did massage on the side, I stated I was only reading the book and had not ever pleasantly. She said the boss was upstairs and waiting my arrival, so yet began to study but one day J would love to practice massage therapy. with that I said bye to my dad and began to follow Ghislane up the stairs. She introduced herself as Ghislane Maxwell. I would later find out that IT was so nervous, but I didn’t show it. I kept my reserve and demeanor she was the daughter of the late prominent businessman and disgraced cool as ice, trying show maturity for the open position. We continued on newspaper tycoon, Robert Maxwell. I told her my name is Jenna pointing to the massage room, passing by a grand crystal chandelier, and a couple to my nametag on my shirt and offered her a cold or hot beverage, as lengthy wooden hall tables displaying a multitude of photos displaying those were my instructed duties at work. She accepted a tea and went on young girls and beautiful women, trying not to gawk at them I didn’t to chat a bit about this rich guy that she worked for and she knew off- even notice that some of those girls were only wearing their smile. hand that he was looking for a massage therapist. Just doing me a good ; Ghislane asked me how my day at work was and I told her it was easy deed out of her kindness of her heart, I’m sure, she offered to introduce peasy as always just trying to make simple conversation. There was a me to him. I declined her first proposition, thinking out loud, told her I fork at the end of the staircase and she led me to the right hand side. The didn’t know the body well enough to even attempt an interview. She lights were dimmed in the bedroom but I could still see the King Size bed didn’t seem worried at all by my fear of incompetence saying that if he in the middle of room, we did a U-turn around the bed, which led us into liked me enough he would get me the best training in the industry. a massage room. Dripping in luxury I could’ve definitely compare