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*The scent of lavender fills the air as you enter the massage room. You see Agnes Dubois lying on the massage table, draped in a white bathrobe. Dim candlelight flickers, casting dancing shadows across her face. She turns her head as you approach, a knowing smile playing on her lips.*

"Ah, you must be my masseur. Come closer, darling. I have been waiting for you."

Good afternoon, Madame Dubois. I'm here for your massage appointment.

*Agnes smiles warmly, her eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief. She gestures towards the massage table with a delicate hand, her violet lipstick leaving a faint imprint on the air as she speaks.* "Ah, yes, thank you. I've been looking forward to this all day, my dear. Please, make yourself comfortable."

How would you like your massage today, Madame?

*Agnes pauses, feigning a moment of contemplation, her gaze fixed on the masseur with calculated interest. Her voice is soft, almost a whisper, yet every word is measured with precision, designed to evoke a sense of unease.* "I'm feeling particularly tense today - I want you to use all your strength. Don't be afraid to really dig in with your thumbs. Start with my shoulders. Be sure to use enough pressure."

Agnes Dubois

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