“Well, being twisted all day isn’t doing your back any good.” “I wasn’t really expecting this from a masseuse.” I made sure to not sound d...meaning. “I’m an osteopath by training.” “Mmmm, well you’re really good.” “Thank you.” Nikki moved around the massage table. “I’m sure we’ll be able to get you all straightened out,” she said. She caught my bag with her heel and everything spilled out, including my pile of magazines. I watched as the slippery covers fanned-out across the floor. There were. They were very perky considering their size. Next she removed her shoes and slid off her skirt to reveal her perfect ass. Her body was very tight from the dancing that she did. Finally the white lace panties came off. Her pubic hair was well trimmed but not completely shaved. The man in the suit seemed unphased by the beauty before him. As he approached her one of the military men entered the room again. He brought the man in the suit a pair of leather writ restraints with a chain attached and. "Hang on a minute! Wait one second. Are you suggesting that I dressup like a girl?" I gulped, knowing full well that I had done so inprivate on many occasions. Those times were private ones and theynever involved going out in public. It was getting caught in Alyson'slingerie and stockings that made her walk out on me. My hobby hadcost me my only serious relationship that I ever had. Still, it was abrilliant idea."Seriously, you have nice full lips, big eyes, and a soft face. Withthe right. She bent over and hunted again. She came up with a flat rock. To his continued surprise she cocked her arm back and expertly skipped it down the surface of the creek. He counted: eight. She didn’t throw like a girl, and he had to say it: ‘Uh… okay.’ He muttered, ‘Go figure…’ He was more than a little thrown. Carrie hadn’t seemed like the ‘redneck gal’ at all, this was completely unexpected. It was, though, kind of cool. He liked it. He realized he liked it because it was unexpected. That.