Tuesday night KM told me that I would need to stop somewhere on my way home, wait for her to call me and then rush home while Bea was still there (Bea... didn't know about KM's plan for her yet). I stopped at Frank's Place, a little neighborhood bar not far from the house and nursed a few beers while I waited for the call. It came five minutes before closing. I walked into the house and found KM, Lana and Bea sitting on the couch talking. Lana jumped up and came to me, "Good! You're home," she. But that isn't what brings my customers in anymore and it was never going to make me much money. Most masseuses work as part of an agency, with at least three others, but my operation is small: just me. I have to work to keep the doors open. Now, the men know that, if I like them (and I often like them) I will say those six words to them, the words their friends all tell them about. "Would you like the special package?" It's an offer that has not been refused once since I instituted it. After I. I fell onto thecouch.Still moaning from the pleasure, I decided to turn on the fitness programsso prevalent in the morning. However, this time there would be no longingfor the clothes on the beautiful girls. I had my own.As the show droned on in the background, my mind started to wander. I wasone of the beautiful women. A flaming redhead with an outrageous body. Mysmooth crotch and breasts wrapped tightly in the fabric for the entire worldto see. Just then, something snapped me out of my. And before David had evenrealized it, several final students rushed past them and into theclassroom."Come on," one girl impatiently called to Kelly as she hurried past.Kelly quickly turned to David. "If you do find him... see if you canget me another copy of the spell..." And with that Kelly ran right intothe class.David just stood there, stunned by Kelly's response. Even aftereverything that had gone wrong, she STILL wanted to use that horriblespell again. That alone almost made David as angry.
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