[C: That is no better! Right now, my girlfriend has her bewitching and irresistible body under her hands. Just a towel separates the two of you. How do you know that she is not thinking about what she would like to do to you… I certainly wouldn't be able to hold my thoughts at bay.]
Katherine shuddered at the thought. Instantly, the pressure on her back reduced.
"Is my pressure too much? Does it hurt?" the masseuse asked, concerned. Katherine shook her head, commenting that she felt slightly chilly all of a sudden. The masseuse, being very understanding, raised the temperature of the room a little.
'Angel, the heat is not the problem. My perverted boyfriend just put a worrying image in my head that I can't shake off.'
[K: Have some faith in your mother. She would never send me to such a place. Moreover, this woman is a professional. Nothing like you.] She wanted to huff and puff, complain that he had planted a bad thought in her head.
