I decided to try and make a completely new friend today; and in that spirit, I chose to venture off to a place I’ve never been to before (Platinum). I’m greeted by a delightful young lady who, after finding out that it was my first time there, gave me a tour of the premises, and asked me to pick which room I wanted to stay in. The rooms are very open, and very… Legendsy (which is fine by me)... and seeing as I don’t really go to places for the décor, I decided to have the lady choose her favourite (although I admit I was relieved she didn’t choose “Jungle”… the fountain makes me want to tinkle). Asian it was.
So I clean up, towel off, and hop up on the table. Which turned out to be a bit of a shock, because it’s “springy”… very “springy”… and I find myself struggling to keep from bouncing completely out of control (which turned out to be a waste of time, because as soon as I did get the bouncing under control, I found myself passing the time by playing trampoline
).
Already in a happy mood from a thorough hopping, things got even better when Ms. Nikki walked into the room. She’s an adorable, slight brunette. Her hair is darker than her pictures, and she has a little bit of ink, but she really is a stunning young thing. After a quick greeting, and getting the commercial aspects out of the way, we move to rub time.
She talks to me as she works… there are a few awkward moments (young ladies and mangy old rabbits don’t usually have much in common, and I can be hard for new friends to relate to), but it’s quite pleasant – she really seems to be a sweet girl.
It isn’t long before she flips me over, and things get a little friskier. It isn’t a particular “close” kind of frisky… but it’s REALLY fun… and after a couple of minutes…
Rabbit: “Ooops.”
Ms. Nikki:
Rabbit: “Well, that’s new.”
Ms. Nikki: “How so?”
Rabbit: “I’m usually… stubborn.”
Ms. Nikki: “Me too.”
Rabbit: “No, you don’t understand. There are women who would punch us both in the head if they got wind of this….”
Ms. Nikki: “That’s funny. Do you want to shower first, or to you want me to?”
Oh. Doesn’t matter. Me, I guess.
Really, it’s hard to say that it wasn’t a great time – because everything from start to finish was – well, pretty awesome. But a 20 minute session is always a message. And that message is almost invariably “doesn’t like rabbits”.
Shame. This one really has Angel potential.
Happy thumping, all!
So I clean up, towel off, and hop up on the table. Which turned out to be a bit of a shock, because it’s “springy”… very “springy”… and I find myself struggling to keep from bouncing completely out of control (which turned out to be a waste of time, because as soon as I did get the bouncing under control, I found myself passing the time by playing trampoline
).Already in a happy mood from a thorough hopping, things got even better when Ms. Nikki walked into the room. She’s an adorable, slight brunette. Her hair is darker than her pictures, and she has a little bit of ink, but she really is a stunning young thing. After a quick greeting, and getting the commercial aspects out of the way, we move to rub time.
She talks to me as she works… there are a few awkward moments (young ladies and mangy old rabbits don’t usually have much in common, and I can be hard for new friends to relate to), but it’s quite pleasant – she really seems to be a sweet girl.
It isn’t long before she flips me over, and things get a little friskier. It isn’t a particular “close” kind of frisky… but it’s REALLY fun… and after a couple of minutes…
Rabbit: “Ooops.”
Ms. Nikki:
Rabbit: “Well, that’s new.”
Ms. Nikki: “How so?”
Rabbit: “I’m usually… stubborn.”
Ms. Nikki: “Me too.”
Rabbit: “No, you don’t understand. There are women who would punch us both in the head if they got wind of this….”
Ms. Nikki: “That’s funny. Do you want to shower first, or to you want me to?”
Oh. Doesn’t matter. Me, I guess.
Really, it’s hard to say that it wasn’t a great time – because everything from start to finish was – well, pretty awesome. But a 20 minute session is always a message. And that message is almost invariably “doesn’t like rabbits”.
Shame. This one really has Angel potential.
Happy thumping, all!
