So, I’m lying naked…

…but for my undies, getting a deep tissue massage to sort out my tight, knotty shoulders and back and there’s a knock at the door to the massage room. The masseuse and I had been having a good old chin wag (talk) about anything and everything and we look at each other. She’s confused because no one ever disrupts a massage session. And me? Well the whole naked thing makes me feel a little vulnerable when someone unknown wants to come into the room. Call me crazy – but there it is. Anyway she opens the door a smidge and I hear this voice I know very well yell out ‘make it hard! Make her hurt. Amarinda likes it hard! The harder the better. She loves pain!’ It was my personal trainer, the lovely Hugh, come to torture me during a peaceful massage. Isn’t he sweet? Crazy but sweet. Some people automatically make you smile don’t they? I laughed my arse off and told him to piss off. I happen to know he has a massage on Friday. Hmmm…what ever shall I do to him? The masseuse said to me “Now everyone will wonder what the hell is going on it here.” As my Grandma Elsie used to say ‘Let ‘em wonder.’

Update on vampire watch – see previous blog. No vampires have crossed my path. It’s just a matter of time though…

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