The Fine Print
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*Author's Note*
This is my first story so please provide feedback (good and bad)
If my writing is intolerable tell me so I can spare you all from reading
anymore
*The Night Watchman*
Always Read the Fine Print
Madam Evette's Massage Parlor is the oldest parlor in Miami, though
despite its name it doesn't participate in the world's oldest profession.
Madam Evette prides herself on offering the deepest most soothing
massages in the world, so much, so she guarantees you leave stress free
or your money back. A guarantee she has never had to honor thanks to the
magic she places into the fingers of her masseuses. Where other parlors
have a long list of different types of massages and therapies they offer
Madam Evette has a simple system, you walk in tell the receptionist how
deep of a massage you want on a scale of 1-15 and when it's done you
leave stress free. Very rarely has anyone ever requested a massage
higher then 10, to the point where all of their signage only lists 1-10
anymore.
Steve has never been good at dealing with stress, in order to cope he has
been coming to Madam Evette's for years initially as an entry level
office worker he always got a level 3 even though most people in his
situation only needed a 1 or 2. As he moved up the corporate ladder his
usual level wasn't adequate anymore. As a junior VP, he went up to 5 as
Senior VP to 7, when he was moved onto the board of directors he jumped
straight to 10. Now Steve is the chairman of the board, and when you add
in his health problems as a man in his 50's even a level 10 isn't doing
the trick anymore. With the stockholders meeting only 2 weeks away Steve
was desperate for a release, as he approached the desk at Madam Evette's
the receptionist immediately recognized him.
"Oh hello Mr. Johnson, a level 10 as usual right Mr. Johnson?" inquired
the receptionist.
Half jokingly Steve replied, "I guess so though at this point I'm so
stressed I probably need an 11."
Without skipping a beat, the receptionist responded, "That stressed Mr.
Johnson? Well I can have Cindy get that ready for you if you'd like?"
"What you mean you have an 11?" inquired Steve.
"Yes, sir due to the cost and severity of the higher levels we don't
advertise it but we actually go as high as 15. Though NOONE has ever
gone higher than 12 that I know of," answered the receptionist.
Continuing his inquiry, "Really? Well a level 10 is already costing me
$5,000 how much higher could an 11 be?"
"It's $35,000 Mr. Johnson," whispered the receptionist."
"$35,000!!! You must be nuts. Out of curiosity though, does the
guarantee apply to these mystery levels?" asked Steve intrigued by the
idea.
"Oh, yes Mr. Johnson Madam Evette stands by her guarantee 100% ESPECIALLY
for these levels," replied the receptionist.
"Well what have I got to lose I have the money to spend and there is
always the guarantee. Okay I'll take the 11," stated Steve.
With that the receptionist made a short whispered phone call to the back
office and Steve was met in his usual room by Cindy and a woman he had
never seen before.
The unknown woman spoke first. "Hello Mr. Johnson, I am Madam Evette. I
understand you have requested a level 11. This is a very rare occurrence
so I handle these cases personally. Are you sure, you need an 11? Your
normal level 10 has worked quite well for you till now."
Steve replied, "Wow the receptionist wasn't kidding when she said this
was an uncommon occurrence. Yes I need the 11 you see our annual
stockholders meeting is in two weeks and it is my first as the chairman
of the board."
Madam Evette continued, "Well in that case we will proceed but first I
need you to sign this waiver due to the nature of this massage we must
protect ourselves, though my guarantee still applies 100%."
"Wavier this thing is like 20 pages," said Steve.
"Yes I highly suggest you read it, it is mostly boiler plate legal jargon
but there are some sections you will not want to skip over," insisted
Madam Evette.
Steve quickly glanced over the first few pages then just skipped to the
end and signed it. "I've seen this kind of document hundreds of times it
all looked fine to me," said Steve with a hint of frustration at all the
fuss.
"Very well then Mr. Johnson, enjoy your massage," stated Madam Evette as
she exited the room.
"Okay Steve assumes the usual position, strip and lay face down on the
table," ordered Cindy, the only one there close enough to Steve to use
his first name. "The first main difference with this level is I need you
to put this eye mask on," explained Cindy.
"If this is all there is to a level 11 I'm going to be calling in that
guarantee," stately Steve bluntly as he climbed onto the table.
As Cindy began to work the different muscle groups in his back Steve
quickly fell asleep. As Cindy began tapping into the magic in her fingers
her hands started to glow. "This is definitely a lot more magic then I
usually use," noted Cindy. As the massage continued, his stress oozed
out of him but unlike a level 10; which only eliminates the stress, the
higher levels remove the sources of stress. With the level 11 the source
it targets is health problems, as she kneaded his abs the stomach ulcers
healed, then his legs and the arthritis in his knees and ankles
disappeared.
From the tip of his toe to the top of his head she massaged deeper than
any massage he had ever had, even his thinned gray hair was now a vibrant
mane of hair once again. The drawback to this is the pain involved, with
every movement Cindy makes Steve groans in pain; while not unbearable, it
takes a strong will to endure. As Steve began to stir finally giving in
to the pain, Cindy helped bring him around.
