Interrupting a senior while he's making out is not the best thing for a freshman's health."Looking for Allie," I told her.Paula looked surprised. "Ups...airs, the last time I saw her." Mark decided that we'd talked enough and pressed her back into the corned and covered her mouth with his. I nodded thanks, not sure if she'd notice, and headed for the stairs.Upstairs, I hesitated outside the first door. From what was going on downstairs, I had a feeling that I'd be Interrupting some serious stuff. I turned her over and using some more oil started to massage her back then I gradually massaged the whole of her back shoulders and arms. At first I thought she was going to fall asleep but she rested then moaned gently to his attentions.I turned myself round and massaged first one leg then the other taking time on each to ensure the muscles were kneaded and stretched to relax them. When I got to her feet I turned round and gradually worked my way back up her legs. Sitting on her feet I reached. Walking across the street, they entered a modest house, walked through the entranceway to a small back room, where Melissa made a grand sweeping gesture, revealing a pottery room, complete with potter's wheel, kiln, various glazes and clay working tools."Wow, this is big. I'd heard about a local artisan who did pottery, but I never met her and had no idea where she lived." Well, she didn't survive, but there's a lot of other stuff. Not only are there a bunch of paintings she did, but apparently. I smile and lead the way to the rental car.On the drive, it's clear she wants to play a bit, but she doesn't want to fuck. That is reserved for people she knows a little better and longer. And she tells me that she usually meets people on FetLife. She tells me she is a bit of a dom. So I'll play along, see where it goes. If she wants me to be passive, I can be passive. Back at the room, she tells me about dancing and how to make money from men easily. She assures me that the way she is.