“Uh huh, I am used to very deep tissue massage,” I answered, truly enjoying her technique.She worked on my back, loosening up knots and adhesions,... before changing to some very delicious long strokes. Her hands worked from my shoulders, down my back, and over my butt, cupping my cheeks before moving back up. A couple of times, her fingertips slipped into the crack of my ass.“Mmmm,” I moaned quietly in appreciation.It was very sensual.After several minutes she switched to my legs. The massage. They talked for a while, had a drink, and made an appointment for the following afternoon.The next day when Melanie arrived at the club it had just opened. As with the other clubs she had worked she was escorted back to the manager’s office. There she met Marie and her club manager Thomas. The office was definitely that of a female with good taste. It was light, airy, and very contemporary. The white executive desk had a glass top. Behind it was a matching white leather chair. Correlated. But you're usually back in your room anyway, and… so I… came in, and started down to your room… and… heard she stuttered, and whispered, and mumbled, turning back toward the door."Cindy! Listen, this isn't what you think!"Cindy had to smile at that."Oh, Lynnie! That's your favorite phrase, it isn't what you think! But it is! It always is, exactly what everyone thinks!"Wes was a bit unsettled by this intrusion, and knew now how Lynn and Lori must have felt when he and John had burst in on their. He locked it in place in front of her legs. He walked away, and returned into view with two probe attachments in hand. The camera zoomed to a close-up as he attached them to the machine, only inches from her vagina and asshole. The lower one, aimed toward her ass, looked like what Tripp had used on me the other day. But the thing aimed at her pussy was huge! It was a black conical shaped device, about eight inches in length. The front started at a point, and expanded to about five inches in.