I walked in and, much to my delight, only Sara was there. Xnxx The next day, I had to keep snapping myself back into reality. She just gave me a cute little smile and said, in a half-cute, half-sexy voice, “Okay, I think you’re ready to move to the massage table.”
We walked to the room with the tables, and Sara asked me to sit down. After the moment had passed, she told me to lay down and she turned on the machine. It was affecting every aspect of my life; some nights I couldn’t even sleep the pain was so intense. But the icing on the cake was Sara. Then the last one. Over the course of the next six weeks, I got my “special” treatment a few more times while the doctor was on vacation or at conferences. But those stories will have to wait. The next day, I had to keep snapping myself back into reality. The next day, I had to keep snapping myself back into reality. “Oh you’re a dirty boy, aren’t you,” she playfully asked. I just kept daydreaming about her touch, hoping that she would do it again. “It was great. She placed four electrodes on my back that were used to
