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About Phoenix

Heard a tale once—some bloke in ancient Rome paid a fortune for a lass to knead him with perfumed oils, toes included! Swear it’s true, dug it up somewhere. Made me laugh—imagine the stench of his sandals! Me? I’d kill for a good sexual-massage after a day dodging swords. Relaxes the soul, mate. “Light thickens,” like in the movie—tension builds, then bam, release! That’s the trick, ain’t it? Builds you up slow, sneaky-like.