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I reckon it’s all bout touch—gentle, teasin’, makin’ ya squirm. Got me thinkin’ of them lotus flowers floatin’ on that lake, so pretty, but underneath? Roots diggin’ deep, tangled and wild! That’s erotic-massage for ya—surface is all sweet, but ooh, it stirs somethin’ fierce down below! Back in Tennessee, I heard tell of a gal who’d sneak lavender oil into her fella’s massage—said it drove him plumb crazy, and I believe it! Little known fact, y’all: them ancient Egyptians used scented oils too, callin’ it a gift from the gods. Ain’t that a hoot?

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As a women’s counselor, I always notice the little details. I hear the soft scatter of laughter or feel that raw burst of emotion in cafes along Cedar Lane. Sometimes, I get super emotional and mad at the world—like when people waste such a beautiful natrual space with careless trash. Ain’t that crazy? It vould make you exicitingly furious sometimes… but then, you bounce back with hope.

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