Spending two hours in a luxury hotel while a perfect stranger ran his hands over my body when my husband was away on business may not sound the ideal evening to myself but hear me out On a miserable Monday evening I left the sirens and slush covered sidewalks behind as I stepped out onto the 35th floor and made my way to The Spa at the Mandarin ... (more)
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