Violent pixie

One of the wonders of the world is a cheap massage in Thailand. I loved that I could get a massage for $9 and it was great. I was getting massages all the time. Then, I got one that scared me. I came out saying, "I think I just paid $9 to get assaulted."

I never learn.

I recently went to get a massage. I have found a massage person I'm devoted to. He wasn't available today. So, I went to someone else. When I showed up, I was disappointed. I like a deep massage. This girl looked like a timid, 14-year-old, pixie. She was tiny and hung back like someone painfully shy. I assumed any massage from her would feel like a tickle.  She told me to let her know if the pressure was too much and I nearly laughed.

Then, the massage started. Holy Nelly!!! That pixie was out of control. The massage was so deep I think she went completely through me occasionally. I have bruises. That is the first time I have had to ask someone to lighten up. She is truly the massage therapist for masochists.

She was totally no-nonsense too. I am frightened of this pixie. When she told me to do certain stretches at home, I found myself starting to do them right there. When she told me she wanted to work on me again in a week, I agreed. Now, I'm afraid. I'm afraid to go to her again and I'm afraid to call and tell her I won't come. She's probably able to reach through the phone and push my spine through my belly button.

I actually suspect that she was pushing herself against the wall to achieve that level of pressure, but I can't be sure. I don't think I'll underestimate the small massage therapists again. The one in Thailand and then this one. They're tiny...and terrifying. No, I'll stick with the chunky guy. He looks like he has the upper body strength to do some damage, but he hasn't bruised me yet.