Inhaling the sweet, spicy odors coming from my body, and looking into my eyes. It ALL makes you so tired, doesn’t it. You NEED to rest. I can see it... in YOUR eyes. You feel so tired … and … helpless … and my eyes almost CALL to you don’t they. A siren call you can’t resist. You WANT to keep looking deep into my eyes …. you NEED to keep looking deep into my eyes . But you are so sleepy and your eyes are so heavy. They want to close. But I won’t LET you close them. I command you to keep looking. One of the main reasons that he was interested in the quiet, nerdy girl sitting two tables away from him was because most guys weren’t interested in her. She certainly didn’t have the flair that many other girls possessed. However, she was pretty, if one liked the quiet and shy type. Nikolas found that he certainly did. She always hid her body beneath large t-shirts that were at least twice her size and pants that were either too long or too fat. It puts some of the guys off, but Nikolas liked. Twelve minutes until classes were over for the day. Twelve minutes until I could gather my things and head to my office. Twelve minutes until I could make Ana's sweet face blush again. Twelve agonizing minutes until I could smell her arousal all around me again. She had gifted me with a pair of her panties and I couldn't help but sniff them after she had left my office. I wished I had thought to have done it again this morning but I was running late today since I barely got any sleep. I just. Giving me their direct contacts and I went to their homes and did them when they left the parlors and worked it on their own. I just always felt that these sessions were an extension of my regular lovemaking. I wanted her to have as much fun as she was giving me. One session stands out, and I didn't ever see her again or even get her name that night. I've noticed over the years There are transcendent times in a massage parlor. Moments that get stuck in your psyche. Moments you can replay while.