True story: A few years ago, I started to frequent a parlor. I turned down the HE. I told the girl I’d rather just visit and see her pretty face.
This continues for a few months. I saw her every week and tipped no matter what. Eventually, we did HJ but only occasionally. She would button up my shirt each time and linger.
“I care about you,” I told her.
“I know, baby,” she said.
She gave me her number. We started to date.
She said she wanted to marry me. We would make out and touch each other on every date. I get her to cum in my car as I played with her clit. We spoke about having children.
She said we were soulmates. She said I could marry her anytime. We broke up, but I still have fond memories.
“Baby I love you so much even though I can’t have you,” she texted me when we broke up.
I eventually went back for a massage. She wept as she worked my back. I told her I would never forget her.
I’ve had a few girls fall for me. I found if you tip them well without asking for any favors, BOOM.
They fall head over heels for you.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/qdqobp/my_massause_fell_in_love_with_me