She remembered how she’d used those last few moments of lucidity to explain what was happening to him, how his brain function was being impaired, ho... the damage would be permanent. She remembered explaining why, telling him how hurt she’d been, how he deserved what was coming to him. By the time her explanations were over, he was in considerable pain, and two hours later, when the pain had passed, he’d lacked the intelligence to hate her for what she’d done, or to realise what he’d lost. He. Just as The nervous, urgent expression fills their faces, I reach for their hands, murmur the words "it's time". grasping both their hands, I lead them down the hall to the large massage room. Missy (the other experienced lady) directs them to the two open tables. Both, now struggling to hold on, slowly climb upon the beds. They are sitting on the edge, as if they were at a doctors appointment. I stand there for a minute or so, just to enjoy watching their desparation. As Missy and I watch them. She turned and gave a quick smile and my horny young dick began to stiffen as I thought of her being fucked from behind. If only it was me instead of that old politician!Then I had to switch over to Becky's line to help her get caught up. Each time she turned towards me her eyes would flash seductively at me."Billy would you help Mrs. Williams out to her car?" Becky asked pleasantly."Certainly Becky!" I replied with my customer friendly voice."Thank you, Billy." Becky said but as she looked at. Then a movement caught my eye to the left. In the moonlight, on a picnic bench, were Samuel and Jaye. She was sitting across his lap, her legs spread and her bib flipped up exposing her small breasts. Her arms were around his neck and they were kissing deeply. Her skirt was pushed up, the moonlight glinting off her white belly and thighs, highlighting Samuel's black hand between her wide spread legs. As I watched, her body started to shake and her head fell onto his shoulder -- obviously he was.