It has been awhile since I ventured to NC Spa. I was in need of a legit massage and not in the mood for hanky panky. Got Tina who is chunky, short and turns out a woman of few words. She's one of those who leave the room for hot towels and doesn't say a word. Just bolts out the door. It's polite to let us know, right? I'm ahead of myself. With the sheet over me she first strokes my body over the sheet which was nice. Then she massages using thumbs and elbows over the sheet. Not so nice. This woman has strong thumbs. She dug into the side of my glutes - you know that pressure point on the side of the hips that if pushed hard enough sends a shot of pain down your leg? Yeah, that happened both sides. Finally, she pulls down sheet to top of butt and breaks out the oil. Does back, neck, arms and top of glutes. Again she uses monster thumbs on all areas. No, I didn't cry uncle. Like I said, I wanted a legit massage and it was all I could handle. Pushes sheet over to one side and does legs and a bit of glutes. Doesn't come close to any fun areas. I mean, stays far away. Leaves silently, back with hot stones. Yes, they were hot. Oh, I guess she was too. About 15 minutes into the massage she turns on the portable a/c. the room was not hot. Marine layer outside. If she's lose some weight, perhaps she wouldn't run so hot...or the big M is torturing her. Menopause. You guys ever have those hot stones on your scrotum? Damn, it's awesome. I digress...flip and she does hands and pushes my quads over the sheet, a minute or two of feet and done. I think she's PP. Penis Phobic. She stayed far away while doing hams and quads and there was no way in hell she was going to touch my abs. Overall, I can't recommend. But, all was not lost. I saw my girl at the front desk. My God, I'm so into her. It's worth the price of admission just to be in her orbit for a fleeting minute or two. Be safe, fellas!