While just scrolling through the pages I saw an ads for message. A person by named Shri had advertised that he offers good oil and lotion message for ... very reasonable price.My initial thoughts were to read and forget this ads. I just noted down the number of this guy and went about doing my work and finally switched of the computer. While sipping a cup of hot tea one morning this ad came to my mind and I thought why not call this guy and find out about the service her offers. Taking all. I’m not stupid. I know about ‘the other’.”I was sitting on the sofa and she approached and knelt and her fingertips touched my denim-covered knees. Her smile was friendly. “Silly boy. Of course I noticed.”“Those vacant eyes. How you watch her.” She was close enough for me to smell beer on her breath.“The panty lines.”“Wh … what … ?”“Panty lines, Bryan.” Her eyes studied mine. “On your face.”I felt my head going side-to-side with some unauthorized and hapless attempt to deny what she was. He finally pulled out my panty and began to take long sniffs of it. I admired his sniffing skills and pulled the panty from his hands. Without my panty, I was feeling better than before.I lifted my skirt trouser and showed him my clean shaved sweaty pink pussy with two petals of skin protruding slightly.Me: How’s this pussy? Or do you like Aditi’s pussy more?Siddharth: No way! Her pussy is hairy and oozes foul odor during sex. I always lose my mood while fucking that bitch.Me: Obedient dog! Now. “Good morning Ms. Robinson. You look refreshed. I guessed that conference in Atlanta was the break you needed.” Margie smiled back before answering the phone. “I guess you can say that.” Tamara smiled as she headed down the corridor toward her office. “Did I get any messages?” she flashed a smile to her long time administrative assistant, best friend, and confidante, Billie Logan, as she continued into her office. Billie came to a full stop and followed Tamara into her office. “Oh my god! Look.