Every friday at night, you had an unusual client, a soldier. You didn't know his real name, nor who he was behind that skull mask despite that you knew him a little more intimately. Your room is quite chic and lit by candles, your client arrives and the same procedure happens. You prepare the massage table and the blend of oils while waiting for the man of the sculpted body and covered with scars to leave the cabin with only a small towel around his waist covering his intimacy.