I couldn't stop thinking about her over dinner. It was Tuesday now, two days after that dinner and we had booked in for a massage. As we walked up to ...he massage parlor of the resort, the red headed woman paced herself in front of us. "There's your girlfriend!" Austin said, looking straight ahead. A little smile escaped my face, I didn't want Austin to know what thoughts had been brewing in my mind from the dinner before. The red headed woman beat us to reception, so we sat down behind her.. The first shot landed square on Melody’s chin, the second and third on her incredible cleavage, and the last of it dribbled down onto her hands.“Someone, needed that,” she whispered seductively.“No shit,” he retorted. “But I’m not done yet. Clean and recharge please.”Both were instantly dry with their sex drives ready for more. Granted, Melody was always ready for more, but Mike was now no longer satisfied with a blowjob; he had to be inside of her. As she slowly crawled on top of him, her. .“I never knew you were filthy rich!”“Yeah I don’t like to talk about it because whenever I tell a friend they like to use me and then don’t really care about our friendship much after that.” “Oh… well your secret’s safe with me.” After that he told me that his parents are never home due to business trips and meetings and stuff like that. He had a sad look on his face and looked like he was about to tear up. I just wanted to cuddle with him and tell him it would be alright but knew that I. " You're right about that. I'm going to need to take a Greyhound back to Baltimore." No you're not. You go ahead and fly back. We'll get on the computer, find you a good deal on a ticket. You want to spend your week with Josie, not on some bus, goin' and comin'." Tell you what -- see what you can find for me, a one-way flight early Friday, just to Chicago," I said. "The Orioles are playing the White Sox for three in Chicago this weekend. I could bus from there to Detroit in a few hours, and.