On the topic of sleazy massages, I realised I have actually visited a sleazy massage parlour. It was way back during a trip to Bangkok with my friend Ah B in 2012 if I did not remember wrongly. I know you are reading this so you can vouch for my innocence and have a good laugh again on my predicament.

Ah B and I have know each other for years through my defunct old erotica blog before we actually met up and we got along really well.

What do two young women with no commitments do during weekends with spare cash? We flew to Bangkok for shopping, clubbing, spa, traditional Thai massage and food.

It was after a night of club hopping and it ended at Lebua State Tower where some of the scenes of The Hangover was filmed. Nice view and it had a strict dress code, hence we were quite dressed up for the night.

Upon alighting near our hotel, we felt that it was still early and stumbled upon a massage place. It stated 169 baht for an hour of Thai massage. Why not? Plus it had male masseur and I like male masseurs because they have more strength.

I did not notice it was dim and dark inside. It was night time for goodness sake! It was along the streets and I did not expect much. Besides, I did not want to be the typical demanding Singaporean to complain when things are already so cheap.

Ah B was beside me with curtains open and chatty and friendly as usual to everyone. Halfway through the massage, I realised the curtain was drawn and I did not give much thought.

Halfway through, I felt that the massage was strange because I did not remember Thai massage massaging boobs. It is however common for Javanese massage.

Furthermore, when the massage reached my inner thigh and groin area and his fingers were getting too close to my privates which I was uncomfortable. I called a stop to touching my privates and ended the session unsatisfied. It was not what I expected at all.

I told Ah B about it and she did not experience the same thing. I blamed my luck. I paid to get myself molested. I remembered being really upset.

The thing about me is, although I had an erotic blog and I shared about my experiences openly, it doesn’t mean I do it with every guy with boneless meat. I needed to feel loved, wanted and my feelings reciprocated and the person to be attractive to me.

Men have since lost their appeal to me after being lied to and cheated upon numerous times. It will take me a while or maybe never to enjoy sexual pleasures for the remainder of my life.