I went for a massage today. Being one who adores nothing more than having my back feet and scalp massaged, I read no further than that. A minute back massage, I thought, what bliss β and booked at once. Upper back? Lower back? How often can I come?
And then she exposes a leg and starts working on my thigh. It was going so well until she flipped me over. Am I missing something? Yes, you read that right. I give you number. She tugs my arms and it becomes apparent she wants me to sit up and put my arms behind my back.
Posted in Uncategorized. Tagged with back massage , Dubai's Desperate Housewife , happy finish , massage , massaging boobs , massaging tummy , Mrs Dubai. Subscribe to comments with RSS. Ironic thing is, I sent him there because I thought it would be easier and cheaper than him heading down to Dreamworks.
Sarah walton. Do they really offer that here in Dubai?! No wonder the Municipality is getting so antsy about massage parlours! Park you car in Nasr Square have a walk through the main street. Be back to your car in 1 hour and you will see a dozen of these cards sticking out of different parts of the car. Worst thing to happen. Yep, happened to me too. Awful, most embarrassing! Think I will be avoiding Thai massages in future, and understand that there maybe a reason that treatment is half price and advertised on a certain group-purchase platform β¦.
BearLady, we must see each other constantly in Dubai. We seem to move in the same circles! Anyway, I thought that spa was one of the more reputable ones. Can you imagine if you went to one of the more dodgy ones? Britney of Arabia.
