Going To California Eight agonizing months had passed since she had left for London. Since that day, every time I heard the roar of a jet engine, I recited the flight details to myself. “Departing - 8:55am. - Toronto (YYZ)...

She Got a Quick Rub in Her Room

"An hour’s oil massage suddenly seemed like a good idea"

He was about to begin massaging her breasts. His slickly warm right hand was resting just below their rise, fingers stretched into her cleavage. His left hand was lightly gripping the top of her right thigh. She was feeling pretty...