to be with danger

taking a day for myself

Moaning a bit, type took in a deep breathe has he was being touched and hard.
Taking in a deep breath, type turned his head to then peer his eyes up.
"Your hands are like magic."
The massage therapist smiled to then look back down to what she was doing.
"You hold a lot of tension."
Type nodded to then close his eyes to really enjoy this.
She then moved her hands to his shoulders to then rub and deep.
Type moaned in utter bliss.
After, he sat to the chair to then eye her has she was to her knees to be rubbing at one of his feet.
Type kept his eyes to her to sign.
Why can't I find someone like this? Whoever she is with is one lucky guy. Does she do this at home too?
Placing the foot she was working on down she then went to the other to start to rub.
"Is there somewhere else you want me to rub?"
Type widened his eyes a bit.
"What?"
"You keep watching me, so, is there somewhere else you are wanting me to rub?"
Type raised an eye brow, to then take in a deep breathe.
"My ankle please."
She nodded to then do just that, type then turned his head to look to the side has he's mind went to a dirty thought, however this was not a place for a happy ending, and other then himself, type had no one else touch him there.
After, type fully dressed was before her to then give a very generous tip to then eye over her.
"Thank you for that."
She grabbed the tip to eye it with widened eyes to nod.
"Thank you."
Type then turned to leave.
Stopping he then turned to widened his eyes has he saw a male therapist place his hand to his shoulder to eye him up and down .
"When you come back, ask for me. I can give you a very much deeper rub."
Types eyes narrowed has they winked.
He then turned back to place his hand to there's to then push it away to go forth.
Inside his car he then shook his head.
Guess can't go there again.
Flexing his jaw he then placed his key to the ignition to then reverse to drive off.
I have to get laid, or even though I don't get fully hard, I need to masturbate every day so that will not happen.
Sighing type kept driving about the little town to then go past am eatary to then park to get out to go inside to get something light.
To a table to the back, type looked about has he ate to make a face.
He was too be looking towards a woman with her husband and child laughing.
Type then looked down to eat slowly.
This mission will not take to long, then I can retire early in my life to then get that. To find a woman, have a child and be normal, not to be this fucking freak.
Type gritted his teeth to then eat and quick.
Getting up he placed the tray away to then hit up the bathrooms, to go to a stall to relieve himself to then turn to go to the sink to take his head hung to wash his hands to then dry to look up to eye over himself.
This is my last relaxing day for myself for a long while. What else should I do? Where should I go?
Making a face he then turned to then throw the paper towel away to then leave the restaurant, to go back in his car to sit in there to look forward.
What should I do now? Going to go completely under cover in the next two days.
Type took in a deep breathe, to then place the key into the ignition to then drive about to see what he wanted to do.
Driving slowly next to a park, type nodded to then go and park his car to get out to slowly walk about to admire everything around him to then go down the trail, to then see a bench near a lake to then sit to place a arm across the back to look about to take in calming breathes, he then placed his free hand up a pocket too his shirt to then grab out his package of cigarettes to then pop one to his mouth to light to place between his fingers to then take out to breathe in deep.
This will be over less then 6 months. Just have to gain his trust, even if I don't want to in this way, I firmly believe this is the only way to go with this son of a bitch.
Type then placed the cigarette to his mouth to inhale to then move it away to exhale to peer his eyes up to the sky to see the different colors.
You can do this, even though you have denied ceto and those others, you can lead this prick on, gain his trust and place him to jail then get out to finally start your life.
Type nodded to then place his cigarette to his mouth to then finish it, to flick off the bud to place that arm to the edge of the bench to keep looking forward.
He then lifted his head up to then close his eyes to let the warmth of the departing sun wash over him.
You can do this type. It'll only be for a bit, then it'll be over. You can do this.
Type then opened his eyes to then get up to go down the trail to go back to his car, sitting to it he then reversed to go back to the hotel room.
To it, he laid to the bed to take in a very deep breathe to grimace, closing his eyes he then took his hand down to then pull out his semi hard member to stroke, knowing he had to make this mission work to the way he was wanting and not have it go south for what he was.