One evening as I was preparing to go for a long drive, I scheduled a session with a guy I’d seen several times. He was older, average-looking, but gave a terrific massage with the usual HE. When I called, he said he had a surprise and to hurry on over. His surprise was a brand-new massage table! He had just assembled it and I was its first client. So I stripped and climbed on. The massage started just when all of a sudden, the legs buckled and I went crashing to the floor. It all happened so fast I didn’t know what to think. Once we realized no one was hurt, we started laughing hysterically. What the hell, I was already “on” the table, so he squatted down, crawled around, and finished the massage. Memorable? Oh hell, yeah.