I only wanted to grab my phone charger and go back to the couch, but I was afraid to walk back down the hall. I stood there, not knowing what to do. A...ter a few minutes I quietly snuck back to the living room and sat on the couch. Ashley then came out and sat down on the couch next to me."So what did you see?" Ashley asked."Saw what? Nothing, I don't know what you're talking about." I nervously replied."I know you saw me. You don't have to hide it. I didn't hide it." she said."What do you mean. Please don't make me." Come for me," said Thule.Marigold wanted to laugh. The command was obviously absurd. If she could do that on cue, her life would be much easier. But, even before she could complete the thought, she realized that the effort of not moving her hips was also causing her to clench muscles that kept her from fully enjoying what Thule was doing to her. Without even knowing what she was doing, she had instinctively relaxed those muscles a little. Immediately, the pleasure pulsed. As they led me to my calling... Reaching out my hands in supplication Icalled them Master... and vowed to be loving and obedient to whoeverchose me... then I seemed...I was on a chair... dressed in a light suit... Reaching up I found Ihad hair... a short hairstyle... nearby I saw some women looking at meeagerly..."Welcome to the club, sister." You are..." We used to have real worthless names, of real worthless people...Vernon Ghallagher, Neil House, Brian Nation..."A tall black woman brushed. Lauren saw it and asked, "Is that one of the places I read about where the massage is given nude and body-to-body?" Uh, yeah. I think so," I stammered out my reply. I must have not sounded convincing about my supposed lack of knowledge because Lauren looked up at me with a raised eyebrow."I think it is, and I think you do know. Have you ever been in there?" She had called my bluff. I was never good at playing poker and this was why. I was a terrible liar."Okay," I decided to be honest and not.