Would you like to meet her?" "Have her come in and we’ll talk some more." Mona quickly went to her car and brought April in to see Henry. In the m...an time, Henry quickly set up his video camera. When Mona and April returned, Henry greeted the teen, "Hi April. I’m Henry. I understand you’ve been talking to a couple of my young friends." April shyly nodded affirmatively. She then hung her head. Henry reached out and gently lifted April’s chin. "Let me take a look at you, please." April’s. You and I were going to take him home so we could talk about the gig Saturday night." You two don't owe me anything. What's this about a gig and why do you need to talk to me?" John Galt is playing our first indoor gig and we would like to spice things up with some kind of a light show. Mark said that you were experimenting with lasers and I thought you might be willing to help us out." Sounds like fun. I'll be glad to help if I can. I have a few designs of my own that I would love to check. She set up a portable massage table, asked if I preferred a sheet, or no sheet? I asked if her clients wore a robe, shorts or nothing? Under the sheet, nothing. Without the sheet, loose shorts or nothing. Well since we already have seen what there is to see. Let’s go nude and no sheet. and since I most likely won’t be back, I’ve always wanted the masseuse to be topless, just a fantasy whim, but if you’d be uncomfortable, stay clothed. She placed a sheet on the table, and I laid face down. I. Gabor’s attention had troubled her for she had been consumed physically, left without defences, without any emotional shield. Nevertheless, for some strange reason she had experienced immense gratification every single time and had been stunned by the force of it, reaching the peak more often than ever before. She was unable to comprehend the brutality of her own orgasms. Perhaps she wanted to avoid admitting to herself she was becoming more and more unprotected physically and therefor.