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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, erotic-massage, yeah? Picture this: dim lights, oil slicker than my Aston Martin, hands gliding like I dodge bullets. It’s all about the vibe, right? Tension building, like in *The Return*—you know, my fave flick—where the dad says, “You’re not ready yet.” Same deal here, mate, it’s slow, deliberate, teasing ya ‘til you’re bloody begging for it.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, seriously, the sky just opened up. We’re sprinting back to the market, laughing like idiots. I’m soaked, my hair’s a mess, and I’m just thinking, “This is the best worst day ever.”

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