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trailblazer in his profession and perhaps one day win the Nobel Peace Prize for his research. A lofty goal, but Travis was driven to succeed at any cost. Travis envisioned having it all: social status, wealth, and the great admiration of his colleagues. He could hardly wait to get his approval letter in a few days so that he could continue pursuing his ambitions at full speed.
    Travis had made arrangements to travel to New York City for a few days to meet up with his best friend, Alex. After such a stressful conference, he knew he’d need some downtime to unwind. He knew that a body massage would go a long way toward easinghis stress level, so before he left he’d asked Alex if he knew of any place in Manhattan where he could treat himself to a rubdown. Alex, being the worldly person he was, recommended a place called the Asian Massage Parlor.
    â€œAsk for a woman named MiMi,” Alex had told him during their earlier conversation.
    â€œIs she any good?”
    â€œDude, trust me. You’re going to like MiMi,” Alex had assured him.
    â€œWhat does MiMi look like, man?” Travis had asked, a little suspicious of Alex’s recommendation.
    â€œMiMi is sexy. Plus, she has some skills that will make your soldier stand up.”
    â€œMan, this girl had better be on point because if she’s not I’m going to kick your ass,” Travis had threatened his friend.
    â€œI’m not worried about that because you’re going to thank me when MiMi is done with you.”
    T RAVIS A RRIVED IN N EW Y ORK S AFELY . Once he checked into his hotel, he got in a cab and headed to his afternoon appointment.
    Travis envisioned MiMi being a young, sexy woman with a banging body who, for the right price, would be willing to toss in a blowjob. He never imagined that MiMi would be a middle-aged Asian woman, with a belly as round as a barrel and a very thick accent. She had black shoulder-length hair and she was short.
    â€œYou’re MiMi?” Travis asked when she came from the back to greet him.
    â€œYes. I’m MiMi,” she answered as she wrote something down in the appointment book that was on the countertop.
    â€œThere is not another person named MiMi here?” Travis asked, looking around.
    â€œNo. There is only one MiMi and that’s me. Do you have a problem or something?” Travis sensed that if he kept asking the same question, she’d get offended.
    â€œNo. There’s not a problem at all,” Travis said, all the while thinking of how he was going to kill Alex.
    â€œGood. You follow me now. I’ll have you feeling as light as a feather when I’m done. You’ll feel like you can walk on clouds,” she said. Snickering, she escorted him to a private room where he could remove his clothes. “You just wait and see.” She pointed to the room where he could change.
    â€œI can’t believe Alex played me like this,” Travis muttered.
    â€œHurry up, so that I can work on you right away. I can already see the tension in your body. Right here in your shoulders and neck.” She touched his body.
    â€œYeah, I’m really tense now,” Travis agreed with her as he rotated his neck in an effort to loosen up the tightness of his muscles.
    â€œA big, strong man like you needs to be relaxed, not tense. If I were your woman, I’d make sure that you were never uptight. You’d always be pleased with me because I know how to take care of a good man.” She continued her snickering and flirting. Travis laughed along with her, although he didn’t find MiMi to be attractive at all.
    â€œYou’ve ordered my specialty. The Ashiatsu Massage. Have you ever had one before?”
    â€œI’ve had massages before, but not that particular kind. My friend Alex recommended that I get one.”
    â€œAirplane pilot, Alex?” she asked.
    â€œYes,” Travis said as he entered the room. The place appeared to be very clean