I decided since she just got out of class, I invited her to come back to my house until I had to leave.She was one of my best friends at the time and ...ad been for the first couple of years into college that were both tough for us. We met on our first day in college, 2008. I had developed strong mutual feelings for her over the years however I never understood this particular side of her, she seemed to be rejecting a relationship for reasons unknown regardless of how many times I asked her about. ”Theodore smiled at her trying to get back into her good books.She now looked at him and gave him a little smile. She now told him.“It was not his fault it was the magazines.He had to remember she was real not a picture and he had to be gentle with her.”She now picked up the magazine once more and said to him.“You always have to remember that the women in this magazine are just pictures.They don’t feel they can’t tell you what they like or don’t like.So you grow to be selfish and only pleasure. Beth was blonde with a really nice figure; she had a really pert ass and really good D cup breasts. Beth was married with a young son and lived less than half a mile from our house. Beth’s husband Dave was one of the guys I was meeting later at the pub so I was curious as to why she would work on a men’s only night as a masseuse.I, of course, selected Beth and was ushered to another room still using the name Bob, just in case there was anyone present who might know me. I shouldn’t have worried. She said this guy was in his 50's and had millions and had an ego from hell and she had to leave regardless of the money.I sat there listening to her, getting more and more upset and protective of her. I asked her if he knew where she was and she as far as she knew he did not, but she always is nervous and looking over her shoulder. Tears are running down her cheeks the whole time she is telling me this story which only made me more upset. I took her face in my hand and turned her to me, and.