"All right, lie down. Before treating you, we need to follow the usual routine and relax with a massage first," I said.
"I think 'relax' is just an excuse. You just want to take advantage of me, don't you?"
Suzan gave me a cold look.
"What's so tempting about that? We've done that kind of thing before, are you still shy?" I said, curling my lip.
"You... jerk!"
Suzan was furious, her little face flushing red, betraying a hint of cuteness.
"Anyway, I'm doing this for your good. If you don't want it, forget it, but if it affects the treatment, don't blame me for not warning you." I shrugged, sounding indifferent.
"Well... alright, but this time you can't deliberately tease me. No taking advantage, no..."
Suzan apparently believed my words, but she was still somewhat wary.
"Stop talking nonsense. What advantage is there to take from you? I've massaged countless women like you." I looked disinterested, feigning nonchalance.