pimmel im nacken, sack am ohr
roger is a one-way-ticket
roger put on her prettiest dress and went out in a desperate mood, desperate but open.
within an hour her situation was completely changed, she found herself moving in with a stranger who told her that he wants to help her. he said he could do the shiatsu with her to loosen her tensions.
she was lying on her belly trying to relax. he was sitting by her head wearing nothing but pyjamas, she could feel his loose balls and dick on her ears and her hair when he bent over to reach for her back. she didn’t like that too much but she thought, that’s what the situation is, i must endure. she did and now she’s living in a beautiful apartment in manhattan, with a guy who’s willing to give as much as he has, expecting nothing to get back. and he isn’t either, roger is a one-way-ticket.