<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/77/JanaLam.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Jana Lam (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10398246#msg10398246)<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Ryan Locke, CLOSED<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Room 2<br/><strong>When: </strong>Evening, after work.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (http://cache.desktopnexus.com/thumbnails/1155485-bigthumbnail.jpg)<br/><hr/><br/>Jana's hands glided like the smooth current of water as she continued to press her palms and fingers into his toned skin while he made groaning noises. It wasn't uncommon for someone to fall asleep while she did this, because it was just so relaxing. If they did, Jana would just continue what she was doing and let them dose off until they woke up. She knew she was really good with her hands and giving people pleasure was something that she felt good on the inside about. She wasn't very book smart, street smart, or even very creative. But she was good with her hands when it came to hair, makeup, and especially giving massages. Luckily there was an opportunity to make a living doing that, so she lightly hummed to herself with a grin on her face as she pressed into his lower back and then pulled her hands away for a second. She put a bit more oil into her palms and then moved down to his thighs. "Your back feels a bit better now?" she asked with her quiet accented voice.<br/><br/>First her hands started on his left thigh, wrapping her hand length just above his knee cap while her fingers kneading the tightness out of his muscles as a bit of her strength came out in her hands. Her slippery fingers continued to glide upward in a slow, rhythmic fashion. She continued this, especially focusing on the middle of his thigh as she began to look at how toned his thighs were. She felt herself get a bit nervous again, as she cleared her throat, feeling as if she was catching her breath. "Well...umm. Whatever you're doing seems to be working. It looks very...good," she wanted to say a different word, but she decided to stay polite and professional, "I wouldn't change what you're doing." She walked on the other side of him and began the process with his other thigh, stopping where the towel started before she realized she needed to fold up his towel slightly, but couldn't because it was tied in the front.<br/><br/>Gracefully, she began to rub his waist again, kneading it like she was doing with his thighs before she pushed her fingers under his weight once more. Nearing for the towel as she warned him of what she was going to do, "I need you to lift your hips just for a second. I need to undo the knot in the front of your towel so I can fold it up," She had noticed that he had spread his thighs apart, but she only needed a second of him raisin his hips for her quick and nimble hands to undo the knot with one swift movement. As she waited, she continued to keep her hands under his waist and massaging near the edges of his rock hard abs. Feeling a spark of anticipation and pleasure shoot through her spine, as she was starting to notice she was very attracted to Ryan. She thought he was handsome before, but something about having him<em>almost</em>completely naked on her massage table was starting to get her cheeks to become red and flushed. She usually stayed very professional with these circumstances and was wondering why she was so nervous all of a sudden.