Shit week. Dog-tired. A massage is my only hope. Too exhausted to care, I lie naked on the table, dozing off almost immediately. Vaguely aware of strong hands working my muscles, I start to float and imagine other circumstances. In my mind, I squirm with pleasure and sigh with delight at the sensations. My dream takes on a new reality as my legs part and my bottom rises in invitation.
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