Or at least, it was, I think, supposed , to be … but it was, well … weird, unexpected and awkwardly shared. When massages mean 'muscle stimulation' of a different kind Credit: Simon Schluter.
It may not surprise you when I reveal the location of said, dubiously "joyous" happening was Thailand. Phuket actually. Patong beach to be exact. Eventually finding a parlour that looked less den, more fair-pay, we each booked in for a full-body massage.
With some haste, we were stripped to our knickers, laid face down side-by-side and mounted by two, exceptionally dexterous, Thai women. Straddling our backs, they wasted no time oiling their coarse, little massage-veteran hands and rubbing our nubile farang backs all the way down … Before rolling us over and rubbing all the way up ….
What if my masseause was a bloke, for instance? Or what if I was attracted to girls as our parlour "madam" no doubt assumed? We each booked in for a full-body massage. What would you do if you were the girl? Again, a massage in the most basic sense is the giving of physical pleasure from one person to another, blood flow, stimulation and the release of tension.
Tell me, have you ever had one? What would do you if your partner did? Katherine Feeney is a journalist with the Nine Network Australia. Happy endings The Sydney Morning Herald. Straddling our backs, they wasted no time oiling their coarse, little massage-veteran hands and rubbing our nubile farang backs all the way down … Before rolling us over and rubbing all the way up … Ahem.
