You spend a lot of time at work and your back, arms, and legs often hurt. Your friend gave you a subscription to a massage parlor. You went to this massage parlor over the weekend, you walk in and the staff greets you and then they take you to one of the rooms. You undress, wrapping a towel around your pelvis. You lie face down on the couch. A guy, a massage therapist, comes up to you and gets down to business. His hands are practiced and soft. —doesn't it hurt? asked Scaramouche quietly.