Even so I was in need of a good massage as I was sore from working out earlier in the week. So I looked up some amp around my area and found some revi...ws on a parlor. The review said that it was a legit massage parlor and they made you put on some boxers. I didn't like the idea of having boxers or underwear on when getting a massage, it kind of gave me a sign that they don't want to see your junk. It would also be harder to flash the masseuse if I had something covering me the whole time. I. I vowed I would not touch myself tonight, or ever again if I could only find the inner strength to fight it off. Laying on the bed I heard a soft tapping on my bath door, I knew it was Sister Margaret, I heard her ask me to open the door, I could hear her almost begging me to let her in, I laid on my back with tears in my eyes. I wanted her to come in, I wanted to put my mouth on her pussy, and I wanted to taste her, to use that rubber cock in her and have her use it in me. But, I could not get. But their space was cramped, and I had no money for rent, and no job.Randy did get me a gig helping out with period costuming for a new playset in 15th Century England. I had done some costumes for RenFaire backhome so I was confident about this. It turned out to be a lot of fun,and I got to meet interesting new people.But the greatest thing was when Winnie herself came to see theproduction, and asked about who had done the period outfits. So we met!She complimented me, and I gushed over her,. A fair portion of determination filled the woman's lithe movements, small boned as she was. That in contrast to the way she'd stretched her arm to keep from getting too close to him. She wasn't trusting of strangers, even one as shaky and near dead as Lou. Maybe, Lou thought, that came from being alone. She did appear to be alone. No telling for how long. But whatever circumstances had taken her men folk off, he suspected she'd taken them in stride. She was a fine bit of a woman, he decided.Lou.