"All done Steve. So do you think the 11 is worth it?" asked Cindy,
already knowing the answer.
"Wow I feel AMAZING, normally after laying down for that long my stomach
hurts from the ulcers but this time I feel fine, even better then fine
almost ?healthy?" answered Steve.
"Really? And how about your knees, any pain?"
"No actually I didn't even realize it hopping off the table, they don't
ache. What did you do?" inquired Steve puzzled beyond belief.
"That's the power of a level 11 it goes down deep to the source of your
stress, in this case your health problems. Had you read the wavier you
would have expected this," explained Cindy adding on the last bit almost
like a mother scolding her child.
Steve felt better than he had in years, perfectly healthy and stress free
but after several years as usual with Steve his stress returned and so
did many of his once cured stress induced ailments. Returning to Madam
Evette's Steve cuts right to the chase. "This is unacceptable, I paid
$35,000 for a level 11 to cure my health problems and now my ulcers are
back worse than ever."
"Mr. Johnson please keep your voice down, did you forget about the
confidentiality clause in your waiver?" asked the receptionist.
"What clause, I didn't see a confidentiality clause?" responded Steve
still well above a normal volume.
"That's why you should have read the wavier thoroughly," stated Madam
Evette, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.
"Look I just want to exercise the guarantee and get my money back," said
Steve, finally starting to calm down.
"I'm sorry Mr. Johnson, but that isn't possible the guarantee was met
when you left the building stress free and healthy but, since it is so
rare that we go above 10 I will make a single concession for you this
time," began Madam Evette.
"And what's that?" interrupted Steve.
"As I was saying, I will make a concession since your health problems
were not the root cause of your problem I will give you a level 11 for
free if you also get a level 12 with it," finished Madam Evette.
"What's a level 12 fix? And what's it gonna cost me?" said Steve, still
in a rush.
"What it does is all in the wavier which I suggest you read this time,
and as for cost it's 95,000." quoted Madam Evette as plainly as if it had
been 25 cents.
"Well if it's anything like an 11 I'm sure it will be worth it, but given
your 'concession' I take it each level fixes its own thing and going up a
level doesn't include the level under it," stated Steve.
"All your answers are in the wavier, but yes, that is correct," answered
Madam Evette before heading back to her office through a door that
blended into the wall seamlessly.
"Welcome back Steve, I heard all of the commotion in the reception area.
I'm sorry you were so upset," said Cindy with real concern in her voice.
"It's okay, I just blew my fuse from all the stress I'm under trying to
deal with the boards attempts to 'retire' me and finding a worthy
successor to my empire," explained a much calmer Steve.
"Well then I bet you're glad you went up to 12 huh?" asked Cindy almost
sarcastically.
"What do you mean?" asked Steve.
"Oh come on, please tell me you read the wavier this time," said Cindy
flabbergasted.
"I read through all of level 11, and most of 12, it was basically the
same thing just like 10 pages longer, so I skipped over the familiar
parts," said Steve sheepishly.
"Steve, I can't believe you didn't learn your lesson. Well I guess you
are just gonna have to be surprised again. Assume the position and put
the mask on so we can get started," responded Cindy matter-of-factly.
This time Cindy began first with the level 11 from toe to head, then
after resting her hands for a bit she started level 12.
Beginning at his waist and working in larger and larger circles, she
pressed deep into his body passed his muscle and joints into the core of
his bones. Our bones are like tree trunks you can tell how old we are by
the rings inside. As she works over his skeleton his bones begin to shed
rings, his spine straightens and realigns, his joints regain lost
cartilage. At the same time on the surface, everywhere she touches
regained its youthful smoothness, wrinkles fade away, blemishes disappear
and his muscles swell and tighten. By the time Steve caves in to the
pain Cindy has massaged him back into his early 20's.
"Wow I'm impressed you lasted that long Steve," stated Cindy very
impressed.
"I have always been very tolerant of pain, besides I wanted to make sure
I got my money's worth," explained Steve, enjoying the chance to boost
his ego.
"And did you?" asked Cindy, again already knowing the answer.
"Did I ever! I have no health problems again and going by my driver's
license I'm back to age 24," exclaimed Steve. "Wait I still have my job
and money and everything right?" asked Steve nervously as he pats his
pants looking for the keys to his Maybach. "Pfew, I was worried there
for a minute," said Steve relieved.
"THAT'S WHY YOU SHOULD READ THE WAVIER!" said a thoroughly frustrated
Cindy.
"Sorry, I know I should have read it all the way, I will be sure to when
I come back in 30 years for another tune up," chuckled Steve.
