Melting Away Slowly Chapter 5
Around the beginning of February, I was frankly getting horny again, and decided that another visit to my friendly Asian masseuse, Pearl, was in order. Just the anticipation of getting another blow-job was putting a smile on my face and a spring in my step. Even Martha noticed, "My, oh my, Mark. You're awfully chipper this morning," she commented at breakfast, "What's going on?" I looked at her, for a moment wondering if she knew or had guessed that I was taking her admonition to...