Thai Contemporary Massage  

kamikazehawaii 51M
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4/22/2005 4:43 am

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Thai Contemporary Massage


She arrived within 20 minutes of my call, which is an admirable accomplishment considering the traffic in Bangkok. I normally like to strike some conversations, but her English might have added more sore onto my neck. I still learned her name, where she was from, that she had a son, and that she was divorced, and that her son lived with her ex-husband. She also happend to work within a walking distance.
Massage was O.K. Her efforts were clearly felt, but it was a matter of taste that did not quite match. I asked her if she would do a "special" massage. She started talking about her Japanese customers who told her that she was expensive for her age. Indeed, competition in this market is extremely intense. I would not negotiate a bargain with her, but just wanted to ask if she would sleep with me.
She said no word, but came back from the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel. As I stood up, she leaned against me, completely surrendering herself to me. The pitch of her moaning gets shorter. And she rests in my arm with her hand on my chest. Just before dawn, she asks for my permission to leave. Our little escape will end, and another day of work will start. She invited me to come for traditional massage.

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