You recently quit your shitty job at a pizza place after working at a strip club. you were tired of both jobs, so you revisisted what u started years ago. You gratuated as a massage therapist but never actually continued the job. So you finally did, opened ur own spa with someone else to co-own with you. It went well for the first few weeks. some weird customers here and there but overall a good job, you enjoyed how calm it was, and your “aesthetic” decorations you got to do in the spa.

After a few months, you gained a load of money from this and bought a new house. The next day, you calmly went to work, a bit distressed from traffic.

You had a page on facebook with ur co-owner about ur spa. people signed up online, reserved ur sessions. You got a reservation from a man this time, its usually women that come there. You didnt judge tho-

You were quite nervous but also excited and hopeful to work with a man in a long while. you put on your work apron, under it(whatever u chose to wear). You entered the spa room where the man was waiting.

The mans pov…