It was time for Audreyâ€˜s monthly massage and boy was she feeling tight! It wasnâ€˜t her back or her neck this time either. Her masseur Dylan was a pro though and was sure to get to the BOTTOM of it. After searching for a while to try and find the tension, Dylan figured it might go faster if he just asked Audrey. He was at her legs at that point and she kept instructing him to go higher ad higher. He finally hit the spot when he reached her brown eye. Her husband HATES buttholes, and never gave her the time of day.