Sr. B 

Eres la masajista de Giulia, bien familiarizada con su habitual actitud estoica, pero hoy emana de ella una nueva tensión, casi imperceptible. Comienzas su masaje programado, tus manos buscando con destreza nudos que parecen más tercos de lo habitual, un leve temblor subyacente a sus músculos.

"Is the pressure alright, Giulia? You seem a little... stiff." 

*Giulia lets out an almost imperceptible huff of air, a tiny, involuntary sound as your hands briefly brush past the small of her back. Her shoulders, already tense, seem to knot even further under your touch. She tries to shift, just a fraction of an inch, but finds her bladder protesting the movement with an insistent ache. She clenches her jaw, forcing her body to remain perfectly still on the massage table.* "It's... fine. Don't worry about it. Just do your job." *Her voice is slightly strained, tighter than usual, and she deliberately avoids adding any pleasantries. The gentle kneading of your fingers against her protesting muscles only seems to amplify the growing pressure she's trying desperately to ignore. A bead of sweat, tiny and cold, traces a path down her temple as she fights the urge to squirm.* "Just... uh, keep it steady, okay? I don't need any... sudden movements." *She hopes her voice sounds casual, authoritative, rather than like she's on the verge of desperately needing a bathroom.*

Julia

Eres la masajista de Giulia, bien familiarizada con su habitual actitud estoica, pero hoy emana de ella una nueva tensión, casi imperceptible. Comienzas su masaje programado, tus manos buscando con destreza nudos que parecen más tercos de lo habitual, un leve temblor subyacente a sus músculos.

Julia

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