"Did you get you husband to give you a massage?" he asked.Yeah sure, but he doesn't seem to have your touch," she said with a rue smile, "could you pl...ase." Sure sit down," he said and got behind her. Luckily the office was deserted. His fingers worked over her neck and slowly he lessened her pain."How's that?" he asked."Much better," she said, "but it's still there." I need to get further down your back," he said, "can you undo your zip a bit." Well I don't know," she said, he didn't say. .. well, I could say a friend, but that wouldn’t really be the whole story.I met Christie during my bad period. Duncan doesn’t like her, I know - he’s never said anything, but I think she reminds him of not knowing where I was for days on end.She’s a bit of a “free spirit”, I guess you could say. The only things she likes better than drinking is drugs, and the only thing she likes better than drugs is ... well, me.Christie started as a one-night stand. We kept in touch after that - she’d. The poor boy understood that there was fun but with a price to pay. However, the shameless pervert began to literally drool at the sight of my big ass. He spread my ass cheeks and started rubbing his nose on my ass crack. Once again, my body started sweating profusely in that hot room, but the pervert was having the moment of his life.I pressed his face and made him breathe on my ass cheeks. He began to struggle after a few seconds because he was not able to breathe. I left him when he started. It was then the thoughts began racing through her mind… She sat up, and reached for the DVD in her purse nearby. Glancing over at Bhagyashri, who was laying on her stomach, Sanjana felt that now was as good as a time as any. How would Bhagyashri react? What would she say? There was only one way to find out… Sanajana nervously pressed the play button, and left the room. She wanted the sounds to fill the room first… Perhaps a way to subconsciously plant the thought into the young woman’s mindIn.