Massage Parlors-Have I hit rock bottom?
OK, so like most guys I have an active imagination
regarding sex. Many a nights I've walked past a
massage parlor wanting to ring the bell, but I
always wimp-out at the last moment. Why? Well,
it's not because I have to pay for it. Quite the
contrary. Instead, it's the fear of not knowing
what's on the otherside of the door. Most places
in my town look pretty scarry from the outside, and
I hate the thought of my johnson getting worked
over by some chick with green teeth and a saggy
set. I guess I'd like to hear what others have
experienced, and if they would do it again or if
once was enough.
|