It's just starting to get fun, after all!...And it's not as if I'm not doing you a favour here! You must be tiredof that wrinkly old pale-as-a-worm-an...-stiff-in-all-but-the-right-waycarcass of yours.Feel it now.Feel it? The tingle? The twinges?That way that you feel right now: like your whole being is shifting,melting...It's just because it is.Think back: You liked your 40s didn't you?Well, too bad, because they've already gone past.Your 30s...?Better still! (Oh! Ignore that. A lot of older men. Next day i told my made to order some food from the hotel and arrange some soft drinks for here.I came home from office at 6 had a shower and got ready to meet her, at sharp 7 the doorbell rang and i opened the door, there was a lady at the door looking hot in a green and blue sari and she asked for my maid i called her she introduced us, i offered here to sit down, she has a dusky complexion with good statistics, i kept on looking at her, she felt a little uncomfortable i said i am sorry she. So, first of all you’ll see a little door with a red button that opens it.’ Janet found the door in question. ‘Now I’d simply like you to push the button and when the door opens put one, either of, your hands inside. Janet did as instructed and as soon as her hand was completely inside, she felt a warm, soft pressure all around her hand and then she experienced the best hand massage she’d ever had in her life. She must have left that hand in for a half hour before switching to her other. Concert nights were always special, and they anticipated nothing different on this one. I hoped not to disappoint them.Taking Simone and Janey by the hands, I led them to their room. Their boxes were laid out on their beds, shining in the afternoon sunlight from the windows. The girls' excitement was palpable. I took a soft cord from my pocket. Turning Janey around to face away from me, I loosely tied her hands behind her, more symbolic than confining.Leaning down to put my mouth close to her.