My women wouldn't be happy that I was leaving them again. Tera and Connie had come to know that I would be gone until I found what I was looking for o... died in the attempt. The later wasn't likely. Sometime ago on my return from another trip, in another world it seems now. I learned some things about Connie that sent me on a soul-searching ride to West Texas where I had met Tera.The short of it is that Tera and her "family" were werewolves and they chose me and my partner, Steve, to induct into. Having said that she was a sucker for a good the****utic massage. On a regular basis she would get a body massage and preferred to have a male perform the massage. She said this was because they had stronger hands, and there was always a risk of getting a soft wimpy massage if the ther****t was female. She had long gotten use to the idea of lying naked, partially covered by towels, under the hands of a male masseur.With our anniversary coming up I decided to do something special. I was. The second problem was the issue of fairness to my other clients. Without exception, they make a substantial investment in my services, staking a significant part of their future wealth on the delivery of a life partner entirely able to support them. To provide my services for Harwell Tusker without some similar arrangement would be a betrayal of those I had helped in the past.Slowly, the bones of a proposition began to form in my mind. My thoughts turned to Brankston Tusker, Harwell's. With all that had happened during the previous day, her evening had not been a good one, and as a result, she was unable to get a good night's rest. Remembering Vicki's final words after the lunchtime training session, Kathy ensured her pussy was shaved completely bare before her evening bath. For the rest of the evening, Kathy found her hands continually strayed down to touch her newly shaven pussy. Whether it was out of fear that she had missed a hair, or was as a result of something else,.