Excuse me." 

I came out and said, "What now?" 

He said, "I want my money back. You didn't finish my massage." 

I said, "You signed your name to a paper that stated if your massage is terminated the massage is charged in full. In the room, on the wall it states sexual gestures, products or language will not be tolerated and there are no refunds. It's not my fault you don't read. But, do you really want your money back?" 

He said, "Yes." 

I said, "Okay, let me call the police and you can explain why." 

He said, "No, it's okay," and walked out. 

I said, "I suggest you LEAVE my building and wait for your friend outside. I feel sorry for your wife, you pervert."

Meanwhile, G comes out and said, "Mine grabbed my ass and said his friend told him that we did that stuff." I was like, "HELL NO." 

So, I went to the HER massage room and he got the butt end of my wrath.

I was like, "What you've done is illegal." 

He cut me off for mercy and kept saying, "Sorry," with fear in his eyes. 

I said, "You're not sorry. You'll be out of here, laughing about this incident with your friend, and then hitting up the next parlor to sexually harass the next massage therapist."

I continued my lecture while he was on the table wanting the world to crack open and swallow him up. I said, "You guys have insulted our intelligence, sexually harassed us, caused us to lose real clients (which they did because there was a line behind them), for $40 you should be spending on stuff of higher priority."

He said, "Please don't call the police." 

I said, "Why, because you think you'll lose your face in society, or do you have a previous record or are you illegal? Oh, speaking of being an immigrant, I find it insulting as well that you would come to MY country to do CRIMES like trying to convert religious and spiritual bodyworkers into prostitutes. Get the hell up and get dressed and leave right now before I get even more disgusted and ticked off by you."

No, we didn't have any other clients in the building so I felt very carefree to say whatever the hell I wanted to say at that moment. I own the place, therefore I can.

So, on his way out, he repeats again, "I'm sorry." 

I said, "Take your sorry ass out. When you filled out a medical form, you were not signing a pervert form. You should have read the form better." 

I walked off, and then he has the audacity to tell G, "Call me." 

She repeated it to me, so I was like, "WHAT?"

I felt even more disrespected and instead of letting it go, I followed him outdoors, where he was SPRINTING to his friend's car and I lost all pride and said, "NOBODY WILL BE CALLING YOU YA RETARD!!!!"

I was still pissed off from the other day when the other guy grabbed me. 3 of these schmucks has equalled to me losing it... Perhaps I didn't handle it well, or maybe I just couldn't take it anymore and that was my breaking point. Whatever it is, it could happen again, because THAT FELT GOOD.