….you don’t know if the hotel has a masseuse do you”?Was this a come on? My heart pounded in my ears. I would happily massage this guy, but shou...d I offer?“I have no idea, I am usually fairly choosy about my massages”“I’d settle for anything” he said, “maybe I’ll go online and see if there is something on Craigslist’ that can send someone”.His eyes twinkled and his white teeth glistened as he smiled, the light in the elevator glistening on his dark stubble. I had to offer or I would lose my. Susie groaned, and that was when Jody added a ball gag. As soon as they could be sure that she would not be able to squeal (and thus give the neighbors an idea of their plans for the night), they then massaged her buttocks and asshole with some strange lotion or cream. This made Miss Brock feel particularly sensual, so she didn't mind it at all.The next stage was a bit rougher, however, as Amelia inserted a butt-plug into Susie's backdoor. It wasn't a small one, either. To make matters worse,. It said 'Walk in Haircuts Welcome' and was her way of letting male customers know she was present and working. The others worked only by appointment and only on women, with rather substantial penalties for no-shows, but while the others were hairdressers, Jennifer was a barber, and her customers are all male. Though a few regulars showed at the same time each week for their haircuts, most, such as myself, simply walked in when they felt a cut was needed and had the extra time to get one. Men. At that moment Iwas the happiest girl in the world. We kissed each other before we drove off. Why was I not surprised when heasked if we could stop at a motel? He told me again how pretty I was and how he wanted to "Do" me since thenight of the prom. Like I didn't know that, after all, he just bought mean engagement ring. I didn't know when he was going to make it officialbut I could wait, after all, he had to break up with Kathleen first.Possible it would be on Thanksgiving, we were all having.