showdolly
Sexy Cyber Slut
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- Aug 1, 2006
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**closed thread, for now**
Dolly turned on the light in the shop and tossed her purse onto the desk. She quickly put fresh sheets over the massage table, sprayed the room with a delightful fragrance, and clicked on the stereo to her signature percussive music. She was late today, not a terribly unusual thing for her, but she was later than most days. Her first customer would be here any moment.
He was a new one, referred to her by one of her longest female clients. Apparently, this was the brother of a friend of a friend, or some such weirdness, and he'd only recently moved to the area. He'd been used to professional massages before, and had been looking for just the right masseur. As soon as her current client had discovered what he meant, she'd known to refer him to Dolly.
Dolly was mostly a legal masseur, but now and then, for just the right customer, she'd perform an extra task or two. This particular female client was one which often liked her fancy tickled, and Dolly knew that this man might well want some of her famed "specialty" packages.
She put her long, dark hair up in a ponytail, and checked herself out in the mirror. She didn't dress this way all of the time, but Thursdays were her "specialty packages" days and she tried to accomodate those clients. her well-endowed chest was covered tightly with a black top which didn't cover her belly. Her fishnet hose rose along her long, toned legs and ended at the hem of her denim miniskirt. She didn't wear shoes while working, and thus her toes were polished with pretty colors and designs.
When the bell rang to signal the front door opening, she called out to him from the back room. "Is that you? I'm back here, come on in!"
Dolly turned on the light in the shop and tossed her purse onto the desk. She quickly put fresh sheets over the massage table, sprayed the room with a delightful fragrance, and clicked on the stereo to her signature percussive music. She was late today, not a terribly unusual thing for her, but she was later than most days. Her first customer would be here any moment.
He was a new one, referred to her by one of her longest female clients. Apparently, this was the brother of a friend of a friend, or some such weirdness, and he'd only recently moved to the area. He'd been used to professional massages before, and had been looking for just the right masseur. As soon as her current client had discovered what he meant, she'd known to refer him to Dolly.
Dolly was mostly a legal masseur, but now and then, for just the right customer, she'd perform an extra task or two. This particular female client was one which often liked her fancy tickled, and Dolly knew that this man might well want some of her famed "specialty" packages.
She put her long, dark hair up in a ponytail, and checked herself out in the mirror. She didn't dress this way all of the time, but Thursdays were her "specialty packages" days and she tried to accomodate those clients. her well-endowed chest was covered tightly with a black top which didn't cover her belly. Her fishnet hose rose along her long, toned legs and ended at the hem of her denim miniskirt. She didn't wear shoes while working, and thus her toes were polished with pretty colors and designs.
When the bell rang to signal the front door opening, she called out to him from the back room. "Is that you? I'm back here, come on in!"