Francis satisfied only a very small part of my desire to be touched today with her expert hands and aromatherapy lotion. 
She began by gently removing the elastic band holding my hair back and let it fall in a mess around my face.  She ran her fingers and nails over my scalp and surprised me by tugging on sections of my hair until it almost hurt.  She warmed her hands with the erotic smell of lavender, chamomile, vetiver, clary sage, and citrus, and went to work on my neck and shoulders, while I tried my best to let everything go and relax into the sensuality of the moment.
She moved methodically over my body, pulling my limbs out from under the warm blankets one at a time and tucking the sheets under the rest of me for privacy and warmth. 
I thought a million thoughts as I tried to clear my head.  I imagined the hands were his.
She worked her way up my hamstrings and into the muscles in my ass.  Oh yes.  There.
I sank down deeper into the table and moaned. 
The 90 minutes went by all too fast, and though my muscles were in Jell-O status, the rest of me was frustrated and itching for something more.
Damn.
It didn’t help much that the lyrics of the sexiest song everwere ringing in my ears:

Bon Jovi – “Lay Your Hands on Me”

If you’re ready, I’m willing and able
Help me lay my cards out on the table
You’re mine and I’m yours for the taking
Right now the rules we made are meant for breaking

What you get ain’t always what you see
But satisfaction’s guaranteed
They say what you give is always what you need
So if you want me to lay my hands on you

Lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me,
Lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me,

Lay your hands on me

I’m a fighter, I’m a poet, I’m a preacher
I’ve been to school and baby, I’ve been the teacher
If you show me how to get up off the ground
I can show you how to fly and never ever come back down

Everything you want is what I need
Satisfaction’s guaranteed
But the ride don’t never ever come for free
If you want me to lay my hands on you

Lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me,
Lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me,

Lay your hands on me

Don’t you know I only aim to please
If you want me to lay my hands on you

Lay your hands on me

I think I’m in big trouble with no one to scratch my itch.  

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