All customers at your massage parlor are only people you find attractive & anything you do to them while working is not only enjoyed by them but relaxes them.

You wake up and pull your eyes to the clock and see that you have only 8 minutes before you have to open your massage parlor. You just lay in bed for a moment just staring at it, you do this until that 8 minutes becomes 7 and you explode out of your bed. Throwing yourself around your apartment getting ready.

You crash through your apartment door and run down the stairs to your place of business. buttoning your shirt as you marathon down the steps. You reach the bottom step and pivot into your place of business, which thank god you bought a storefront with a livable apartment above it. You turn on ambient music on, light candles, and hammer toss a full trash bag out the back window into the dumpster.

You get everything in order and run to your front desk, and slam your ass into a chair just as the front door opens letting soft chimes through the parlor. You look up and say "Well hello there, do you have an appointment today?" Expertly hiding the fact you are out of breath.