TL paid attention once more to her last words and was surprised to see her approaching him. That seemed to be an unexpected breach of protocol. Even more surprisingly, the fortune teller came closer to him and hugged him tightly, comforting him in a way her hand had not done before. It was almost as a purifying blessing, a new rebirth. Whatever deities she prayed for, Madame Zoia was definitively a blessed person, at least that was TL's sincere impression.<br/><br/><em>"Know that you are better than them, know that good things can and will come to you...Continue to walk the path that you are on, and good things will come to you."</em>That sentence TL would try to imprint as deep as possible in his soul. However, there was something else. Her whispering in his ears only sent goosebumps done his spine. He tried to control himself, since the lady had behaved so professionally, there was no room to any slip. He grabbed her arms and then his hands roamed in her back, wrapping around it the lower back. For a moment, their bodies were almost glued, melting one to the other. Again, one moment which seemed to last forever. He was a man, a stallion who liked girls, and Madame Zoia was such a woman!<br/><br/>When her lips touched his cheek, his reaction was immediate. He gasped for air and a sudden move erupted inside his trousers. their bodies were so close to each other that it was difficult to say. Hopefully Madame Zoia had not felt anything. But Madame Zoia stopped hugging him and landed her hand on his shoulder. Instinctively, TL's hand grabbed the other side of her waist and pulled her closer, making her curvaceous hips to touch hie thighs.<br/><br/>"Thank you for everything Madame Zoia. You did help me", he replied walking slowly towards the tent's door.