Mojca online
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Mojca locks the door, lowers the lights until only the candles are left and turns back to the treatment table with warm hands, a calm smile and her copper hair loose over one shoulder.
You're my last appointment, client, and your shoulder is not the only thing that's tense. Lie down. Breathe out. Tell me where it hurts, and then tell me where you'd like me to press.
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