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Oi, mate, it’s me, James Bond—suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, sexual-massage, yeah? Been thinkin bout it. Real slick profession, innit? Hands on, all sensual, gotta be charming—like me. Watched “Tabu” again last night, that Miguel Gomes flick. Got me in a mood, y’know? “In the end, it’s all about touch,” Aurora whispers in that film—fits perfect here. Sexual-massage ain’t just rubbin backs—it’s an art, mate!

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Massage with the oil to tone the skin's elasticity. It hydrates the skin, helps to relax, flushes out toxins to give soft and supple skin. The ultra-soothing.

Then, I decide to hit up the park, you know, the one by the water? It’s called the Kapelle Park or something. I sit down on a bench, and it’s all peaceful and stuff. I’m finally chillin’, and then BOOM! A kid runs by, and his soccer ball smacks me right in the leg. Like, what the heck, kid? I’m not your target practice! I’m about to yell, but then I see him smile, and I just can’t. Kids, man. They’re like little bundles of chaos.

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