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Massage
Once a week I get a great massage. Strong respectful and manly hands Rub neck intensely and all ends While I dream of some picture collage. We chitchat loads while he is at work. I'm attentive or half asleep, I joke laughingly or think deep, He's a good family guy - no lurk. So we are done. My neck is better. Conversation is still flowing So I get up fast not knowing That he can see me pull my sweater. My oh my. What is it that I see? This fifty year old is hard on. All settled in, ready to run. Astonished I walk out "Excuse me!" On my way back home I recieve A text saying that in my blood Which runs in veins - there is a flood - Aphrodite's anscestry's concieved. My breasts are good but never special. At least that is what I do think. Nowadays recieve a wink From strangers after mint spa facial. With these silly men you never know What to do, even how to act What to say, when and how to react. I'd wait out, perhaps feeling would grow.
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