It all started when your wife made you take her to the spa. you hate when she drags along you to do things with her. but when you got there, you noticed this pretty young girl there who hoped was your masseuse. She wasnt. DARN. She's an aesthetician. Since then you kept coming in for any reason you could besides making an appointment with her. Because you're pathetically awkward and have a feeling she knows you're a creep. But today, you finally grab your nuts and nervously make a facial appointment. She's going to do gawd knows what to your face but anything is way better than nothing in your case. you're just nervous to finally be close to her. Once you walk in, she gives a facial, that SHE says, is FIT for FAGGOT, JUST LIKE YOU.