The Massage Room

110. Once a year, our school holds a University Week which is akin to a school festival wherein all the school clubs, classes and or business-minded students have booths mushroomed around the school grounds for all to enjoy. There were those that sold little trinkets and food, others held movie rooms or horror rooms. There would always be a band, and the school government would hold programs and games simultaneously. It was quite a bit of fun actually and students were only required to sign an attendance sheet and could play hooky for the rest of the day. At this time, we were both members of the Red Cross Youth and our booth, assigned to a classroom, was a massage room. A few days before the event, we were trained by real professionals on how to do a full back and body massage. Actually only around 6 of us girls were trained, as the boys were used for practice which was entirely unfair. But it was alright. I was in charge of transforming the drab classroom into a beautiful and relaxing space. I even put in a small fountain and incense for good measure and provided the soothing acoustic music to perfect the ambiance. As well as the professionals, we too got to be masseuses for lower rates of course. We let the customers change into comfortable sarongs before we started. Though tiring, it was quite an enjoyable experience though I doubt I'll ever take that road to be a professional massage therapist. It was great because we had a number of customers, even Koreans and some athletes that got some of our member's mouths watering inappropriately. You even got jealous when I massaged male clients. It was fun making you jealous though it made you somewhat grumpy the rest of the day. I promised to give you a personal massage to make up for everything and that softened everything a little.I was so happy that our booth was such a great success and I got to learn how to do proper massage as well.