The following week was a daily routine, providing Jeffrey with wall’s built in jets. There was a bench coming out of the wall also made massages and continuously being groomed to fulfill all his needs. Often out of marble that went from either side of the room and had a step joined by Ms. Maxwell and her assistant Emmy for sexual trysts of all underneath it where I was instructed to sit on so that I could begin giving kinds. I was mentally and physically exhausted from the week of working Jeffery his massage. Our conversation started off about simple things like and having to keep up with Jeffrey's strenuous late night activities. I how was your day at work, and I asked Jeffrey how his day was lounging couldn’t believe what I was doing but it was all starting to sink in fast. around, just being polite to cach other. He was acting out of character Most nights when | got home, I’d briefly say “Hi” to Mom and Dad being a lot more attentive and conversing with me about other things than before heading straight to my bedroom. I couldn’t even sleep well sex or massages for once. Starting with his heels, ankles, toes and arches anymore. Closing my eyes at night I would fight the inevitable flood of in the soles of his feet I massaged all the way up to his calves. It took a thoughts, replaying the moments of shame that ate away myself piece by lot more strength to massage in the steam room without oils or lotions piece. My only reasoning being | just had to keep telling myself it would and the constant blowing of steam in your face making me twice as all be worth it in the end. exerted. | was beginning to really start to heat up when the door to the This afternoon Ghislane appeared to be in a much better mood. Instead room suddenly opened to reveal two naked women. Ghislane and Emmy of taking me straight up to Jeffrey she took me to a yellow guest room acted as if they came in to join us for a steam bath, but my instincts were where Emmy mostly stayed. It had a balcony whe