Despite having almost a year under her belt at the parlor she'd never given a massage to a black man, and that's exactly who just walk into the door. ...ocated in the suburbs the parlor doesn't get alot of black customers. Beth was a healthy, but not fat white women, with short dark hair that stopped at her neck. Being the only masseuse available, Beth greeted the gentleman, took his payment,an escorted him to a vacant room. Her stomack was filled with butterflies, as she stood outside of the. I know how a moth feels about the flame now. He does something to me. You saw that." I sure did. Maybe you could fill me in on 'the old days'. You seem to be a lot more open about Emerson now." He was always very good looking, although he has gotten even better. We were thrown together a lot as kids. It is a small town. He always teased and picked on me for being part Spanish. I wanted to believe it was to get my attention, but his father was a very prejudiced man, of little accomplishment.. Licia also had a vulnerability that appealed to her protective instincts.Alicia, on the other hand, had always been drawn to Paula's rock-like solidity. Whenever she'd stumbled around in the swirling clouds of her confusion, she'd found comfort in the woman's healthy, clear view of life. In her years with Rob she had selfishly neglected Paula, but in the turbulent times of betrayal and consequent divorce the woman had been there to listen and comfort her, to give advice and just dry her tears.. ” “Oooh I cannot wait, sandy beaches her I come, or is it cum,” she laughed. He laughed and bade her goodbye. Her day was no busier than most Fridays; it started out hectic but by two, slowed to a boring crawl. She sat at her desk watching the clock, which seemed to move a bit slower than usual. Her mind wandered as she thought about the island. She wondered what they could do while there. The brochure showed restaurants, trail rides, scuba diving, and many other kinds of tourist attractions..