Stop it, she told herself. It’s a spa. This lady is just being nice. Relax. “We will help you relax, Jessica,” said Jill, almost reading Jessica...’s mind. “But you have to trust that we can help you relax. Does that make sense?” Again, the sincere smile and assuring tone. “Umm, sure,” “I know,” said Jill, taking Jessica’s hand, “it is a bit awkward. I assume you’ve never been to a spa before?” “Well, massages, yes, but not a day spa.” “Well, we do massages, too, as part of our services, but we. But not her.She just bent downwards in front of me. I could see her entire boobs. I got a boner and I used the carpet to cover it.Sometimes, she would look at me and give me a naughty smile. All this is happening while her husband is around doing some works and her small children playing around. On that day, I promised myself that I would fuck her the next chance I get. The function went well.I didn’t need to wait long for fucking her. Next day, she came to over home with some leftover food. Dolls no longer held any entertainment for me. I never analyzed it; I just packed them in a box and went looking for something better to do. When I saw the boys sneaking around the apartment buildings, in between the cars, and in the woods, I though it looked like fun. But like I said, they wouldn't let me play because I was a girl. After I scared the bejesus out of most of them several times over the space of a weekend, they began fighting over which team I would be on. I had so much fun the. I blushed andtold him thank you. Come back when the music is not so slow.A few minutes later he came back and said okay the music in not slow andYou're a girl of your word aren't you? So I said yes of course, I thoughtwhy not one dance and he will leave me alone.No sooner had we got on the dance floor when I realized that they changethe music to slow songs and he pulled me close. He circled my waist withhis arms and the moved his hands down on to my butt as he pulled me closer.I tried to break.