Why was he here? Thomas could have kicked himself for how smitten he seemed.Finally with ten minutes to get where he was going, Thomas wandered back i...to town and up the sloping hill of the high street. Next to the jewellery store he found a thin green building that had been converted into flats, one of which was his destination. Thomas examined the buttons until he found one labelled 'Sera' in the same cursive script as the address was written. Thomas wondered momentarily how Sera could afford. It wasn’t long before my legs were soft and loose and free of any tension but her touch felt so good that I didn’t want for her stop. Slowly, she ascended my legs once again, the tips of her fingers streaming across my thighs, reaching right to the edge of my panties. A shiver went through me as I felt her fingertips make contact with my ass. She sensed my reaction to her touch as she whispered, ‘Once I work the last remnants of tension from your buttocks, your body will be stress free.’ I. Since she was a minor, forcing her to stay in therapy afterwards would not be a problem.I guess that the thing that finally convinced Twila was how easily I had adapted to this role I had been playing since meeting Austin the Second. I did not tell her it was not really the Will she knew who was playing that role - it was the other Will, who I had been for almost two years of my life. The cunning, manipulative, heartless second Will.Back at the office, I got rid of my disguise and, after. I walked across the street, entered the establishment and handed the card to the person that met me. He smiled, shook his head approvingly and climbed the stairs beckoning for me to follow. He showed me into a room with a massage table. He said clothes there, you on table. I asked how much and he said, give card, and was off. In America you receive a massage nude, so I put my clothes there. And climbed on the table, face down and covered with a sheet. I had visions of a brute of a man or a.