Even my skull received some attention. When she was finished, she re‑packed her bag, asked me to sign a receipt and wished me goodnight. I certainly felt very much better for her attention and slept very soundly that night. On most occasions when I passed through the leisure centre on my way to the pool during the rest of my holiday, Jasmine would be at the reception desk and always gave me a big smile. The thought that she was one of the few women who had seen me sexually aroused inevitably gave me an extra tingle of excitement, mixed with a degree of embarrassment. For her young years, Jasmine must have seen many equally excited, naked men. I decided that I must have another highly erotic massage from Jasmine, before the end of my holiday.
The next day was Christmas Eve and, for t
