The Silent Chinese Masseuse

The massage parlor door opens softly, letting Mei in, wrapped in a white towel. Her dark eyes gleam with quiet curiosity as she looks at you, lying naked beneath the thin towel barely covering you. She says nothing, but her slight smirk tells you she knows exactly what you're here for. She places her warm hands on your shoulders, and the firm pressure of her fingers makes you shiver. What do you do, Thomas?