Rachael’s massage relieves her more than she could have imagined
“I’ll pick you up in two hours Rachael” said my husband Tom as I leant over and I kissed him on the lips before getting out of the car. Waving at him before he drove away I turned around and walked to the door of Kim’s massage parlour. I’d been tense lately and my shoulders were hurting. I’m fifty four now and busy at work five and half days a week. I hadn’t been massaged for about twenty years but my friend Abbie said I should have one to relax me. Tom agreed also however when I last had one … Read more