"gurus, mystics, prophets...they are all full of sht. they make some vague pointless comment then let you find the meaning you choose to give it. like nostradamus... some twit pens a book of meaningless poems written in ambiguous form and then sits back to see how many ppl make the words 'fit' current and past events then claim he is a mystical soothsayer."
He then told me that he needed to see if I had any mark's down below, I told him I had some red marks on my inner thighs. He said he needed pictures of those marks as well.
I unbutton my pants and dropped off, I stepped out of them. He took many pictures of me in my boxers. He said he needed to change batteries in the camera and I should sit down on the massage table, while he went for new batteries.
As I turned my back, he left the room. As I sat there, I started to look for my phone, my clothes were gone. He came back in, with a new camera. He told me to drop my boxers, and don't be shy. As I started to remove my boxers, the camera flashed away...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