April 29th, 2010

BlogVixen, Vixen

Good hands... no, WONDERFUL hands...

Last night I discovered something lovely: Traveler has magical hands. Or at least it seems that way. The night before, he'd told me he was going to go play ice hockey. The following morning, I texted him and asked if he was all bruised and battered from his hockey game. He said that he wasn't, but he had aching muscles that he couldn't find on any anatomical chart. So, being the sweet and flirty girl that I am, I offered him a rubdown. A bunch of verbal banter later, he decided to go get a professional massage, join me to play pool at my league for the evening, and then go back to my place afterward for that private rubdown.

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