A compromise apartment – you get the good location and the modern fittings, but you surrender space. Her living room is a two seater couch, a coffee...table and a flatscreen tv. Her dining room a four seater table with two chairs. Her kitchen little more than a strip of utilities along one windowless wall.Carolyn stands between the couch and the coffee table, with the apartment’s best feature, a large single sheet of glass with views out toward other tower blocks opposite. She removes her coat. I had never known Tracy to dress so brazenly. Perhaps she hadn't been joking. Had I made a mistake. No she's only trying to get me to go home."Oh shit!"What the fuck was he doing. He had at least four fingers in there."You cant' get any more fucking fingers in there?" I shouted, trying to turn my head to see what was happening."Relax baby plenty of room for more." Yeoh!" That's it baby my whole fuckin hand's in there. Just relax and I'll give you the fist fucking of your life."As we drove to. It so happened we went for coffee break together, only both of us and during a normal conversation we were discussing about our previous jobs and I happened to say that I worked in a spa as a body massager for part time since I had got trained in massaging and experience didn’t really matter in those days. She was interested and asked me more about it. I told her I used to do body massage for both male and female clients, but was really happy to massage ladies as I knew exactly the pressure. Soon as we pull up she says shut the fuck up and go in the house. Get in the room, get undressed and wait for me there. I say nothing and I do it. She walks in about a whole ten minutes later ass naked. Let this be said. Our bedroom faces the driveway so I was watching her and I think she knew. I saw her smell her dress and was scratching something off of it so u know what she does. She takes it off, pops the trunk, grabs a cigarette from the pocket of the dead and lights it. Then walk in the.