I had no idea what she had in store, but it would give me a good opportunity to tell her about another idea I came up with, it would just be up to her...to tell me if it was feasible.Though Vixa probably would have liked to continue sleeping, there was no way that she was going to avoid some really good food. We made our way there and while there were people present, there were nowhere near as many people there as there usually was. The result was that there wasn’t really a line to get breakfast,. We agreed to meet in the elevator lobby at 5 pm, and she’d show me the sights.I was there at 5, and met her exiting her hallway. We made our way to restaurant row. Her first suggestion was packed, and the second as well. The third was a Greek restaurant, and I had never had Greek before. (Face it, I was basically a white bread, suburban, white boy. Everybody’s gotta start somewhere, right?)We split a sampler plate, and, well, I’ve been eating gyros and soutzouki ever since. I paid, and we. Phil said to her as he turned to leave her there get ready for the massage, “No panties if you like. The two-hour bonus is a very full massage.” He smiled again. Em’s nipples got very hard. “Oh I see,” she said, “Nicky’s a lucky lady then.” Nicky was a casual friend of Em’s and had been Phil’s last Thursday client ever since Em had been going to the salon, which had been on Nicky’s recommendation. Phil smiled again and winked this time. “She’s switched to Wednesdays.” Em’s pussy got wet.. "How did that get there?" Your mother put it there. I guess she's not going to come up here and pick up after you." Yeah, I guess you've got that job, now."She pointed at the hamper again. She did not look amused."Hey, it's only fair. I put your hairbrush away."Her face reminded me of storm clouds coming in. Just before a tornado."OK, OK. I'll put my clothes in the hamper, Dear."I stripped, making sure everything made its way into the hamper, then went to grab a pair of shorts out of the.