I was glad to see her since she has been taking care of me for a long time and I am very comfortable around her.Hi Kimmy, it’s good to see you!Hi Sh...meeka, I’m glad to see you!We go back to room 3 where she closes and locks, the door, “so you’re here for a full body waxing, I see.” “Yes, I am.” “Okay, get undressed and crawl up on the table”Stretching out on the table she walks over and starts to examine me. Running her hands over the hair in my pits, legs, and pussy to gage the length. Her. He lifted his laptop to her, “Could you please sign in to your wifi?”Katie took his laptop and quickly signed into their router as Norman pulled up some online forms. He scrolled down, “Just acknowledge the settlement here and here,” he pointed to the screen, “It says they won’t release the video and neither will you...”Mrs. Jackson quickly pressed the finish button, “I don’t care. I’m deleting it.” He pulled out a pen and held it out to Katie as he pointed to the lines where Katie signed her. I never felt more powerful."Not that I know of."Then she said something I never thought she would."I'm willing to sleep with both of you. Together, separately, whatever you want, Dean."Anita was pretty--not prettier than Camille, of course. It was an offer most men wouldn't refuse. But I didn't think twice."Sorry, Anita." I had Camille. I loved her, and I didn't need anybody else. "Why don't you ask her?" Fuck you. Fuck you, Dean." She practically spelled the words the second time.I saw Camille. Three other flat screens were on and set to random channels.One of the women made eye contact with me, “Can I help you?”“I’m supposed to meet some friends here for lunch and maybe watch the game.”She grabbed a menu and gestured behind her, “Sure, where would you like to sit?”I looked around. Although dark and unpopulated, the lounge was the meeting spot. “Can I sit over there?”She looked surprised but said, “Go ahead.”I moved past her and eyed the lounge. Hoping my flasher would still show,.