The jumpsuit is what you'll wear today... until we get back to your place. Besides, you look so sweet - just yummy." and she wrapped her arms aroun... me, putting her palms flat on my chest, and rubbing the layers of soft fabric over my burningly sensitized nipples. I couldn't help but wince a little."OK, OK. Let's go then." I said, wondering what I could have done or said to deserve her rebuke. Anyway, I was sure that we would just head back to my place, and everything would be back to. "It really doesn't matter what incantations or gestures I employ," said Glade with a smile that was just about visible through the fur. "What matters is the advice I give. I've seen this swamp illness many times before. Sometimes it is fatal, but rest, fresh water and the pain-killing effect of the herbs I've given usually fends it off. Some people say it is the fetid air of the waters, others that it is the malevolence of the water spirits who prefer not to be disturbed, but I think it is. ..Christine was made available to me at least once a month once I started working for Billy. I would be summoned to the Governor's office on some pretext or other, only to find that he was out golfing or whatever and instead, find her naked and in whatever position she happened to fancy that day. She loved sex. She liked it rough. She liked it hard. In any hole you fancied. She would take all you could give and still beg for more. She would probably still have enjoyed it without the payment,. It's what my business model is based on. It's what all massage parlor's base their business on. The fact that I fuck five out of every ten men who come into my shop has changed what I do, changed who comes in. The news that I offer a special package to some of my customers has attracted more business than I have ever seen and scared away some of my old regulars. I'm a good masseuse. I am. But that isn't what brings my customers in anymore and it was never going to make me much money. Most.