I am sure you wanna a try, right?’ No wonder Yao is a successful PR manager here. With her recommendation, I follow her to a special chamber on the ...hird floor. There are small rooms. Inside the room, there are a massage bench, a one-sitter with a side table and a compact shower room. I sit on the sofa waiting for the masseuse to come. ‘Knock… knock’ the door opens. A beautiful lady with a magnetic voice asks, “Miss, can I serve you?’ I look at her, feel satisfied and nod “Oh yeah! Why not?”. I took a breath and smiled. "You're timing couldn't have been better." Who were those men?" asked Dean Wilson. I could hear the concern in her voice."Just two idiots that don't seem to understand the word 'no.' They're gone now so let's get our business taken care of," I said with a smile.Dean Wilson was known for her "white glove" standards and that was exactly what I got. Luckily, the kids had done a great job cleaning my room, there were only a few areas I need to touch up before she signed. When they finally did she had to stifle a gasp as she saw her precious teen age son laying on his back, his hands up over his head, with his thin sheet just covering from his knees up to below his belly button. She marveled at his chest, his developing abs, and his muscular arms. Mother and daughter stood a foot away from the bed, both frozen and unsure what to do next. They looked at eachother. Kathryn did her best to hide her excitement, telling herself this was only for her daughter’s. My cock was standing tall as I got between the sheets, ready for my surprise. I jumped as my leg and ass lay against a large wet place in the bed, "Geez, honey. What did you do spill something in the bed?" "No, Why do you ask?" she was teasing me now. "Well, someone spilt something here and since you're the only one here..." Stopping my sentence Peggy said still teasing, "Well it's true I'm the only one here now but someone else could have been here. Anyway, that wetness is more of a leak than.