Anyone else may have made to his 'tune up' but not Steve. For him 30
years had been a gross overestimate. Only 10 years has passed since his
level 12 and the pressure of being the youngest chairman in history has
taken its toll. Despite repeated level 10 and occasional 11 massages all
the stress related health problems were back, and this time around
instead of thinning hair at 50 Steve was completely bald at 27. Scared at
how his stress was spiraling out of control Steve quickly made an
appointment to take it up a notch. As Steve sat in the prep room, he
skipped over the level 11 waiver completely. (He had it memorized by
now) He read the level 12 all the way through this time but in usual
fashion Steve just couldn't drag himself through the last couple chapters
of level 13 it was almost 100 pages after all. Cindy greeted Steve, as
always with a warm smile though now she was the older member of the pair
but still arguably in better condition than Steve was.
"Wow Steve your stress must be out of control, you actually shelled out
300,000 for a level 13 on top of an 11 and a partial 12," exclaimed
Cindy.
"Yeah but it's gonna be worth it I just know it," said Steve with hope in
his voice.
"You sound more hopeful than confidant Steve you did read the wavier
right?" asked Cindy like a broken record.
This time Steve decided to make her happy and lied, "Of course I did!
What do you take me for an idiot."
"I'm glad you finally came around," said Cindy thrilled he finally
listened.
Again she started at his toes, and then from the waist shaved his back
down to 20, and then she sent him out to get dinner while she recovered
fully. When he returned she quickly set to work on the level 13 which
was a reverse of 12 starting far out and working her way to his waist
pulling in and condensing all of the hard work he had done to get to
where he was in life. Level 13 took away his job, instead of being
youngest chairman of the board in history, Steve was now an Inventor and
founder of the company he once worked so hard for. He made his fortune
before he was even out of High School and never had to work a day in his
life.
"Wait I don't feel any different than before I left for dinner? What
gives?" said Steve puzzled forgetting that he should have known what to
expect.
"WHAT GIVES? WHAT GIVES? You foolish foolish man you didn't read all of
13. I can't believe you lied to me, after all this time and how close I
thought we had become over the years," yelled Cindy through anger and
tears.
"I'm sorry I only lied cause I didn't want to make you angry again," said
Steve, quickly trying to smooth over the situation, he truly never wanted
to hurt the woman who had done so much for him.
"Well I hope you're happy this time because I'm only giving you one more
chance; if you lie to me again I won't be your masseuse anymore," stated
Cindy before promptly kicking Steve out of her room.
Steve now was 20 years old without a care in the world. No job stress, a
long life to look forward to and no health problems. Steve should have
been satisfied, but suddenly being the most eligible bachelor in the
world makes one prone to making bad choices in love. At 35 Steve is now
on his 7th wife each one leeching his money, his happiness and his health
out through alimony. Hell two of them even tried to kill him off to take
the whole thing. Steve realizing he'd soon be single yet again decides
he has no choice but to push his luck one more time. In the all too
familiar prep room Steve read over his waivers, this time he would read
them for real to make Cindy happy he even intended to ask Cindy out of a
date as a thank you for setting him straight.
At least that was his intention going in, he thoroughly read 11 for what
feels like the 1,000th time, tore through 12, read 13 completely but
looking at the 500-page waiver for level 14 his resolve weakened.
Patience was one thing none of his massages ever gave him, reading the
first half Steve got a bright idea. The surprise is always at the end,
which I never get to so I will skip to the last 5 chapters, the rest of
this has to be boiler plate. Right? Wrong! this time the 'surprise'
was sandwiched between the boiler plate only 3 pages past where Steve was
when he got his 'bright idea'.
Svetlana awoke from her massage feeling like a million bucks. Young,
rich, healthy, beautiful and worry free. Steve, now Svetlana, screamed
in his new feminine voice, "What the hell happened to me?"
Cindy now weeping responded, "You foolish foolish woman, how could you
spend a million dollars without knowing what you're getting? I loved you
and now we can never be together. Your stress was caused by gold digging
wives, so the level 14 massage turned you into a straight woman, a
billionaires young trophy wife, so you don't have to worry about wives
ever again," blurted Cindy before running out of the room.
"So now I'm a woman huh? How hard could it be?" said Svetlana to
herself. A girl may have been a more accurate descriptor a gorgeous girl
to be precise. How hard indeed this time Svetlana only survived 2 years,
9 months of which had been spent with child.
"I need to fix this, the level 15 is my only hope, it has to fix this, I
can't be a man trapped in a mother's body," said Svetlana truly at her
wits end.
"Well this is the final level; there is nowhere to go after this. I'm
afraid if this doesn't fix your problems we cannot help you," explained
Madam Evette.
"Fine just bring out the wavier and send Cindy in," said Svetlana.
"I'm afraid that Cindy will not be your masseuse, she has refused to work
on you after the last session you two had together. I will be your
masseuse," said Madam Evette.
"Where is the rest of the Wavier? This is only one page," asked
Svetlana.
"The level 15 is the ultimate stress reliever, everything you need to
know is on that page," said Madam Evette.
Svetlana should have read the fine print at the bottom though it's so
small you needed a magnifying glass just to know it was there. It read,
"Your body will be reduced to infancy and your mind will be erased and
left... (See other side)."
The back of the paper was completely blank...
Another satisfied customer
Guaranteed.
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