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CHAPTER 1- MY FIRST TIME WITH MY MASSEUSE

Author: NABI CD
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My first time with my masseuse- Chapter 1

I couldn’t believe I was doing this.

The studio felt smaller than I expected—warm, dimly lit, with that heavy, sweet scent of massage oil hanging in the air. My shoulders were screaming from another week of twelve-hour days, and my assistant had practically forced me to book this. Now I was standing here, staring at Theo, the masseuse.

He was younger than I imagined—mid-twenties, lean but clearly strong, with calm dark eyes and a quiet confidence that m
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