I have a little routine speech at the beginning of every massage, you know, instructions to the client, etc. It usually goes something like this:
"I'd like you to start face-down on the table, between the sheets, with your face in the face rest...blah, blah, blah."
What I instead said to a client today, who, physically at least, was pretty much my ideal man:
"I'd like you between the sheets..."
I just kept on babbling, hoping he hadn't noticed (and praying his WIFE, who was getting a massage in the same room, hadn't noticed), then escaped to wait outside of the room while both of them got situated.
As I stood outside in the hallway, one thought was running through my mind while I waited for my blush to fade: Blog-fodder!