Then I saw whom I assumed to be the boss of the operation. A tall, heavyset man with flat top hair and a two or three day growth of beard. From the ...uick glance, I got he looked like one of those men who had been very muscular in the past and was going a little bit to seed. Damn, I was interested. That night I jacked off in the shower thinking of him.The next couple of days I continued to drive this route home to check out the progress of the construction (right!) and to see if I could get. Olivia looked genuinely surprised, then thoughtful. “If a client requests it and I give my consent, the spa allows me to perform massage therapy sessions in their homes. You have one more massage session left in your set. You can request my services for an at-home session, and we can see where this goes from there.”Lydia nodded, trying to absorb this information. She didn’t want to make a snap decision she’d regret later. Olivia must have sensed her hesitation, because she said gently, “you. "The panel lights blinked and then went off. I sighed and reached up to touch the helmet release. It spilt and I took a breath of fresh air and tried to still the gagging coughs I knew would be coming. I took the helmet off before they hit and then I was staggering to the table to hold on. The medical personal rushed to me but I pushed them back.I hacked and gagged and coughed and shook before finally taking a huge breath. I shook my head and reached inside the suit collar, "I really hate that. "Nope, that's not what happens. Besides, fairy tales can't be changed anyway. As many as you've read Miss Shay, I figured you would probably know that." What are you talking about? Fairy tales have been changed over and over throughout time." Ah... but have they?" he asked, as if there was something Carly was missing. "I don't understand why you're making such a big deal out of this. You're getting what you wanted- live in a world of fairy tales, free from all your responsibilities and fears,.