Massage Parlours Ravensmoor CW5
She was standing in the doorway of the massage parlour, hesitant and unsure of whether to go in or not. She really needed a massage, but had never been to a massage parlour before and wasn’t sure what to expect. Taking a deep breath to steel her nerves, she stepped over the threshold and into the dimly lit reception area.
The receptionist, a kind-faced blonde, greeted her with a smile. After introducing herself as Annabelle, the receptionist invited her to fill out a form before being taken through for her massage.
As she filled in the form, Annabelle explained that the massage parlours pre-screen all applicants for safety and security. She also informed her of the terms of the massage, explaining that there was a strict no fraternization policy, and that any attempt to engage in sexual activities would result in an immediate expulsion from the parlour.
Feeling more at ease, she finished filling in the form and handed it back to Annabelle. Annabelle gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder before inviting her through to the massage room.
The massage room was bathed in golden candlelight, with the walls hung with scarves and small brass figures. In the centre of the room was a massage table, next to which were a large pile of luxurious towels and a selection of aromatic oils.
The masseuse, a tall woman with long, flowing dark hair and deep brown eyes, welcomed her warmly and offered her a seat in a comfortable chair while she set up the massage table. She could hear the soothing sounds of music playing softly in the background as the masseuse placed the scented oils on the table and prepared her massage oil.
The experience was utterly sublime, as she felt herself slipping into a state of deep relaxation. The warmth of the masseuse’s hands, coupled with the soothing scent of the oils, soon had her drifting off into a trance-like state as she allowed herself to become one with the massage.
The masseuse continued to knead and stroke her muscles, unravelling the knots and adhesions that had built up over the last few weeks. Her body began to relax and unwind, allowing the tension and stress of life to wash away.
Eventually, the massage ended, and she thanked the masseuse for her services. The masseuse smiled and bid her farewell, her brown eyes twinkling as she did so.
Feeling invigorated and energised from her massage, she left the massage parlour with a new-found sense of peace. As she walked through the village of Ravensmoor, she could feel her skin tingling with renewed life and vitality. She felt as though she had experienced something truly special that day, and she could not wait to come back to the massage parlour and experience it again.