After several sessions at the Brazilian salon, I finally worked up the courage to seriously pursue my fantasy obsession; that which I have been wishin... for all my life. I was beginning to think it didn’t exist. I’ll tell you what it is. I wanted an erotic sexual massage; a mind blowing, thunderous orgasmic type massage. I’ve heard about them and read some erotic stories about them, but never knew where to get one. I yearned to be lying totally naked on a warm massage table and be touched all. She says she doesn’t care because last night was amazing. We all hit the showers and then head out for some brunch. After brunch and since it’s afternoon, Mandi wants to hit the nude beach so we go back to the room, strip, grab the towels and sunblock. On the beach, we spread the towels out and slather sunblock on each other. John leans over me, French kiss me and says, ‘I love you, woman.’ I smile and say, ‘I love you too, husband.’ Joan says, ‘I love you both so much.’ John and I say in. Mary agreed right away. One thing I liked about her was that most of the time she didn't ask a bunch of useless questions. When we got outside Mary took a look at fatass lying on the ground and then headed for the wagon.Frank showed back up, and when he stopped he said he'd told most everyone he could think of. He also said he'd let the gravedigger know we needed one today."That was good thinking Frank, I hadn't gotten that far," I said."Johnny was glad to get the work, we don't really have. "Here. Shower gel, Shampoo - usethis then rinse, then same again - and conditioner. Comb it evenlythrough your hair, leave it on for five minutes then rinse. Got that?" Hedidn't reply. "Got that, Princess?" He nodded. "Good gir ... boy." Hisface was burning as she laughed and turned away to get the second travelbag. He didn't know how much more of this he could take.Angela looked back to see that he was still standing there. "Hurry up,off you go. Oh, I see. You're worried that when you're out.