This prompted me to book myself in for a full body massage. I knew there was a new local Oriental massage parlor that had recently opened up, so decid...d to go and check it out. I walked through the door and a bell rang. There wasn't anyone currently on the reception desk, but I could hear someone making their way down the corridor. I watched as a mature, tiny, but pretty Chinese lady came to the counter. She said "good morning sir, how can I help?" I replied, "I'd like to book myself in for a. What made her so impressive was not just that she was a nicely put-together package; it was her overall size that made her all the more attractive; at least to me. This wasn’t some little skinny waif, like my ex-wife; this was a full-bodied woman. She was definitely a BBW, but not a chubbette. She looked like someone who had always been big and full-bodied, one of those women who always seem to retain just that alluring bit of baby-fat throughout their entire life. She looked as if she could. Water felt better and better these days. I used to be an in and out kind of girl when it came to the shower, now I could spend hours on end standing under that water. I leaned my head back into the water, letting my hair get wet. I had already washed it today, but I loved the feeling. I knew you were not supposed to go to bed with wet hair, but that did not make any difference to me. I had not really planned on going back to sleep anyways. “Moira,” I heard a voice speak lightly. I jumped. Three were normal toilet bowls with plumbing jutting out of the wall, whilst the other two were just seats with white rectangular pans underneath for examining shit for contraband. With the cop watching her, not unkindly, and some of the other police and clients watching from nearby, she had to sit down and take a long piss; the cop handed her a roll of toilet paper, she wiped off and handed the roll back to him, and he escorted her back for her turn on the examining table.The trading staff.