Donaldson stood on a hillside and stared into a sky that looked like blood flowing down a muddy stream. Rolling red and brown hills undulated into the... distance like a rusty iron quilt.He wasn't on Earth. That realisation was an enormity in itself, but even greater was the realisation that soon this would be as commonplace as driving to the supermarket to pick up a crate of beer.A breeze washed past his face, fresh and completely untainted by any man-made pollutants. After spending a lifetime. Walked up to his front door and saw all the stickers for massage therapist this and massage therapist that. I was in the right place and relaxed even more. I knocked on his door. Almost imediately it opened and there was Dale the massage therapist. He was mid to late 40's dark hair mustache and a thin muscular build. He had a warm smile and invited me in. We walked down stairs to where his massage room was at talking about what type of massage I want and the painful areas again."Mostly my lower. "Oh God, you have me so hot that I wish you were here so I could suck your cock."The boss told her that it wasn't bad and to try it again putting emphasis here, lowering her voice a little there, and after a half dozen tries he said:"Good! I think that's got it. Let's field test it" and he dialed a number. "Morty? I think I've got something here. Give a listen."He handed the phone to Rae and told her to read the line just the way they had settled on to the guy on the phone. She did and so. It was my turn to help her. To please her. To give her what she needed.I took off my suit coat. I tossed it aside and dropped to the floor. I was gently nuzzling her thighs. She whimpered and cried out."Ohhh...damn you Brad...I'm so wet for you...so wet. Damn."I was tasting her nectar and she was already cumming for me. She was like that. So fast and ready. So beautiful and such a sweet lover. She was always ready for me. I was licking her slit now, and rubbing her button, making her cum more.