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It's an open secret that most of my married friends' husbands go for massages at those cheap Asian joints. And of course, we all know what follows those sort of "massages." I'm sure there are plenty of legitimate Asian massage therapists, but not these places. While everyone turns a blind eye to this, why is massage for women frowned upon? Why can't I get a perfectly tame massage without everyone telling me I'm pampering myself? I'm not the pampering kind of woman. But I do suffer from fibromyalgia, and I would like to get massages more often. If my husband went to those seedy spots, I'd divorce him. I don't need him coming home with some exotic disease that came into being on some dirty sheet.  It's not like I have a problem with him getting massage. couples massage would be fine. I'd actually love getting a massage with him right next to me. But so far, every time that I mention the possibility, he shoots it down. I've had my sh...

It all started in high school. I was not yet married and my future husband was still living in Austria. My kids were not even people I could have imagined existing. But I had a bug for writing. I enjoyed my creative writing class. Literature class. When I learned what linguistics was in college I flipped. I majored in creative writing at first, but soon switched to accounting, just because my English professors showed us a chart of how much (little) we could expect to make as writers. Maybe I should have stuck with it. Either way, I'm happy to say I have a good income and if I ever had to be on my own, I could easily do it. Not that I'm planning to leave my husband, but life happens. By the way, he's not really from Austria. He is European, though. I changed that detail so no one can recognize me. He already cheated once. Well, twice if you count before we were married. He actually cheated the night of our engagement party. Oh, actually it was four times. I forgot about the...