I wondered if she had suggested this before. Then she left me in no doubt as she got into position to stroke her client's thigh with one hand and my c...ck with the other.Then she released me and moved close to her customer's ear and whispered, "You enjoy sensual massage?" Yes please," the American replied, slowly grinding her hips into the massage table.So the masseuse pulled down the black thong and began to go to work on her client's inner thighs. She beckoned me to get closer and whispered in. Just keep…UUH, UUH, OH, BEN, OH, BEN, oh, it feels so good, Ben. Don’t stop, just keep going, oh, it feels so good.’ My orgasm was worth everything. It was an earth-shattering climax that rang me like a bell. Ben was stroking in and out of me as he began to moan over and over, ‘Mmm, mmm, mmm. Oh, oh, it feels so good. I think…UUHN, UUHN, uh, uh, oh, Sara, oh, it is so wonderful. I love, you, Sara. I love you so much,’ and he collapsed over me, panting, slightly damp with perspiration. I held. I do this with the SciFi tropes of Artificial Intelligence and nanites, but much more realistic and scientifically valid versions of everything. Basically, grant me a powerful A.I. for story purposes and from that I try to build the rest without violating any laws of physics or reality or relying on unknown future science.Starting with Chapter Three, I plan to bring one character (or set of characters) into my world in most chapters. I'll try to include a basic wikipedia link for easy character. She picks up the remaining drinks and dives into the crowd, heading for the seating area at the back of the club. Rhian catches up with Jess just as she slips into an empty seat next to Kell. Jess is passing out drinks to the others as Rhian sits down at the table. "Did I get everyone's order right?" Asks Jess, smiling at the group of friends. They all laugh and agree she has. "How did you know everyone's drinks?" asks Claire."Magic," replies Jess."Dave the bartender more like," says Rhian,.