saturday 11:42 am los angeles area

when jill and i sat at the bsaa talking about almost nothing just a few days ago, i asked her, 'what do you women usually do on the weekends when you have nothing to do?'

jill asked me if i had anything to do this weekend. i said no, because i really didnt have anything else to do. jill looked up at me and smiled at my anwser, leaving me to think 'what is she thinking about?' jill then said to me 'good. because we`re gonna have some fun in that case.'

a few days later and here i am sitting in the passengers` side of jill`s convertable and she`s driving me to some destination she dicided not to tell me about until we got there.

jill pulled into a small parking lot with about six cars and parked in front of a large store with a small sign on the door.

'we`re here.' jill said cheerfully putting the car in park. i got out on the passengers side and followed jill to the opaqe door in front of us. i was taken aback by what i saw when we were inside. a large area with a water fountain, the tiled flooring, bamboo trees and, just the neutral colored asian inspired furniture.

'uh, jill where are we?' i asked dumbfoundedly

'welcome to the spa chris!' she just anwsered with enthusiam

'the what!? wait? you`re kidding rigth?'

before jill could anwser my question, a short woman with dark brown hair came toward us with what appeared to be white towels.

'good afternoon .' she said in a friendly tone of voice

'good afternoon caryn. this is my friend chris and i brought him in to show him what going to the spa is like.' jill anwsered

'oh good. he`s a first timer?' caryn asked

'yes.'

'ok, chris and jill come this way with me. it`s time for your messages.' caryn said with a smile.

so jill and i followed caryn through the large lobby area where several women sat at in white robes and cucumber slices on their eyes with some grey-ish crap on their faces. caryn had put me and jill into seperate rooms and gave us each one of the white towels in her hands.

'ok chris, i need you to take off your clothes and put on this robe. i messuese will be with you shortly.' caryn said leaving the room and closing the door behind her.

i did as caryn told me to do and sat on the bed like thing in the room. sure enough, i man dressed in all white came about five minutes later.

'oh eye candy!' he said

'what?' i shot back at glance at him

' you must be chris. hi chris i`m lawrence and i will be your messuese for today.'

'oh god, please tell me he`s not gay.' i thought.

'chris, I need you to lay down on the bed for me with your back facing up ok.' Lawerence said

I did`nt say anything but I was hesistant to turn around and lay on the bed but hopefully Lawrence wouldn't 'try' anything.

'lawrence got to work slowly messaging my back and shoulders but occasionally, his hands went a little too low for my comfort.

'so, what brings a big masculine man like you in here?' he asked me with a little bit of a flirtatious tone in his voice.

'a friend of mine brought me in here and-

A gasped as I felt a hand slide to my bum.

'whoops, sorry, just checking things down there.' Lawrence defended

I almost argued with him by asking 'checking what?!' but I held my tongue. I hope that was an accident

'wow, your shoulders are really tense. Have you been doing any heavy lift lately or do you have a lot of stress?' Lawrence asked

'a little bit of both.' I answered instintivly moving Lawrence`s hand from the small of my back.

'but don`t worry. I have a feeling i`ll be able to loosen that up for you" he said again in a flirtatious manor. This was the last straw. There was no way in hell that I was going to let this man message my back for any longer. Lawrence move his hands from my back and said

'hang on boo, i`m going to get some message oil.'

When Lawrence turned around and applied some orange like gel on his hands, I was nowhere to be found. I bolted out of the room hopeful of the fact I might run into jill.