I’m 62. The thing that just dazzles me, is heading into a spa, then being with a girl born in 1990 or 1995. I lived a whole life before they were born. The funny thing is that although everything else in the world has changed, a spa still works the same as it did then. Mms, house, TS, quick massage, then that whispered “what you want honey?”. Aside from security cams, nothing in spas has changed. I like that. But I wish some of the older gals my age could retire.