Stargazer4moon's blog: "It depends on what occurs on the way."

I thought this too good to forget. Today following a nice time sitting by the pool it rained again. Here we are in sunny, er sometimes sunny, Sri Lanka where it should not really be as wet but with climate change you cannot guarantee any sort of patterned weather. It was getting late and the outlook across the sea did not bode well for any further sunning sessions. Therefore we walked back to the room and decided to go for a massage when the rains had eased off. I had to find my old bikini bottoms that I wear during a massage as oils can stain for good when they are Ayervedic. That was sad, I washed them the previous day after a very bad Rub Over With An Oily Rag type massage which ended up a real oil slick. As the room is so damp they had not dried, in fact they had gathered moisture, so the Man who has a limp now offered me a clean pair of his. Im not proud and only the young masseur would see them so put them on. After ten minutes the rains eased and we left the cold, damp room with the aircon blowing. By the time we got out of the hotel gate and walked along the beach it was gone 5pm and the massage parlour was closed. However, as it was attached to a restaurant the owner of the establishment phoned them and within 5 minutes they were there and opening up shop for us. Man with Limp has the lady so I was left with the young man, which is not a problem especially as he is so good. I undressed down to the undies and climbed on the bed. A few seconds later, Swoosh, a wave of oil hit the back of my neck and flowed right down to the undies and under the loose elastic then proceded to go between the cheek cracks. I havet to say that was a first and just hoped there was nothing irritating in the blend. I pictured myself floating away on the excess oils but it was soon worked into the skin. He die some excessive work on the shoulders as it has been stressing with the new room faults. The young man was obviously in tune with my body because he worked on the bits that needed much work and just did superficial massage on the rest. He had been massaging for ten years and when I asked him about this he showed me his credentials and referrals al neatly packaged in plastic so they did not get greased when handled by oiled up clients and of course himself. There were some excellent referals for different nationalities with photos to prove that they were real. I did not doubt him but seem to think that he must have thought that. He had a good teacher, that was a fact but I wondered if wave therapy was part of the sylibus. Posting this while there is still an internet connection but that is another story, just like the room.