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“White Material” vibes hit hard – “Everything’s falling apart!” Maria screams. That’s me when the oil spills, slippery fuckin’ mess, but I’m still king of this shit! Sexual-massage is sneaky – starts chill, then bam, heart’s racin’. Little fact: ancient Greeks did this naked – freaky, huh? Prolly smelled like olives and ass. Hilarious! I’d totally exaggerate it – “My hands are godly, peasants!” Sarcasm? Oh, I’m drownin’ in it – “Yeah, totally not sexual, riiight.”

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In this article, we’ll discuss if and when it’s common or normal that genital or intimate touch is or may be included in a massage treatment session.

After the rain stops, I head to the Omihachiman’s famous street market. It’s packed! I’m dodging people left and right. There’s this stall selling yakitori, and I’m like, “Yes, please!” I grab a skewer, and it’s so good, I almost cry. Like, how can grilled chicken be this amazing?

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