Massage Brothels Cont.

My Special Man Friend ("MSMF") and I have been diligently working out and for the most part eating healthy, even with the pandemic and my ankle surgery getting in the way. Though he's been running every other day, I've kept up my cardio somewhat with body combat. I love it! It's an awesome way to burn a shit ton of calories while feeling like a badass.

We've both been rubbing and wincing various parts of ourselves. After a particularly long run the day before, MSMF felt a bit more sore and stiff than usual.

Me: "Why don't you let me give you a rub?"

MSMF: "I'm ok babe."

Me: "Well what about a massage then?" (laughing)

MSMF: (laughing) "No. I'll pass. I just need someone's elbow in my ass."

Me: (laughing harder) "Whoa whoa whoa, what?"

MSMF: "I mean rub a spot on my butt, not in my ass."

Me: "You said 'in my ass'. That's a huge difference babe."

MSMF is being stubborn about it but as soon as our local massage place opens back up we're both going in to get someone's elbow in our asses.