The Octopus beckoned. No queue, but more importantly it had cars that seat four people in a horseshoe formation, so these two could snuggle up nice an...d close and hold hands. I took the initiative as we ran off Rock Star and yelled “Queue’s too long”, and then led our happy, giggling trio (okay, so most of the giggling was coming from me) to The Octopus. We ran straight to a vacant car and I congratulated myself on getting Josh between me and Mandy. Triumph! I am the queen of match-makers, I. Finally he said, "what?" She smiled wryly and moved towards him, setting the chair in front of him, back facing him. Taking a seat backwards in the chair, legs straddling the back and arms resting on top of it, she repeated herself. "8874. That is you," she added, "prisoners here do not have names, they have numbers. You are number 8874. Do you understand?" His mind reeled for a second, before he spoke: "I'm a what?"Her slap struck him hard and without warning, the loud sound of latex glove on. My desk was by a window overlooking our backyard pool. I heard what sounded like people moving patio furniture so I looked out the window and saw four girls out by our pool. I recognized one of them as Sally, a friend of my daughter. It was Sally’s house the Jess stayed at the night before.The others I did not recognize. One of them had on a thong and was extremely hot looking with long tan legs and a beautiful ass that was fully exposed due to her tiny thong. She had on a pair of sexy. The man fold the towel to cover properly her butt and started the massage. He had really strong hands, and was pretty good with them, he was very professional but it felt like he already knew where were her soft points, around her neck and inside her thighs. But he never went under the towel.After about 15 minutes he told her softly « how about we take care of the other side Sweety », at this point she was already feeling weird (it was the first time she was turned on by a stranger). She didn’t.