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Chapter Ten: A Religious Experience
Robyn I knew it was a bad idea to let Phoenix put his hands on me. I thought a foot massage would be mundane, unexciting, and safe, but boy was I wrong. That man had magic hands. First, they soothed me and relaxed me, and then they began to excite me. On my feet, for crying out loud! But apparently driving a girl almost to orgasm just by rubbing her toes was all in a day's work for Phoenix Williams. He left my room, and I swear, not an hour later, I heard him next door with a woman. This may be a beautiful and luxurious house, but the walls were way too thin, because I could hear everything. Everything! The moans and grunts of his pleasure, and of course the woman, who sounded like she was in the throes of a religious experience. I was livid, and embarrassed. I was so mortified
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