Continued from here
Tema follows behind the rather compliant man with a self-satisfied smirk on her face. Each step down the stairs sealed her entitlement further. When he creates the massage table, she carefully inspects it. The color wasn’t as rich as she’d like it nor did enjoy the mood of this private room.
“For starters, I think you can change the lighting to something warmer. I want to relax here, not get a headache. I also want the table to be deep red; add a little head rest too. What’s the point of a massage if you can’t relax. Hmmm.” She pretends to think, placing her fingers on her bottom lip. “Maybe, just maybe some fragrance too. A masculine scent, like teak or sandalwood. I’ll need nice robe too, but don’t worry I’ll handle that on my own.” She pulls up her closet menu and starts flipping through. She settles on a white bath robe and changes into it along with a pair of sandals with the flimsiest strap possible.
“There!” She says leaning against the wall. “Now I am in the perfect mood.”
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