Last week I was in Vegas for the week on business.  After a few nights in the casino, and the general assault on the senses that you get there, I was ready to relax.  I had asked the cab driver if he knew a good massage place and he suggested the Flamingo.  As I arrived I was greeted by an attractive asian woman and was asked if I could wait about 10 mins.  I said I could and sat on the couch in their waiting area.  About 15 mins later a different woman returned and led me into one of their rooms to prepare for my massage.  The room was darkly lit and had a real massage table in the center, the kind where your face rests in an oval cushion at the top.  I rested on the table for another 5 mins or so and another woman, different from the first two, came to lead me to the table shower.  Here I was asked to undress and lay face down on the table...