This is a post reply that I sent to a fellow Dirty Pen Pal that was deemed an "attempt to write something worthwhile", and while I'm very insulted, I've decided to post it as a prompt to see if anyone else will actually enjoy the effort I put into my writing. While this is all supposed to be for fun, I take my writing seriously and if you aren't willing to write at a similar amount, I'm asking you now to refrain from messaging me or sending me a chat. With that in mind, I hope someone enjoys it!

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The stories and rumors about Alain Guerrero were completely true. It's starts as a whisper. A male masseuse at a 5 star resort in Barbados that has magical fingers. The aura surrounding Alain spreads through word of mouth. Magic hands and fingers come with a magical tongue, and then a divine cock and seemingly endless libido to please his customers however they desire. Years of servicing a clientele of rich women, ranging anywhere from 18 to their mid-50s, and getting nothing but 5 star reviews. It's almost too good to be true, until he's standing right in front of you.

He's a mountain of a man, a Spanish deity almost. 6'4" tall, with broad shoulders, a hairy barrel chest and 12 extremely defined abs. All of his female clients would describe him as being "chiseled from marble". He has long flowing walnut brown hair that he keeps tied in a ponytail while he's working, despising getting his hair oily. His green eyes are warm and inviting, and almost glow in contrast to his brown tanned skin.

From your close friends' description of their sessions with him, the man is an animal, but in the best way. He's ravenous in his desire to pleasure his clients, and doesn't stop (unless asked) until his client is glowing and tingling with a silly grin on her face. He looks the part for certain as he stands at the edge of the tub in his athletic shorts and nothing else. Showcasing his muscular thighs and the bulge within those tiny shorts.

His voice is deep and smooth, naturally disarming and seductive, his English comes with an accent but he is very fluid as he speaks. "Your two hours will begin now. I have no other clients for the day, so you may ask for more time if you wish."

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If you've made it to the end, I sincerely thank you for reading! If you're interested in replying to me, I ask that you send me a PM, not a Chat. If you can't PM me, let me know in a Chat and I will PM you myself. I would like for you to come to the metaphorical table with a character already in mind. Who is she? How can she afford to stay in the resort and also afford his services? What does she look like? Is she direct, or more reserved? All things for consideration, and I hope you do consider them before sending me a PM. If you've read to the end, put a dream vacation destination in the title of your PM. I hope to see your orange envelope!