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My parents celebrated their 29th wedding anniversary this weekend. Living in a society where people cant manage to stay together and divorce is a rising epidemic. This was very comforting. I know that everyone always says how much they admired their parents , but i really did. Not only were they together, they were happy. It seemed that the happiness had grown even more the older they had gotten. Im sure this was because they werent raising two children and stressed out as much. They only concentrated on eachother. I grew up in a house based on respect. My father had never had a macho mentality , which was rare amoung salvadorean families, and my mother had always put her family first . When i looked at them now i got a little insight as to how they might have been when they had first started dating. I saw them as the young adults who had decided to move to this country and start a family, always looking out for one another, always a team. I asked my mom what it had been like to have married at 23 and stayed married till now. She answered with , " I havent felt these years go by, you dont have to try so hard when it feels unnatural not to love someone"

The Spa

Friday Morning i woke up inder the effects of male rejection ( a feeling i had been growing much too used to). While the thought of a man running up and down my body, pulling, and feeling me up in inappropate places sounded alot better, i decided to go for the next best thing that involved human contact.... i went for a massage. Upon arriving to this hidden treasure i was told that there were no men massage therapists.I was bummed but as a consilation prize they gave me Sue. Sue was a little thai lady that for the bargain price of 40$ an hour, would walk up and down my back, curing me of all tension and frustration. I was intrigued.

Twently min into it, i was in my chi... my zen, whatever u people who meditate call it. I was just about to doze off when some loud bitch walked in. Under normal circumstances this would not have bothered me , but you have to understand that this was a traditional thai spa , massage stalls were separated by thin curtains . There was privacy yes, but not sound barriers. This very abnoxious women started giving her massuese specific instruction "no oil this, no pressure that" in a tone that not only assumed the massage therapist didnt speak english but was also deaf. There was no turning back , my concentration was gone. I had managed to finally reach a point of bliss where no thoughts from the outside world were entering my mind, and dammit! now all i could think about was the cheeseburger i'd devour when i got out of here.SHHEESHHHH!
Then a moment of silence, mystery lady had finally shut up. I spoke too soon , before i knew it there were sounds coming out of that room were definatly not spa ethical. "Ohhhh, uhhhh, right there, ohhhhhhh, mmmmmm" I couldnt believe it . Had she paid extra for a the special package with a happy ending? were male massage therapists hidden away somewhere that i didnt know about? i started to get jealous but more so very annoyed. A tip, no normal person wants to hear you climax in the middle of their massage. We understand that you are comfortable but for goodness sakes shut it! My hour was up and the ending was happier, i got dressed and little Sue escorted me down to the lobby where she handed me a water bottle and a piece of chocolate. On my way home i bought a Big Mac