Spa

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After driving about 30 minutes to the spa, Obama sighed as he got out of his car. He walked into the spa through the clean glass doors and checked in.

"The masseuse will see you in a few minutes."  Said the receptionist.

Obama sat down and went on his phone. I can't stop thinking about him. He is everywhere.

"Sir, she is ready to see you." Called the receptionist.

"Sir?"

"Oh yes, sorry I zoned out." Said Obama.

"I'm your masseuse, Mrs. McGraw. Come with me."

Obama followed the lady and noticed the nice area around him. She led him into a very calming room to be massaged after he got undressed.

While being massaged, Obama thought about work and the fact that he had to go back the next day. Even more so, he thought about Jesus. If I just didn't pray that night, this wouldn't have happened. I don't know how I feel about this. I love him too. This is just a weird situation.

After his massage session, he called his friend Joe Biden.

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