Many months later...
Natalie Parker reached her massage parlor at 9am, as always. She quickly turned on the neon Open sign and crossed to the computer to check her appointments. She wasn’t the most highly-requested masseuse in her area, but she usually got two or three appointments a day.
Today, however, she saw to her mild disappointment that there was only one appointment on the books. In thirty minutes, she’d be seeing three new customers, two female great danes and a vixen. The vixen was newly pregnant, so they wanted a massage that specialized in prenatal therapy. Well, she could certainly do that. They’d not specified an end-time either, so hopefully they would enjoy themselves and stick around for long enough to make her drive to work worth it.
Then Natalie saw the addendum, and one of her eyebrows raised. They want a happy ending? Not usually the sort of customer to ask for one of those, but I guess money’s money…
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Marita drove the car down the road. “ almost to the massage parlor, girls “ she said with a smile. “ How’s the back seat, Emma? Comfortable enough for you?’ she said looking in the mirror at the beautiful vixen lying down in the back seat. “We got you a surprise as well’ Rose said, a smile on her dark red lips. “ It cost a bit more. But well, you’re worth it girl”
Emma nodded, with a small smile. “I’m excited to see what it is. Thank you both so much!” Inwardly, she was wondering what they could have gotten her that would require such a far drive out of town. They weren’t even in the same city as Sartonic anymore.
She focused on the desert environment outside the car as it zipped past. This could be a great chance to get to know Marita and Rose better. She’d get so caught up in work that she never thought to visit them at their apartment. But part of her worried she wouldn’t have enough interesting things about her to keep them interested, considering they’re into wild girls like Flora.
“ You’re very welcome Emma. Anything else you’;d like? This is an “ Emma gets whatever she wants ë day, because you always give expectant mothers anything they like. You know, to avoid pregnancy-fueled rants” Marita smirked.” sky’s the limits, love. You want to go see a flick? Dine out? Play scrabble? Name it, we’ll do it for you.”
“Hmmmm…” Emma thought for a bit. “Let’s turn on some music. What’s your favorite genre of music, Rose? I pretty much like anything except country and rap.”
ë You and me both girl. Can’t STAND country, with all the sappy stuff about the wife running off with the dog. Bleeech” Rose said.’ But I love the oldies Emma. Eagles, Aerosmith, Queen. They get my inner karaoke going.’ “ She’s got a damn good singing voice too’ Marita said,. “ Girl can sing opera, for goodness sakes.” stop, Marita. I’m not Aretha Franklin’ Rose protested.” You get to pick the station Emma.’ she smiled.
“You should sing Rose!” Emma urged, smiling. “I want to hear your voice!” She listened as Marita thumbed through the channels. “How about the first song Rose recognizes, we stop and listen to her sing?”
Deal” Rose said “ as Marita stopped on a Queen Channel “ Warm up the Pipes Girl. Next song is “ Who Wants to Live Forever” Rose began to take a breath and began to sing - and she was.. incredible ë There’s no chance for us .. It’s all decided for us” Rose sang with a crystalline, clear and tender voice. Marita listened with a big smile on her face.
Emma smiled as she listened to Rose belt out the song. If she’d known the lyrics she’d have sang along, but as it was she simply enjoyed having their company. “You’re a natural!” she laughed. “You should have been a pop star!”
“The opportunities just didn’t present themselves when I was younger”Rose said. “ Maybe one day, i’ll take a chance to go into a recording studio and sing for them, but for now other things take precedence. I’m basically a housewife to this chick’ Rose smirked as she pointed to Marita.”Now, of course, there’s caring for you Miss foxy” She shot Emma a grin.” Flora’s in no financial position to do it, and Marita’s jobs pay well, even if they are hush hush.”
Emma smiled. “Thank you both for all your support. Really, it means a lot to me.” She patted her stomach, which was beginning to show whenever she wasn’t wearing a baggy enough shirt. “It’s good to know I have so many people supporting me!”
Well, you need the support, Emma’ Marita said with a smile..” so, the day is yours. Anything goes. Literally anything. Whatever you want to drink or eat. We’ll get it for you. Want to watch something on TV, our remote is yours. Need that baby bump massaged, let us know. And as Flora has likely told you, We are very open-minded about things of an intimate nature- let us know if you have any fetishes, we’ll be glad to fulfill them. We’ll do anything for a girl as lovely as you are Emma. Name it honey, the world is your oyster.”
Emma flushed red as a beet at the forwardness at Rose’s remarks. “I’ll let you know if I really have a hankering for something,” she replied hastily. “Um, I’m a little inexperienced in those ways...maybe you’d like to suggest something? I’m pretty open-minded myself, I’m prepared to try anything really.”
Well, how often have you French kissed?” Rose asked.’ Marita and I really enjoy it, it’s one of the things we do when we begin a romp..and well, just because you have a bun in the oven , doesn’t mean you stop being able to have sex. The desires, needs and passions are still there, along with all the extras that a pregnancy carries with it.’ and if things get too hairy between you and Flora you are always welcome to crash at our place.'
