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Sensual Massage
Sensual Massage This story is entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people, places, or organizations is purely coincidental. Kyle sat in his car outside the convenience store waiting. A light mist was beginning to fall from the February sky. This was crazy, he thought. It's getting dark and only a fool would sit alone in a parking lot in this part of town. However, he had to admit this was more exciting than anything he had done in years. He hadn't patronized a prostitute since he was in the military, over twenty five years ago. He was forty seven now; had a relatively prestigious job with a software company; divorced for two years; his kids were grown and gone; and life had become rather uneventful. He would have no trouble finding another partner, but he didn't want the hassle of a relationship and commitment right now. But he was horny as hell and thought a prostitute would be just his ticket. He still had no idea who put that note in his gym bag last week. He had made a couple of idle comments in the locker room and out on the floor too, about how it was too bad the health club d
