Unfortunately, I didn't start mongering until my early 50s! I had been a legit massage client for years, mostly at spa resorts. Obviously, no other extra service ever happened there. One day, I walked into my golf club with a 6oz bottle of water, and one of my buddies started laughing and said "you turn over please". I had no idea what they were talking about. They explained the whole AMP scene to me, including getting a small water at the end. So the next day i went to an AMP they recommended, which was a standard service, black leggings and t-shirt place. No idea what the 50-year old woman's name was who gave me my first R and T, but it opened up this whole world to me.