60, so all in all it wasn’t a bad experience because the massage was that good. But, I came to fuck as well, and hopefully, she got the message for ...the next time that I come. I texted the spa that I thought the massage was good and asked for the name of the girl for next time? But received no reply. A twenty-minute walk and I was home. Yes, it’s that close to me. We’ll see how long before I return and what kind of service I get next time. By the way, in closing this chapter… the fellow who sent. I was very much ashamed of this incidence and didn’t smile at her for the next 2 days, one day she came to me and said “Hi’ how are you?” I said “I’m fine and how are you?” She apologized for not responding the other day as her relatives where also with her. From that day we became nice friends. I used to come 15min earlier and spent time with her talking about her college life and my class(more over ma home was very near to ma comp class, just 3 stopping’s). She said most of her friends had. No time to waste pondering about something else, all I needed was to think about Rachel's sex to easily forget about the mysterious Sarah.Once inside the room, I tried to kiss her Rachel but was met with resistance, she told me to hurry up, so I told her not to be shy and kissed her forcefully, she surrendered to my anxious tongue as it entered her mouth, my lips crushing her down into the bed.I reached down and began to stroke Rachel's firm tummy in little circles that grew progressively. “Hey, Albus, Matt, come here,” Rose said as she looked out the window. Albus and Matt walked over to the window and leaned over the table that was in front of it. “What is it?” Albus asked. “Look, there's-” Matt leaned farther over the table and knocked one of the crystal sculptures off. Rose gasped and managed to catch it before it crashed onto the floor. “Merlin,” Rose whispered as she set it back on the table, “Be careful.” “Sorry,” Matt replied, “What were you.