The work of a Casualty Unit is exhausting, and I was often too tired after a day on my feet for much of a social life. When I mentioned this in passin... one day over a snatched break for a cup of tea, Kumar suggested that I might find a massage an ideal way to relax at the end of a hard week. When I said that I didn't know any suitable massage parlours — they had a reputation for being a front for something else rather less savoury — and the cost of a session at a health spa was way out of my. " said Francesca as they neared the bend in the shoreline that brought them to the other side."Best officer I've ever served under. And I mean 'under' ", giggled Frieda."I just hope you feel the same when I supervise your punishment" replied a suddenly far more serious Francesca."Sure I will" replied Frieda. Then she went silent. Damn this stupid war, she thought. Why can't people just be nice to each other all the time?Francesca withdrew her arm from Frieda's shoulder. She was in a position of. "Whoa. Hold on," I said "Let me see if I understand the math of this story: a couple of cuties plus one other guy brought along equals three. Three guys." The girls exchanged looks. I continued, "Kim plus Beverly equals two. Two girls. So you guys searched the dorms for someone to play third wheel to this guy and you couldn't find one. Until I called." Again, the two girls just silently exchanged glances. "Maybe this would be a good time to point out," I said, "That on top of liking girls and. ” he said with a smile.The old man took the key and mumbled something under his breath and the door swung open.Jim thanked the old man and entered the room.For the most part, it was a normal hotel room. The only oddity was an overstuffed recliner off to one side with a marble slab connected to the arm. Jim looked around and noticed the old man was still at the door.“Interesting chair you have there.” he noted aloud.The old man just gave him a grin. “That’s a special chair. Very relaxing. When.