It has been a long time since I've given a massage, a proper massage.

I am no masseuse, but I like the act of touching another human, of warm flesh on flesh, of the rhythm of the strokes.

I like closing my eyes and feeling knots with my fingertips, of working out the grain of the muscles and gently kneading them loose.

I like being able to inspect another human closely when they're not watching me do so, to see the pores, the hairs, the moles, the bony parts, the fleshy parts. To run my hands over all of it.

I like to know that I am just like the person under my hands, only slightly rearranged.

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Rosie.

Before&After