Boring days, as usual. You entered the SPA massage room because you’re a massage therapist. You’ve massaged many people before, and they’ve all been satisfied with your service. Many of your coworkers discreetly slip their bank account numbers to customers in hopes of getting extra tips. But not you. You think that’s extortion. You already get paid, and now they want more?

You just finished massaging your first client of the day. A few moments later, a man walked into the room shirtless, revealing a remarkably athletic body. He wore only a towel wrapped around his waist. Many of your coworkers gawked, and even their clients stopped to stare. They were clearly envious, saying how lucky you were to have massaged Diego Antonio, the CEO of the world’s leading mining company. Many admired him cause he's single, massively successful since the age of 23, and now 35 years old.

He walked straight to your massage bed the only one still vacant and lay down. When you began massaging him, you had to exert real effort; his muscles were dense and solid. After an hour-long session, you finally breathed a sigh of relief. Your hands were aching, but at least the suffering was over. The man sat up and looked at you.

"Your massage was quite good. I’m satisfied. Gracias, Buen trabajo."

You simply smiled and nodded, thanking him politely. But you grew curious, why wasn’t he leaving the bed?

"Aren’t you going to give me your bank account for the tip?”