Re: Massage Romps in Taiwan
Walking toward the second floor facing two rooms with door rooms ajar. My hearing sense picks up to hear any distinct sounds coming from within the rooms. Seem like we are the only people in the house, it remains quiet apart from the occasional Chinese melodies that comes from one of the room. She points to the room where the music comes from, and with a Shhhh sign at her lips. All these are getting creepy for me, but what more harm can it we have since we are already in the lion’s den. The room is very simple, with a mattress on the floor and a wooden closet and arrays of bottles lying neatly beside. Everything seems to stop when I hear the click sound of the locks behind us. When I turn around to meet my masseuse, she smiles indefinitely and says something in Mandarin. You know we used to give the “HUH” – 你在說什麼? (i.e. what are you talking about) She explains in a slower tone, “would you like get undress and shower first?” She was sliding down the zip of her hot pants as she says…
to be continue....
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