Sixth Sense

Is it normal to feel guilty about trying out this massage place a mere two blocks away from my usual place? After hemming and hawing for all of five minutes and checking across the street if anyone recognized me, I walked in and quickly requested a 45-​minute massage.
I was impressed with the experience. This place is cleaner than most reflexology Chinese massage places. There’s a faint smell of lavander and soft Asian sounding music. The massage tables are new and the breathing holes plushly padded. I’ve never breathed easier on a massage table. The staff speaks English relatively well and they speak in hushed and respectful tones. The massage itself was about average, but I know from experience that the variation in skill level can be quite large even within the same parlor. The prices are the same as other reflexology places in the area, $ 38 for a 45-​minute massage. I’m gonna have to come back just as soon as I get over the guilt.

I stumbled upon this place tonight, and I skipped happily down the deserted block after, not fearful that I might slip on my heels and fall. The woman called me Honey, and Sugar, and made me feel Welcomed. She has beautiful candles, and sensual spirits floating around this small secret store. I bought sage sticks, and positive energy candle that make my eyes roll back in my head with delight. I was feeling delighted, and free as the aromas whirled in my head making me fortunate to have found this store. What a great little place!