Aaspas takiye ..ek bottle mein kuch paani sa tha aur sb kuch tissue paper ki dabbe. Thodi der baadwo waapas aayi..main unki taraf dekhne laga. “saal..., tereko bola tha na ache se likhe aana”..yeh bolte hue mere paas mein aakr khari huyi..main thoda sa nervous ho gya..-‘par did….’, “chup…”..usne mujhe ek thappar maara..- “didi nhi…mistress bol….kya bolega…?” mere gaalo ko haatoh se dabaate huye puchi..’mistress..!’ main bola..usne gaaloo zor se dabaakar ek jor se chata maara..phir chor diya.”kya. " The bartend said, in a sort of mellow grunt. "Nothing fancy here. No wine, sake, or anything like that. We serve whiskey, vodka, beer. Alcohol. Stuff to get drunk off of."I stood up, and smiled. "It doesn't really sound like my sort of place, I'm sorry." Shame." Grunted the bartender. "There's a place a few blocks from here that serves-" It got shut down." I said. "Raccoon bit the health inspector." Ah." He didn't say anymore, just turned and began to wipe a glass. I turned around, but before. She knew that she had been under the effects of her daughter's pheromones, but for once she didn't care. At least this time she wouldn't have to taste that vile concoction as a morning after pill substitute. What she couldn't understand however, was why her daughter's pheromones had worked on her. With her Adam's, they only worked on the opposite sex, and yet April's appeared to work on both sexes.Using her daughter's juices from the toy, she should be able to synthesize a new substance, and. I called her, talked for a while and then fixed next day’s 3 PM time for the massage.After hanging up, my heart started beating at a racing speed as she was going to be my first ever client in this massage business. I was least concerned about how she looked like coz I was more concerned about my performance as a masseur.So finally the next day, I reached her place with a bottle of Olive oil.I called on her number to let her know that I’m standing outside. She answered and invited me in the.