After a long day of flying I finally checked into the hotel. Worn out from all the hassle of airports, planes, and walking I am thrilled to kick of my shoes and drop my bags. After a quick shower I threw on a pair of black yoga pants and tank top. I sat down at the small table in my room to go over my notes for tomorrows meeting. As I tried to concentrate I was distracted by a flashing light through the window. I looked across the street to see a flashing neon "OPEN" sign in the window of a dark store front. Above the store a simple sign said "Asian Massage".......
Massage for Kara
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Business had been slow. Ken, slender but well-sculpted man with messy black hair and deep brown eyes, sat by the entrance to his massage parlor, eyeing the fare that walked by outside. Sometimes he was able to spot a particularly harried looking jet setter who would succumb easily to his coax for a massage.
His eyes landed upon one lady, rather attractive, but whose every step screamed exhaustion. He opened the door to of his massage business an called out. He was a handsome man, and he knew it, and it only helped his business.
"Excuse me miss? Miss! Yes, I'm talking to you." Ken smiled broadly as she tuned to face him. "Please don't mind my saying so, but I can't help but notice that you look..." he paused, and then spoke slowly as if he was treading carefully, "...like you could use a relaxing, tension-releasing massage. First fifteen minutes are free? Maybe you'll come back for more business next time you take your next flight?"
Ken gestured in to his parlor kindly, and added, "No obligation." And smiled again.
His eyes landed upon one lady, rather attractive, but whose every step screamed exhaustion. He opened the door to of his massage business an called out. He was a handsome man, and he knew it, and it only helped his business.
"Excuse me miss? Miss! Yes, I'm talking to you." Ken smiled broadly as she tuned to face him. "Please don't mind my saying so, but I can't help but notice that you look..." he paused, and then spoke slowly as if he was treading carefully, "...like you could use a relaxing, tension-releasing massage. First fifteen minutes are free? Maybe you'll come back for more business next time you take your next flight?"
Ken gestured in to his parlor kindly, and added, "No obligation." And smiled again.
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