Why....

.... Would I or anyone else for that matter be very particular about the women that we date, yet still agree to $100.00 worth of shall we say extra favors from the ugliest masseuse in the whole world?

I am not saying that she was just ugly, I am saying that this lady was so ugly that she would scare off a blind serial rapist.  Yet, I do not have the ability to say no.  She asked in broken english if I wanted to, well continue... What could I say?  "The only slightly hot image that involves you that I my mind can come up with is one of you getting hit by a car."  That hardly seemed appropriate so I just closed my eyes and conjured up an image of a lady that I met many moons ago and got through strictly on my willpower. 

When did I become like this?  Is this as bad as it seems or is it that I am irritable because I quit smoking a month ago?  Why did I pay for an hour when I spent a total of thirty minutes? 

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[JulieB]

It took you 30 minutes because you were running on imagination alone? Oh wait, eyes closed, imagination and that warm lovely feeling of a real human being....and lot's of whipped cream. Isn't THAT why you paid for the whole hour??