There had been many anxious moments as the extraordinary contraption had made its uncertain way back and forth, with the swimming Frieda and Francesca...guiding it on its lumbering and uncertain way.The cases, once landed, were opened in the same way as the first. Francesca told Angela that this had originally been Joanne's idea. Anything to do the absent leader's reputation a bit of good! You never knew, she reasoned. Even that bitch must have a heart somewhere under all that steel!One incident. She seemed light as a feather to me. I kissed her gently and asked which way. She pointed to the hallway, and I started walking. As we got to the end, she pointed to the door on the left, and I eased thru sideways, careful not to hit her head on the doorway.What greeted me was a girl's room, somewhat sparsely populated with a twin bed, a small dresser with makeup and perfume scattered on top of it, and a closet off to one side. A desk with books and college supplies sat next to the bed, which I. Tiffany stood up and spread her legs apart slightly, and held her arms out from her sides for the girls to attend to her. The nymphs gave Tiffany a thorough rubdown with the liquid from head to toe; this time applying the liquid to her cock and balls, but quickly moving on, without undue hesitation there. Tiffany adjusted the mat of the massage table so that it was in a more vertical position than before, but still leaning back at about thirty degrees. Tiffany turned and placed her feet in. This, ended up being my saving grace. As I walked up to some apartments with packages, I thought about just hanging in my truck in the underground parking after and see what happens next. On my third package, the woman who answered the door was just amazingly gorgeous. I had to think about why I was there for a minute, stumbling on my words. She actually giggled at me and asked if I was okay. Now normally, I wouldn't be so blunt, but for some reason, I just said it and told her, I am okay, but.