In days past, I had spent many a Saturday afternoon at a little asian shiatsu place on Keele Street. Invariably, the smiling face of Sherri would greet me. Short hair with a reddish tinge, very slim, possibly 5'2" tall. She would show me to a room where I would spend the next hour enjoying a teasing, pleasing massage. Things would progress to the point of some playful fun. Sherri's nice firm little sleek body was a joy to behold and hold and carress. I often returned and always enjoyed our little rendevous and always left a contented customer. For a while, Sherri was one of my favourite little asian mpa's.
That was then. Pre-massageplanet.net, pre-HFH, pre_IT and pre a lot of other places. I was out recently and stopped by that little asian shiatsu place on Keele Street. To my surprise, I was greeted at the door by the smiling face of Sherri. Her hair now a bit longer, still with a reddish tinge. She's perhaps gained a pound but no more. Still compact and tight just as I like. For a moment, time slipped away and thoughts of years gone by and the fun we had shared returned. "Would you like the usual?" Yes please, she remembers after all this time, years. Sherri gave me a nice teasing, pleasing massage, skillfully carried out to conclusion, and then just a little more massaging. A little more is always a nice touch.
Had my mind not been filled with memories of her open playfulness in times past, this may have been enough. Nowadays, she seems to dislike any playful contact beyond a cursory rub, so choosing an option like a nude reverse is pretty much a waste. She's very sensitive in places that usually draw attention. So the 'usual' in my case was very unusual and I left discontented knowing that I would not return for another viist. Too bad really, 'cause the memories are much finer than todays reality.
That was then. Pre-massageplanet.net, pre-HFH, pre_IT and pre a lot of other places. I was out recently and stopped by that little asian shiatsu place on Keele Street. To my surprise, I was greeted at the door by the smiling face of Sherri. Her hair now a bit longer, still with a reddish tinge. She's perhaps gained a pound but no more. Still compact and tight just as I like. For a moment, time slipped away and thoughts of years gone by and the fun we had shared returned. "Would you like the usual?" Yes please, she remembers after all this time, years. Sherri gave me a nice teasing, pleasing massage, skillfully carried out to conclusion, and then just a little more massaging. A little more is always a nice touch.
Had my mind not been filled with memories of her open playfulness in times past, this may have been enough. Nowadays, she seems to dislike any playful contact beyond a cursory rub, so choosing an option like a nude reverse is pretty much a waste. She's very sensitive in places that usually draw attention. So the 'usual' in my case was very unusual and I left discontented knowing that I would not return for another viist. Too bad really, 'cause the memories are much finer than todays reality.