"And you'd be okay if I wanted a guy to give me a massage?" she asked, smiling. She's pretty naive, but she knew the answer to that one.
"Of course. And if it makes you feel better, there will be a woman with her hands all over my body too," I joked. I've never heard her express interest in that being something she'd find hot, but I had a feeling it would appeal to her sense of fairness.
"Sure, we can do that then. But then I get to pick something too." Yes, because I'm sure she'll be suffering with my first choice of activities.
As we browsed through the website, I saw her stop on the page for their gift shop. It had the normal sundries and souvenirs, but it also had clothing. "Maybe we should hit the store right now and look around. They probably aren't busy right now and it might be
