Rub Him The Right Way 3 – Colors At An Exhibition
"A married man runs into his masseuse at a posh gallery opening, but is it coincidence?"
Except for her hypnotic performance, everything around him was fading. Spotlights dimmed. Shapes blurred. His senses were commandeered by the ferocious throb threatening to burst his strained Burberry flat fronts.Somewhere at the other end of the main gallery, his wife...