Something for the WTF file
I have been to this place a bunch of times and have always received a good rub and tug. Today was a little different. Went mid-day and walked in with two weeks of stress in my back and five days of DNA in my bag. I really wanted an hour to get things right. Was met by Mimi, anywhere from 40 to 100yrs old! From what I could tell she was alone. So she lead me to a room and I ask for the hour--she says no, only half hour. She said something about an appointment--wasn't sure if she was telling me I needed one, but got the feeling someone else had an appointment and would be there soon. I agree to the half for .4 Get up on the table and she starts--fairly good rub, just seemed very rushed She was definitely watching the clock.
Starts the ST and then the flip--I'm obviously ready for the next move. Mimi now tells me, several times, to be "vewwy, vewwy quiet" (OK Elmer, I'll play along--don't know why because we were the only ones in the place) Now here is where it gets odd. Mimi is standing on the side of the table and turns so she is facing toward the foot of the table and leans over so she is resting across my chest. I'm now looking at her back and she is blocking my view, or so she thinks, to my nether region. She starts to bob her head and make "slurp" "slurp" noises. I'm feeling it--but it sure ain't her mouth!! I can see her arm pumping as her head is bobbing. I get to where I need to go--pop! So I think the show is over, but here is the grand finale. She spits a gober into a napkin she laid on the table. And I'm not talking about bring the napkin up to her mouth, she let that drop in full view for my benefit. Quick clean up, I get dressed tipped .2 and walked out with my mouth hanging open and scratching my head, like did that really just happen??? A Faux Blow??!!??? Still don't know what to make of it....and so it goes.......