"Do you want to be alone?" I asked."No, hold me." She said.I kicked off my shoes and laid down next to her on the bed. We were both laying on our side..., facing each other as I wrapped my arm around her and kissed her on the forehead. We laid there like that for a while, both of us falling asleep in each other's arms. The next thing I remember was waking up to the phone ringing."Hello?" I said, answering the phone."Is Megan Marbary there please?" A female's voice said."Who's calling please?" I. The deputy manager handed over the forms to Aisha, and she signed them at once without even reading them. She was so excited about getting a job that she didn’t care to read.Manager: Welcome to our team, Aisha. We will start your training here itself. But first, you will have to change into our uniform.The Manager signalled his Assistant to provide the uniform. The Assistant provided a paper bag to Aisha. Aisha took out the uniform from it and was shocked to see it.The uniform consisted of a. ’ ‘Just give me a sec. I’m going to give you somewhat of a massage.’ I reached in the drawer and took out the lotion. I went to the end of the bed and began rubbing her feet. I may not have been the best masseur but I had a pretty good idea what to do. I took her foot in my hand and began rubbing the bottom and heel of her foot. I put a bit of oil on my fingers and rubbed the ball of each foot, spreading her pretty little toes and massaging each one. ‘That feels so good, especially since I’ve. I lost count of how many orgasms we had. We've got to decide whether or not this last set counts as just the third or if not, did we overrun our game rules and have to do it all again."She mock-glared at me. "You little shit! You're trying to change the rules! I said, 'at least' three orgasms." Yeh, but ... you also said, 'two hours, ' and we've got another forty-five minutes to go." And yet another hour afterwards before Dad starts beating on the door with his shotgun." Ooh! A shotgun wedding!.