After doing my first patient (LR) in the 'private room', I realized that for safety and legal purposes I'll need to make some further improvements to that 'operation'.
On my computer there was already a file specifying the date and the sum of money I got from each customer I massaged in the 'usual room'. I called the file Ma for 'Mason a'. Now I created another file, Mb, for the 'private' clients. Again, date of service and the money I received would be clearly stated.
My intention was to pay the full taxes for the activities in both rooms. I did not want the IRS on my case...
Then I called a friend of mine, who used to do technical work for the FBI, to install an audio-visual equipment in the private area.
He placed 3 video cameras that recorded automatically every time the room was used.
Each camera was pointed in a different angle, with the most important one showing the main door.
The cameras were there to show mainly the transaction of money. However, in case there was an unhappy customer who chose to harm me, her/his face would be seen once I moved to the imaged area.
Neither one of the cameras displayed the massage table! The idea was to prevent potential lawsuits from clients alleging that I photographed them while not properly covered.
The sound recording could verify what the client wanted and agreed to.
And in case of dispute, it would prove that there were no objections to anything I did...
When all of the above was completed, I added several options of lighting, that would fit different massage options.
One last time I checked that the atmosphere was pleasant and everything was in working conditions (Quiet heating/cooling system, lights, music options, etc.).
I was happy with the results and looked forward to receive my second customer.
The next client approached me after hearing about me from LR.
I spoke to her on the phone. She asked for confidentiality and I assured her that it was my motto!
She told me her name. The abbreviation was NV.
She claimed to be 46 with average body habitus and silicon implants in her breasts.
It was good to know in advance about the implants, but it was not a contraindication for a massage.
Later I asked her what were her expectations from me.
She hesitated, "Mason, Lenora talked to me at length about the pleasurable massage and the 'post massage relaxation technique'... She convinced me that it's worth a try. I had a traumatic event lately and if your treatment can make me forget about it, even only temporarily, I'd take it. Lenora did not divulge how much she paid you for your services, but I don't think that it will be an issue..."
"Ma'am, how about tomorrow at 5 pm?"
"That is perfect. See you then."
Her name sounded familiar, though I couldn't place it... I checked on line and 10 minutes later I remembered.
NV was married to a rich industrialist, who was much older than her. Both of them appeared in multiple charity events and gave a lot of money to entities like an art center, the local university, 3 libraries, Saint Jude children hospital and 2 drug addiction & recovery charities. Their only son died of overdose few months ago at the tender age of 24...
I wondered how she was coping with such tragedy.
Money may help finding distractions during the day, but going to sleep knowing that your ONLY child was gone because of a preventable reason like drugs use...
I swore to myself to do the best I could and not mention potentially sensitive subjects like... children or drugs...
The next day NV showed up on time. She smiled at me and said, "Hi, my name is Nora. My friend Lenora told me that you were the best masseur she ever met... Even before the extras... I hope that you can help me too."
"Nora, I am up for the challenge and more... If by the time we are done you are not completely happy, don't pay me!"
She chuckled, "Mason, you are very sure of your abilities... Well, based on Lenora's story, you may be right... What do you want me to do now?"
"If you did not have a shower in the last hour, I suggest that you have one."
"I was playing tennis with my coach until an hour ago. Then I took a shower, dressed up and came here directly."
"That's excellent! Do you have any idea what kind of a massage you wish to have? Unless you know already, on the wall you can see pictures and read about the different types. Otherwise you can ask questions or tell me the body parts you want me to concentrate on..."
"Mason, I am not sure what kind exactly... I try to play tennis, so my arms, legs and lower back need to be massaged well. Then... I had a death in the family that still haunts me, even though it happened months ago. Since that... event... I get head and neck pains on a regular basis..."
"Nora, let me try deep tissue massage on your arms and legs, followed by a longer than usual lower back massage and then your neck and forehead. I can always change the times I dedicate to certain places in your body according to the way you feel. Everything else that I didn't mention, for example, your shoulders, I'll do as well, but with less emphasis. I am going to start with your back side. Please go to the dressing room, undress completely and cover with a towel everything you wish me not to touch. Once you are done, come back here and lie down on your tummy with your face inside this soft ring. I'll be back in less than 10 minutes."
And then I left.
I entered the room exactly ten minutes later. Nora was naked.
Two towels were on the floor, but nothing on her body...
I didn't comment.
I brought the massage oil. I chose for her one that had a lavender smell.
"Mason, how did you know?... I love lavender smell!..."
I laughed. "Nora, I didn't know, but I thought you might like it. I warmed it, so it should feel good on your body, but if you prefer it hotter or colder, please let me know!"
I gazed at her shapely legs. Not an ounce of fat or cellulite. Nice muscular legs, that have seen a lot of activity. She played tennis, but other options like running, biking, hiking were all also possible.
I began with her feet and calves. Her muscles were still stretched after her tennis game. I worked slowly to relax the 2 calf muscles. Nora purred into her ring shaped cushion.
Then I moved to her thighs. I did the left quadriceps and then the right one, trying to knead both sides somewhat deeper than usual. Her developed muscles needed loosening.
"That's feels great..." she whispered.
"Nora, you did not cover your bottom. I assume that you wish for me to work on your glutes. Right?...
"Yes, please..."
I poured additional warm oil on my palms and started tweaking her rounded globes.
They were much more muscular than I expected and again, zero fat!
"Nora, I have massaged multiple women between the ages of 40 and 50. I have never seen such a perfect ass in this age group. It's all muscles and no cellulite... Personally I think that you lied to me... You are much younger. I'd say 30 to 35 range! Now tell me, are you doing it to start getting your social security checks earlier?..."
She laughed, "Of course... I barely have enough money for food... How do you think I'll be able to pay for my massage if social security won't rescue me?!..."
I chuckled too, "So tell me, how did your body become so perfect?..."
"Mason, don't be so naive. These days when women have enough money, they try to eat right and do some sports. These 2 important life style factors help somewhat, but it's not enough, because the older one gets, the skin becomes loose, metabolism slows down and other body changes occur. At that point money comes handy... Botox, Hyaluronic acid, other rejuvenating creams, plastic surgeries are all available! And yes, I've had some of these myself..."
"Ma'am, I do not see anything on your skin to suggest that you went through interventions, so whoever did it for you was a real expert. To me you look like somebody my age. And I am 33!..."
Nora smirked, "I've read in your ad that you are not married, so if we are at the same age, we can pair..."
I chortled, "I may be mistaken, but my impression was that you are already hitched..."
She sighed and didn't talk.
