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Published: July 14th 2018
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CHINESE MASSAGE...healing the inner Chi.
She sidles up and strokes my cheek...from Inner Mongolia...in Beijing to work...reminiscing she had had another Aussie boyfriend sometime before. My mate sidling up and whispering in my ear, "Be careful".
But I whisk him away 'cause I don't object to the attention...her hand gently stroking my cheek.
When he later returns advising there are pictures in t...
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Mike Fossey
Memorable massages
Having never been to China, I've never had a Chinese massage, nor humorous tales to tell about them. In truth, I've never had a massage here in the UK, but the one I had at the hammam in Taybet Zaman, Jordan stands out in my memory as a very hot and soapy one. I don't remember too much about the one at the Szechenyi Spa Baths in Budapest - it was so good I fell asleep half-way through!