Debby Sutton's skin was incredibly delicate, like satin, and as tender and white as milk.
"Sutton, how was it?" Basil Jaak asked Debby Sutton.
Debby Sutton laughed, "Where did you learn this excellent massage technique? It's more skillful than those professional masseuses at blind massage parlors."
Basil Jaak was flattered by Debby Sutton's praise, but he humbly replied, "I'm just messing around, I'm not that talented. As long as you need, Sutton, I can provide you with a free massage service, you just can't complain about poor technique."
"You're saying sweet words tonight, aren't you?" Debby Sutton laughed, "But I like it."
Seeing that the massage was almost done, and fearing that continuing might lead to something more, Basil Jaak asked, "Sutton, your body should not hurt anymore, right?"
"It stopped hurting there, but after sitting for so long, I have a sudden neck pain. If you can continue the massage, can you massage my cervical vertebra for me?" said Debby Sutton.
