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My system was a mess when I first met M. It was all out of whack. But, I did not know that.

I had just celebrated my 47th birthday, so an orgasm was not a foreign concept. I had orgasmed. I had (what I believed to) strong orgasm. I knew my body and knew that it had experienced pleasure before. Or so I thought. 

From just living almost five decades, my body was in shambles. I had new aches and pains every morning. Things and places hurt. Things and places that I did not know could hurt, most definitely were starting to suffer. I was in physical therapy. I saw a chiropractor (as early as the day before my birthday). I had just dropped nearly 80 pounds. I was doing what I needed to so my body could heal. Yet, I could not climax, the orgasm I so desperately needed and wanted remained a unicorn. This is when I met M, the day after I turned 47. It was the best birthday present I could have ever given myself.

I have never been shy about sexual pleasure. I thought I knew what it was. Plain and simple: I was wrong! It might sound trite and contrived, but M showed me undiscovered levels of pleasure. His knowledge and attention to my body brought out unparalleled levels of sexual release. His attentive measures allowed my body to open up and experience the deepest levels of release and self-healing that I have ever experienced.​

Beyond the pleasure M has delivered to me, I had another breakthrough. I suffered a still yet undisclosed injury during surgery last year. I have nerve damage in my right arm. Somewhere. After dozens of MRIs, CT scans, nerve conduction studies, and doctor’s examinations, they still cannot pinpoint the actual injury. I have been to PT, OT, chiropractors, and massage therapists to find relief. A year later and I do not have full use of my right (my dominant) hand. I had to move. I had to adjust my physical appearance. I had to change the way I live. I had to change what I wore. I thought this was my new reality. Then I met M. After ONE session (ONE) I noticed a marked difference. I could make a fist. I could open the door. I could manipulate my hand in a way that was *almost* normal. After my second visit, it is even better. I actually have feeling in digits that have been dormant for almost a year. I have begun to believe that there is definitely a rainbow on the horizon after this storm.

I had no idea that I was missing something. I thought I knew what a mind-blowing sexual experience was. I thought all orgasms were alike. Um…no. M unleashed something primal and profound from within my body. I thought I was doomed to reteaching myself the simple day-to-day tasks with one hand. Again, I have been proven wrong. You owe it to yourself to give him a try. Trust me, you’ll be grateful that you did. Your body deserves it. You deserve it. - h