Fridays are my play days. I have a friend who did that for a while, and about two years ago. I asked her about it. She told me that she made alot of m...ney doing it. She said that it was just handjobs, sometimes you get topless, depending on the tips. No sex or blowjobs. I decided to give it a try. She introduced me to the owner, who said that I could try it for a day and if I didn't like it, she'd understand. This shop charges $100 for a one hour massage. It's $70 for the massage and $30 for. However, she quickly gained her confidence and walked over to the door, opening it to Ryan. “Hey baby!” shouted Ryan as he immediately stepped in, wrapping his arms around her and hugging her tightly. “I’m so happy to see you!” she exclaimed, wrapping herself in his warm embrace. After a moment, they pulled away from each other. Ryan swept his eyes over her body, from top to bottom. Her curly, red hair flowed down over her shoulders, cutting off just above her chest. She was wearing a red. I picked the up the phone and dialed our number. She answered after about three rings, and I told her it was John. She started asking questions rapidly, but I told her I didn't know exactly what had happened. I found that I couldn't leave this body like Cathy's, and it looked like I was stuck inside it for the moment. I also told her that I couldn't sense anyone else in the body. Unless Jan was in a deep coma, I couldn't think of why she should be absent. Then Cathy joked that maybe she died of. But....I...I didn't have time....I....I wasn't able to say anything," hesobbed in response."Harold no matter what you say, deep down you know that's not true. Ifwe are going to get anywhere with your therapy, you have to be honestwith me and yourself. Now answer me either 'yes' or 'no' to thefollowing questions. I don't want to hear any 'buts' or other response,understand," she said."Good, the first question, did you tell that biker you were a boy whenhe accosted you at the store? No, okay, did.