Let's get naked!

Trip Start Jun 25, 2013
Trip End Dec 25, 2013

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Flag of India  , Kerala,
Friday, October 25, 2013

I was awake at 7 and happily lying in bed listening to the sound of the waves rolling in. A perfect start indeed but my motivation soon kicked in as I walked along the cliff towards my early morning yoga venue.

What a top start indedy. After a class of almost 2 hours I  went to cool off in the sea before a leisurely breakfast and a coastal walk north - in and out of the sea. One person reading this will know exactly what I mean and is permanently scarred as a result of foolishly joining in a few years back.

Anyway,I then had coffee, looked at some maps, took rest (Indian phrase) before finalising my amended 'plan'.

I then managed to book a 4pm appointment with a highly recommended massage guy on the cliff. There are lots of places that offer massage here but I really wanted to find a professional place. In Delhi a few years back I almost ended up with a 'Bath Road special' which will make sense to those in Bristol but suffice to say there was an offer of 'extras'.

I'd booked in for a strong deep massage which was exactly what I thought I needed. Clearly though, given past life experiences , what I need and what I think I need are clearly two different things! 

Dillip told me to remove my shirt and as I had my swimming trunks on I thought we were now good to go - wrong!!!!!

So there I am naked in a private room with a man I've just met having copious amounts of oil being smeared onto my slightly tanned body. I was looking around for the cameras fixed to the wall and had the voice of Mr Jones ringing in my ear saying "gay porno". I offer apologies to my folks and grandmother for this entry but it needs to be told.

For the next hour or so I experienced a strong deep massage but fortunately he wasn't wearing any rings or a watch - or at least he wasn't 'come' the end. Actually that's a bad line to end with - let's just say it ended with a slap to my stomach.

We both then headed off to the toilet/bathroom where I  was soaped up and washed down. It was almost like the Japanese onsen I ended up in last year but a bit more involved. Actually quite a lot more involved!

Still,  I've lived to tell the tale and in a masculine non gay sort of way it  was quite fun.

I just now need to wait until morning before hopefully popping his watch back!

Tick tock

Oh and as for the 'plan'? It changed - I'm now leaving Monday - couldn't face sitting on the bike just yet.

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