h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Come in, take a seat.
I'll be with you in a moment.
Just going to warm my hands and prepare a special massage oil just for you!

OOoooooooooh! *places of on the table by the door*
I'm glad I got here first.
Wanna warm your hands up on me, darlin'? My neck is kinda stiff...

The temptation to join the queue is ing overwhelming. Oh well in for a penny, in for a rub....
Please?

*steps in line*
I wanted to get here before the crowd starts pouring in
So are you a liscensed masseuse, GB?

Puuuurrrrrrrrrrrr.......

It doesn't matter if she's licensed or not... she knows EXACTLY how to ease the tension.

EASE the tension? hmm...not quite what I had in mind....

hehehehe Well, darlin', maybe once she taks a peek at what you've got under that toga (of COURSE I'm talking about your golden thighs ) she'll try a different technique on you. Never know unless you try.

I have been working on my thighs lately...quite impressive, if I do say so myself

*peeks under his toga at his golden thighs and vigorously nods in agreement*

I wouldn't mind working on your thighs myself, darlin'. But I guess that wouldn't be a job.... more of an adventure, huh?

More than you know hun...

Now, how about that massage?

I'm sorry, Apollo, but you'll just have to be patient and wait until I've finished with Babel O'fish here.
He is very tense.

~continues massaging~

And I guess I'll help with the crowd control, so GB doesn't have to wear herself out. I'll warm 'em up for you, honey.

Come over here, Apollo. I'll work my way up from the bottom.

*pours some warm almond-scented massage oil into her hands and works it slowly into Apollo's tootsies.........instep.........heels......ankles......calves.....*

~slips out for a bucket of cold water~

*watches curiously to see how GB's gonna use that cold water on Babel o' *

*enjoying*
You're almost to the best part

My Golden Thighs, that is

~slips back in~
The cold water is just in case the lads get too, er, warm, dear.

~applied more oil to Babel O'Fish's shoulders and continues massaging~

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...................................beautifullllllllllllllllllllllllllll.......

*thinks to herself (I'm sure glad those ems aren't exes)*

*...calves....golden thigh...golden thigh............tummy....*

Oh, how I do love to have my rubbed...
May I ask where you learned that..er....technique??

Well, darlin'....
There was this house... in New Orleans...
It was called the Rising Sun....
It was the ruin of many a poor boy.
Are you glad that now you're one?

*flashback to a moody moment*