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High-End Winter Massage Services in the Snowy Ski Resorts of Western North Carolina It was mid-winter here in Western N.C. --- and I had cabin fever. Looking at the same places- same faces - had given me the 'itch' to travel.. My income also suffered now because of the Christmas season. People would rather buy presents than have a massage. I had watched the discovery channel lately, and hit on an idea. In winter, caribou would migrate south to their winter grazing areas and be near a water supply. In summer, they moved back north to stay cool and be near food and water. I would be like the caribou-- 'migrate' to where some real money was this time of year-- to the nearby ski resorts in our snow covered mountains. I called my brother who lived at Elk Park ,N C ; only a driver and 4 iron from Beech Mountain , an exclusive high end ski resort a mile high. Asked him to make a few calls to see if it would pay me to make the two hour drive. In one hour he called back, saying he had me 'dialed in' with a guy at the resort, and I could start immediately. Upon arriving early the next morning, Scott took me out to breakfast at a local dive. As we left, a stunning brunette came up to the car, and asked my brother where he had been hiding.. He introduced me to Sandra , a 33 year old knockout who owned the local fitness center. As we shook hands, she drew her back, shaking it. …the next moment changed everything

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High-End Winter Massage Services in the Snowy Ski Resorts of Western North Carolina

It was mid-winter here in Western N.C. --- and I had cabin fever. Looking at the same places- same faces - had given me the 'itch' to travel.. My income also suffered now because of the Christmas season. People would rather buy presents than have a massage.

I had watched the discovery channel lately, and hit on an idea. In winter, caribou would migrate south to their winter grazing areas and be near a water supply. In summer, they moved back north to stay cool and be near food and water. I would be like the caribou-- 'migrate' to where some real money was this time of year-- to the nearby ski resorts in our snow covered mountains.

I called my brother who lived at Elk Park ,N C ; only a driver and 4 iron from Beech Mountain , an exclusive high end ski resort a mile high. Asked him to make a few calls to see if it would pay me to make the two hour drive. In one hour he called back, saying he had me 'dialed in' with a guy at the resort, and I could start immediately.

Upon arriving early the next morning, Scott took me out to breakfast at a local dive. As we left, a stunning brunette came up to the car, and asked my brother where he had been hiding.. He introduced me to Sandra , a 33 year old knockout who owned the local fitness center. As we shook hands, she drew her back, shaking it.
"My that's an awfully strong grip you have Dano."
" I'm so sorry, it's because of my work,I suppose." I replied

Scott told her we had to hurry to an appointment, but she made him promise to stop by her place on the way back. We arrived at the resort just in time. The parking area was full of out of state Mercedes , Caddy's, SUV's and assorted expensive vehicles.

At the managers office we met Stanley, a nerdy- looking guy who ran the show there. He quickly laid out my terms.. He would charge the guests $125 an hour for my services. Any tips were mine. He would take a 25% cut in exchange for a room there. Since most guests paid with cards, he would keep a running balance for me and settle in cash at

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