Notes · from the practice

What a sensual massage is not

Sensual massage drags a decade of bad film scenes behind it, so let me clear a few up.

It isn't seedy.

The room is warm, the linen is clean, the oil is good, and the first twenty minutes are a real massage from someone who trained for years. If a setting ever feels wrong, everything after it will be too, and you should leave. That test works everywhere, including on me.

It isn't sex.

Sex is never on the menu, and no is a complete sentence at any minute of the hour. What it is: your whole body treated as worth unhurried attention, including the parts an ordinary massage politely pretends aren't there. For many women that includes orgasm. For some it's simply the deepest rest they've had in years. Both are the session working.

It isn't a performance.

You don't have to arch, sigh on cue, or be good company. Doing and giving absolutely nothing is allowed. That tends to be the hardest part, and then the best part.

It isn't only for the confident.

Women arrive in every body there is, usually carrying some version of the same worry. Confidence isn't the entry fee. It's more often what walks out.

And it isn't therapy.

Though a body will sometimes finish a conversation on the table that talking couldn't. I've watched it happen too many times to call it coincidence.

If this cleared something up, that's plenty. If it started something instead, the enquiry form takes half-formed thoughts happily.

Abi