“If a client requests it and I give my consent, the spa allows me to perform massage therapy sessions in their homes. You have one more massage ses...ion left in your set. You can request my services for an at-home session, and we can see where this goes from there.”Lydia nodded, trying to absorb this information. She didn’t want to make a snap decision she’d regret later. Olivia must have sensed her hesitation, because she said gently, “you don’t have to tell me now. If you decide to do it,. ." I started to say but he growled and led me out into the hall.I let out a huge squeal and giggle. I couldn't help myself. John carried me down the hall and onto the stairs. He sat down at the top and put me in between his thighs. I looked at him with his hard cock bouncing in front of my face. I knew what he wanted."You're so bad," I said in a giggly girl voice and then I leaned forward and took him deep into my mouth."Yeah," he moaned as I licked and sucked his hot cock. "I've been. The nose looked crushed flat and the eyes seemed way too small for all the largeness surrounding them. Her tangle of short brown hair did little to temper the ugliness. Then she grinned widely and her small eyes sparkled and something endearing emerged."Hey," she said. "You're Joe Solomon."I stood and shook her hand.Randy shook his head. "Got it in one!" Where's Danielle?" Melinda kept the relief as quiet as possible, but we could hear it."Dropped her off. You pissed?" I don't know," said. "He's worried because he loves all of us, and he's afraid we all hate him now."Sally's eyes looked startled for an instant as she reflected on what she'd just said."Well, not me. He knows I love him. I made that clear." Now she did blush."I don't think any of us hate him," said Mavis. "We might be perturbed with him, but nobody hates him." Well, nobody told him that last night," said Sally. "We talked for hours. He was still afraid you'd send him away. But you can't. He's my fiancé now." I.