Spoiler: Adventure is found. In my case, there was no green-eyed Leo Grande. However, I did have two 2! Oh, it was all on the up and up. And yeah, a happy ending might be had, but the bodywork sessions were about more than that. Getting rid of that last bit was going to be a trick for me. I enjoy spending my leisure time worrying about things like that new spot on my leg fatal???? To be honest, I was secretly looking for a Magic Vagina Whisperer, someone who would force me to chill the F out, know what I wanted even before I knew it, and could play my body like a piano, or whatever musical instrument is the equivalent of my body Bagpipes?
About four seconds later, I panicked. I had no moral quandaries. But on that particular day, I was not feeling super fuckable.
I already had a full-on pandemic body going on, even though we were just barely into it. Underneath my Bao - like belly, I was sporting a bush with the aesthetics of an abandoned parking lot. Nor could I, Emma. The idea was strangely empowering. That night I pulled up to a charming little house tucked down a shady lane somewhere by San Diego.
I was greeted at the door by Nanette, who is short, curvy and warm, like a sexy fairy godmother. There was a spacious living room and a large wooden dining table laden with snacks.
I picked at the spread while we had easy talk about … something? Finally they asked me to go into the bedroom, disrobe and get up on a table similar to a massage table. I draped a sheet over myself and waited.
