The motel was pretty run down, and the clientel was just as bad. Inside the lobby, behind the front desk was, what looked like to any average person, ... doll collection. But clients understood the dolls’ true meaning. Each doll represented one girl. The dolls that stood upright were the available girls, to which clients could choose, and then be given the key to the room the girl was in. The dolls that were laying down were the girls that were currently busy with other clients.Rich walked Angel. I could feel her smiling as she moved to my shoulders. Jamie laughed a little then suddenly got serious. You hold all your stress in your back, dont you? She said as she finished with my right shoulder and started on my left. I dont know. I guess. How, oh ohh ohhhhh, how much stress could I re-reallyyyyyy have? I mean, school gets, yeah right there, gets tiring but not bad. I said honestly. Oh ok, youre just very stiff. She said, finishing with my other shoulder and beginning to work her way. He slides his back pack onto his shoulders and then pulls his bike off the rack. His ride doesn’t take long, no more than twenty minutes. He parks his bike on the side of the building, a little out of sight. There is the possibility of it being stolen, but ultimately there is nothing he can do about it. Trent’s bike lock broke a couple months ago and he just hasn’t bothered to replace it. Of course he rarely used it when it wasn’t broken, so he never really had the motivation in the first. When he was taking my measurements, his hand accidentally(i think so) pressed against my crotch region. I felt somewhat embarrassed, but unintentionally i got erect. It was my mistake, i know, but i just couldn't do a thing because it was an autonomous reaction. His hand again hit on my crotch while taking the measurements of my trousers. This time, he spotted that i was erect and confirmed it in a flash of a second by just touching my penis. He took away his hand quickly and asked me to come.