"Honey, I'd like you to meet Bill, from work." This was Bill? He's black? Had I been asleep? As Bill stood up I realized he was several inches tal...er than my very average height, with a thick, muscular build. Not only did his manly physique make me feel somewhat small, but I also felt boyish in the presence of this man whom I suspected was quite a bit younger than me. "Hi, pleased to meet you," I said, feeling as though I was stammering out the words, to say nothing of sweating a bit. . I will teach you how to give a good massage, a good masseuse can earn good money I replied. You can count me in then, I need money for my College and University fees so I will learn properly Georgina said. I have a few friends that would like a massage from a young lady like you, they have already told me you have a nice body and were you available for some fun, but you will need to practice on me first to prove to me that you can do the job I told her. I will make a list and we can sort out. What worried her was that at least four other young men knew this much about her."Well, what do you think, will you do it?" All right," she said, feeling very saintly."Really! Blow them, everything?" If you want me to."He was grinning wide enough to split his face. "Wow! Great!" Then he became pensive, as if musing on a thought, "You've got a big bottom," he said, pinching her. She flinched, but not at the pinch. She was aware of him reaching for something and some preparation taking place.. "Mr Rowell is letting me finish tomorrow so that I can help mum and dad pack up." She smiled. "The whole family are moving to Queensland and my father has arranged a position for me in the architectural firm that has hired him as their chief industrial designer, so tomorrow will be my last day."Kenneth couldn't help it, he smiled lecherously as he asked, "So what was that before, a goodbye fuck?"Paula Chapman responded with a lascivious smile of her own. "Does it have to be? I mean we are going.