Obviously the plastic sheet was to protect the mattress. There was a small bench with a towel over it. Which was more like a traditional massage table.... Janice told Cathy to sit on the bed and get comfortable. I sat in a chair facing the bed so I had a good view of proceedings. “Turn a little and face Neil” Janice said. I could tell Cathy was a little nervous as Janice began to rub her neck and shoulders. It had begun.Janice hadn’t used oil at this point. And with Cathy sitting cross legged on. ”Just then they heard music playing and both looked up. There was a band starting to play on the stage, and they both noticed that a small thrust stage was being extended from the main stage. “Well, that’s new. I haven’t been here for a couple of weeks, so I didn’t know they were starting to have live music.”“They must be using all-girl groups. I can’t see them letting guys in here, even if they are part of the band, or roadies.”Gretchen nodded at Nina’s comment, and started tapping her fingers. ‘Thank you for noticing after a year.’ ‘Dude.’ I punch her arm. ‘How’s it going? You’re submitting to mags and contests right?’ ‘Yeah. Lots of time, energy, blood and sweat. You know the deal. But two places have already accepted me.’ ‘That’s amazing, Em!’ ‘With conditions.’ Her lips twist wryly as she rolls her eyes and says, ‘They want me to change them a little.’ ‘I see. Are you struggling with literary integrity?’ ‘Yes and no. They’re paying me, and you know I can always use more money, but. “What are you writing sis?”“Oh just my thoughts about stuff.”“Thoughts about what?”“Just life and stuff!”“What type of stuff?”“Just stuff ok sis? Stop interrogating me!!!”“Ok ok sorry geez calm down.”A couple more days passed and I kept thinking why she got so defensive. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to know what she was writing so I decided that I would sneak home early to read her journal. I had the perfect date planned. It was going to be on March 29th and I know she couldn’t beat me.