Chéri smiled triumphantly and waited for her to present her foot, as he adjusted his pose to make it comfortable for them both. He saw the scar on Sonia’s hairline and blinked then turned, for the moment. He wasn’t going to ask he right away. The waited for her to bare her foot -assuming she didn’t want him to oil her stockings- then proceeded to take it in his hand. Chéri didn’t have big hands, but they were long, capable and very strong.

Chéri didn’t make reference to other potential massages. He was going to start with the feet, which he knew he could handle easily. Also, despite everything, it was a less intimate touch and even though they both were in the sex trade, he wasn’t going to assume that Sonia was okay with that sort of contact. Chéri shrugged “It is different here, but not as much as I thought. For example, I have resumed posing for artist. I have met your friend Darius by the way.” He said, as he masterfully brought every part of her foot were it was supposed to be and rubbed to relax it, with lots of patience.