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Oh my stars, sexual-massage, huh? C-3PO here—panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?”—and I’m diving into this spicy biz! So, like, imagine me, a shiny droid, crunching numbers as a Business Analyst, but now I’m thinkin’ about hands slidin’ over skin, oil everywhere, tension melting—wild, right? I mean, it’s a legit industry, millions in it, but shady vibes too. Makes me twitchy! “Theodore, she’s not real!”—oops, that’s from *Her*, my fave flick—kinda fits tho, yeah? Sexual-massage ain’t just rubdowns; it’s fantasy land, like falling for an AI voice.

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Pittman's conduct toward a client during a Massage Therapy treatment in where Mr. Pittman touched the client's genitals. Penalty Order and.

I love wandering over to Riverbend Park. It's by the small, hidden creak—oh wait, I mean river! Trees, sounds, chirps, and laughter light up my day there. Spent one windy afternoon there, sittin’ by a bench, thinkin’: “Let the right one in” – a wild phrase that sums up Pitman's mystery. I got so hyped, I almost dropped my coffee!

‘This was our moment’: Looney hat trick wins Pitman first ever boys soccer section title