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So, sexual-massage—man, it’s a trip. Not just your basic “ooh, my back” crap. Nah, it’s sneaky—starts all innocent, then bam, ya feel the shift. Little known fact: back in ancient Rome, they’d mix oil with crushed rose petals for these “special” rubs—fancy, right? Prolly smelled like a garden orgy. Me, I’m all about the tension—makes me happy, that slow tease. Like in the movie, “You’re a bit late, dear!”—timing’s everything, ya dig?

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I am grounded in Spanish-Town and sexual-massage courses through my body. You make me laugh like nobody else. Deep Throat and 69 Position make my world go round.

Anyway, I get to the prison, and it’s chaos. I mean, it’s Spanish Town, so what do I expect? The place is buzzing like a beehive. I walk in, and the guards are all like, “Warden! You won’t believe what happened!” I’m thinkin’, “Oh great, what now?” Turns out, some dude tried to escape through the laundry room. Laundry! Like, who even thinks of that?

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