"Thanks he said, but I would kill for legs like yours" my team mates always make fun of my legs because there not very muscular" he sais as he looked ...down at his legs. I followed his eyes and sais that was surely because he was still young and you could see that he was an athlete. "And besides" I said "the girls are more interested in what's between your legs" and winked at him. There it was again, some sort of blush, but not very clear. "Yeah" he said, "I wouldn't know about that, I haven't. He was a white top with what turned out to be a thick/throbbing/veined 9.5 love muscle! We arranged to meet up. He said he would take me to a men only sauna here in Leeds. I didn't know there was such a place in Leeds.Martin picked me up at the appointed time/place. We made small talk as we drove to the sauna. I was racked with nerves and excitement. Once inside Martin paid for us both. The attendant handed us a towel each and we head for the changing rooms. We undress in silence and that's. She was way outside her comfort zone. She grimaced, upsetting her look. I couldn’t say I liked Andrea. She was a little bit of a loner amongst the girls and word was she had been making her way through the hockey team, one month long relationship at a time. She was always studying but never participating in the classes we shared. The boring clothes we had been provided seemed most familiar on her. She was wearing a blue t-shirt and black jeans.“No, that’s going to happen to all of us sooner or. With a sponge she gently rubbed my feet, and between my toes. After the chaos of the last week in Laos and the shit splashed on those feet in Vietnam, and the adventure that was Cambodia, I could feel every tension and knot ease. The water was perfumed and smelt like bubble gum, the forgiving softness of the lounge chair I was in, meant I could breathe freely without that soreness from the diamond stuck up my ass. Oh man, the seat on the bus from Laos to Bangkok had felt like I was sitting on a.