It was not like any I had previously seen. It was much wider than a standard massage table, at least one and a half times. It was also lower to the fl...oor than normal.As I was taking this all in, she came up beside me and placed her hand on my shoulder. “Please sit,” and motioned me over to the massage table. She came and sat beside me. Looking at me she inquired as to whether I had ever had a massage. I informed her that I had. At this point she asked if I preferred a deep tissue massage or a. Sean looked down at the paper, found a few questions on it, butdidn't read them. Instead he redirected his attentions to the centerbooth."I do have a job to do here," he said, glancing to his lanyard and badgeas he walked.He found the desk, and handed the paper to the woman. She looked justas beautifully put together as R2, but was dressed in a conservativebusiness suit, which was more conspicuous for the environment; not eventhe foreign business around the convention floor were dressed. " Ronnie whispered to Jessie. The two of them looked at Suzi as she arranged the weekly restocking of the movies, a very labor intensive job. “Umm, Suzi?”“Yea, Jess?”“Anything you want to tell us?”“Can’t think of a thing, Jess.”“You had sex last night, didn’t you?”“Nope, I slept like a baby.”“You are smiling, a lot more than normal.”“Really?”“Really, you little bitch, spill the beans. Ronnie and I have no secrets from you?”At that moment a customer came in and Suzi smiled at the two ladies as. "Come on, Sam, do me," she pleaded.He pushed into her with no further urging, and quickly brought her to the orgasm she craved. He didn't come himself, this time; he had other plans. Pulling out his still-erect cock, he sat on the sofa between Marcie and Joan."So, Marcie," Sam said, smiling at her. "Still happy with your decision?"She smiled too, but looked a little confused. "Decision?" To be my fuck toy," he said.Her smile broadened and she sat up. "Hell, yes! I have *never* felt that way.