Ab story pr ata hu bat hai jab mai job dhund rha tha pr koi job nhi mil rhi thi ek din maine tv pr dekha ki massage karna bhut acha lagta hai or logo ...o khushi or satisfition bhi milta hai fir maine massage karna sikha apne lappi pr massage video dekh kar fir mujhe massage ke sat massage sex ke bare mai bhi pta chala or maine ab than liya ki mai bhi ab yahi karunga chahe mujhe iske 2000 rs hi mile mere kaam chal jayega maine parlours mai apne liye bat ki mujhe bhi parlour pe rakh lijye pr kisi. Guys are hitting on you all the time, nonstop, what do you think that means, they're turned off, maybe? No way. I'd do you in a minute." He was up over me telling me this when he lowered his head down and kissed me, kissed me like a girlfriend, not a sister, he slid his tongue expertly into my mouth and explored as my heart began to pound. This was my brother, my brother, I thought. But he sure seemed to know what he was doing as his hand went to my breast and began squeezing. "Are you sure you. ’ Victoria pushed a piece of paper across her desk. Tentatively Dave picked it up and carefully opened it, still a little afraid she was pulling his leg, but it was just an e-mail address. ‘I’ll look forward to your next message then.’ Victoria smiled. Dave stumbled out of the office and found his way to his own desk, his head spinning. He hardly dared to believe it, she actually seemed to be enjoying the attention. Somehow he managed to get through the day after he got his mind back onto his. I watched her for a moment waiting for an argument, but instead she looked around the room like she was thinking of something. Her look went from confused to smiling saying; " Ok daddy, but only if you'll take me out to dinner some time for some daughter/daddy time so we can talk." I look back at her, smiling, and say; "It's a deal. I call Svetlana on the phone to confirm our date for tonight. We talk on the phone for a little while and I am getting ready to hang up when my daughter says; ".