To Continue The Way, Sometimes You Need To Stop

- I do not believe it, - Charlotte answered shortly but categorically to Alaina's words that she was ruining relationship.

Charlotte was never a dreamer. Maybe a long time ago, but certainly not the last six years. And yet, every person can change. Therefore, recently, she began to think about her priorities and desires. One of her desires lay about two meters from her and there was a screen between them. The pink-haired girl took a deep breath to drive away these thoughts. After what she heard, she no longer wanted to dream about it. And yet she could not leave unanswered Alaina's last words.

- No chance in my case, - she said, - but I'm glad you found what you need.

If she continues to talk about it, then she will have to demand an unscheduled visit to the therapist. Already, the Frenchwoman felt a lump in her throat. Disappointment and resentment are now mixed together. And this certainly did not please the girl. No, she can’t talk about it anymore. Need to change the subject...

- The scrubbing is over, - the woman said, - now a massage with aroma oil.

Thanks God. Charlotte felt cold drops of viscous liquid on her skin, and then the massage began. How wonderful it was. Every muscle in her body was now truly enjoying. Moreover, it gave her what she needed. All that remained was to hope that Alaina would not notice the change of subject.

- I was recently offered two contacts, - she began, - one of them is a match in oil. The second is a match on the beach with two girls and with allowed hentai moves. One person advised me to open new horizons, so I agreed to a match on the beach. It was terribly embarrassing because I never thought I would be involved in anything like that. So, have you had similar matches? Your career is so voluminous that my whole life will not be enough to watch all your matches.

Either Alaina simply did not care about Charlotte's words, or she pretended too well that she did not notice a change in topic. However, any of these options is now completely satisfied with the Frenchwoman. She did not have the strength and desire to continue talking about the relationship. Realizing that she had no chance, she no longer wanted to think about it.

After listening to Alaina’s story, the girl smiled barely audibly. It's funny. It's funny because she herself adhered to exactly the same position. When she came to AFW, she was sure that her interests would never go beyond standard matches. A true fighter will never stoop to something dirty and obscene. However, everything is changing.

Charlotte was a very complex person. She hoped that her problems would become less significant after the start of her career, but she was greatly mistaken. The past was on her heels, and she could no longer deny it. Then Victoria found a new psychotherapist for her. Sintharia Ashmore was a very intelligent girl with an inexplicable aura. She did not tell Charlotte what she should do, but she managed to direct Charlotte in the right direction of thoughts. And in the end, they together came to the conclusion that the girl needed to discover something new in order to let go of something old. That is why she agreed to such an embarrassing match for her. Did it help? Partially. But it was an experience, albeit quite erotic. In the end, she was not going to become a pornstar, as Alaina put it. Should she now tell about her problems, motives and actions to Alaina?

- I respect your position, - said Charlotte, fully confident that her interlocutor was not interested in delving into the Frenchwoman's soul.

The massage was wonderful, but sooner or later everything is coming to an end. When the women finished their work, Charlotte got up from the massage table, put on a bathrobe and took a bathing suit in her hands, in any case, their session was over. Thanking the women for the work done, Charlotte went to the locker room with Alaina. And there she began to dress in her tracksuit.

Well, we can say that Charlotte was a little surprised by Alaina's courtesy. Something told the girl that they would never be close to each other. They will never be someone who can be called my love. But maybe they can still become friends. Was Charlotte ready to say that she was enough? She did not know.

- You won’t drag me down, - the Frenchwoman said, unconsciously taking Alaina’s hand, - it’s a day off at my school, so it’s at our disposal. Come on, I'll help you get back on duty.

Only now did she realize that this was the first time she had just touched the American girl. It was not a punch, a kick or a throw. It was just a touch. And it was nice. If we think about it a little longer, then we can say that this is the first time in a very long time that Charlotte touched someone just because she wanted to. But that was no longer important.

Charlotte stepped out of the locker room. Thanking the administrator for the excellent service, she and Alaina left the salon. It was still a bright, hot day outside. Still, it was a good day. Yes, with a touch of bitterness. But still good. Now they could head to Charlotte's school.