A deep massage

I unfold the sheet and drape it across the table. My hand on your shoulder as I walk up close to you, my body almost touching yours.

“It is ok to be nervous, but you are here to relax right?”. “I am going to leave for a moment to give you some privacy. If you would like to hang your robe up on the back of the door and lay face down and rest your forehead in the cradle” I gently rest my fingertips against the top of the bed as you follow my movement. “Just place the sheet on top of you, and I will be right back” I end with a smile as you nod your nervous understanding.

I step out into the hallway to collect my thoughts, trying to remain focused. Taking a deep breath as I attempt to force myself into a professional mind set. I knock gently as I turn the door handle, hearing you invite me in.

“Are you comfortable?” I ask, as I walk around to my oil table, picking out a bottle. I place the oil on the edge of the bed, gently rolling the sheet backwards and exposing your shoulders and back, stopping just below the small of your back. I breath calmly, letting the music fill my ears so I pick up the tempo, allowing me to tie everything together as I fill my hand with some of the oil.