“Oh, Paul. You’ll be buying me a lot of these. You give a wonderful foot massage.” She brought her other foot off his shoulder and dropped it in his lap. Paul released one foot and took the other. As he began massaging the second, her other foot rose up, brushing his cheek, before landing on his shoulder. He performed for her other foot with the same inspiration.
“Okay. I better have you quit while they both feel the same.” She drew her feet away and slipped them back into her heels. She raised her garter.
Paul retrieved his wallet and pulled out a ten. He could feel a film of Destiny’s foot sweat mingle with the sweat of his palms. He knelt forward and slipped in his payment. “Thank you.”
“Thank you.” Destiny grinned. She leaned up and unclipped him. Scooting over, she patted the cus
