ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #4
Date: 11/3/2015,
Categories:
Celebrities,
Author: FrankSinner
... table while a pair of strong hands worked her over, rubbing out all of her stress and anger with each touch. Next to her, Amy lay in the same position, getting the same treatment, and made the same moaning and grunting sounds as her masseuse was clearly a bit rougher with the touch, but clearly that was what Mrs Spencer Shay was into. "Getting way too handsy!" shouted a voice from the opposite side as Sam. On the other side of Amy, Trina was getting ground into by a very masculine woman, which Trina was not a fan of in the least, but at least the eldest Vega found it effective. "Just keep it above the waist, Lady Lurch." The sneer being given to Trina's back could practically be heard through the room, as the woman did her best to abide by the wishes of this annoying bitch. "Sweet chizz," Sam said softly, as the masseuse hit the sweet spot. "Momma's been waiting for you to get that nerve. Like magic." Amy smiled into her towel, but quickly started getting up, trying to cover up as best she could. "I think I need to go," she said, reaching into her robe to check her phone. "Yup. Savanna needs my help… you girls have fun." "Guess we can try…" Trina said with a sigh, annoyed that she was relegated to spending time with the girl she had wanted to strangle for a quite of bit of the previous day. "So you used to live with Cat, right?" "Yeah… for a little while," Sam said stiffly. "Things got weird after a ...
... while so I left. Not much more to say." "Any validity to those rumours that you and period-head used to fool around?" "If you're talking about Cat, that's a pretty shitty thing to call her. And also, that's none of your fucking business." "Whoa… I was just calling her a fun name. You don't have to be so offended by everything," Trina said, looking up from her towel. "Sorry… but I guess that answers my question." Sam wanted to jump from the table and strangle her, but she settled for giving Trina's masseuse a look, as if to send a secret signal. "Ma’am?" the strong woman asked Trina, "Would you be interested in one of our honey and melon baths? They are great for opening your pores through your chest and stomach." "Sure," Trina said, starting to adjust so she could flip over. "But not by you… I want whoever the guy was who was working on Amy in here… he can do it." "I'll pass," Sam said, starting to stretch a bit so her assistant could hit some better places. "No surprise there," Trina said, rolling her eyes. "Usually trash has no idea what it's missing." "Something like that, I'm sure." There was a couple minutes of silence as Trina flipped over, placed cucumbers over her eyes, and enjoyed a man's touch as he spread a warm, sweet smelling substance from her face all the way down to her groin. "You know, Cat and I used to be really good friends." Sam looked over at the ...