The other day, my wife asked me to introduce her to my acquaintance's wife, and I consulted with her about going to a privately run but skillful massage shop in the building in front of the station. I casually agreed, but when I asked him a lot later, what my wife was receiving was a "breast augmentation esthetic", a treatment that carefully massages the breasts of a woman in order to regain the firmness of her breasts. Or something ... Moreover, when I heard that the treatment teacher was a middle-aged man, I felt uncomfortable.
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