She was a cute and small built girl, and it took almost a half hour for her small hands to get the stress released from my back. I was lying face down...on the table, my arms stretched above my head, her little hands massaging the back of my neck and the top of my shoulders, I decided to take a chance, see if my masseuse was offering any additional services for a tip. Moving my hand forward slowly to the edge of the table, I could feel her skirt brushing against the back of my fingers. I. Thing. Miranda fancied that she heard him groan, but could not be sure above the excited murmurs of the crowd.Before Miranda's astonished gaze, the girl commenced to stroke the oil into the man's ... thing. Within seconds it had become huge and rigid, and pointed to the sky. Miranda's innocent little heart fluttered at the sight of it. As the stroking continued, the man became more and more agitated, restrained though he was. Eventually he threw back his head and cried out. Skeins of glistening. Bob just lost his job, too." Maybe your Mom could put us up for a bit, she has that big house and—" She had to sign her property over to the nursing home for them to take her. Remember?" Well, then, we're fucked," said Jim in submission of his destiny to the bank's power and collapsing on the couch next to his wife."Then, I don't know what we are going to—" cried Julie breaking down with tears streaming down her cheeks from her sad, blue eyes."There, there, now, it's okay, Honey," he said. Then suddenly she was startled as a big black hand covered her mouth, while another arm wrapped around her chest. "Oh my God, they've found me." She thought. The man raised her up to her feet and yelled out, "Hey Mon, lookie what I've found in the bush?" The other four men all stopped and gazed up. "Four," Linda thought to herself, "One had slipped away without her noticing." As the man led her down to the group, the young girl ran to the rocks, gathered her clothes and scurried away."Where do.