<strong>Kat's room </strong><br/><br/>Tarik followed Kat like a little puppy. He was happy to be given a chance or taken for a ride, whichever way it went. He followed her silently, watching her hips sway from side to side. The short dress that she was wearing accentuated her legs, he let his eyes glide from her feet up to her round ass, which moved gracefully under her tight dress. He could very well see the curvature of her cheeks, wondering if she was wearing anything under it or not. Her hair looked so beautiful bouncing over her shoulders, it was like if he was following an angel to the heaven.<br/><br/>She had not looked back even once at him. He walked closer to her till he could almost smell her hair. " I have always wanted to be a masseuse since my childhood. It was my childhood dream", he babled as she went to a room with her name on it. " Thanks for giving me a chance to fulfill my dream", he said eagerly awaiting with bated breadth on what lay inside the room.