Authors: U
around her totally satisfied body and headed to the bathroom to take a
shower. Glancing down at the trash can in the bathroom, she gave
herself a mental note that she needed to dispose of the used condom
laying on the clear plastic. She would do that later.
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The next day she woke to the sound of someone banging on her
door. Rolling over, her nose planted in her pillow, the smell of Casey
still lingered on the sheets. Scrunching her face deeper into the pillow
Paige inhaled his sexy masculine scent, and the smell of their sex.
The pounding sounded again and she yelled. "Hold on!"
Irritated at being woken up after only two hours of sleep she rolled
out of bed. Her entire body ached in places she forgot she even had,
she hurt, but in a good way and a secretive smile lit her face. Slipping
into her shorts and t-shirt, she peaked out the peep hole. Groaning to
herself, Paige wasn't sure she wanted to face Rosa, but she had to
because she knew the woman would not go away until she answered
the door. She peeped through the hole again. Rosa raised her hand to
pound on the door again, so she opened it before her hand made
contact.
With a smile on her face, Rosa pushed the door open further and
waltzed in. "You ready for breakfast? I'm starving."
Paige stared at her as if she were nuts, her brows drawn together in
exasperation. "I was sleeping!"
"Oh come on. You can't tell me you were up all night long." Rosa
had her back to her, and turned around when Paige didn't answer her.
"You were up all night weren't you?"
The heat spreading across her face said it all. She didn't have to say
a word.
Rosa laughed. "Good for you! Now come on. Brush your teeth
I'm taking you to breakfast."
Paige wanted to crawl back into bed, but in this mood, Rosa would
not leave her alone. Plus, she wasn't a whiner. So she stumbled into
the bathroom, ran a brush through her hair and brushed her teeth.
Looking in the mirror, it was strange, but she saw a difference in her
own reflection. Her skin shined and a smile lay just below the
surface.
When she walked out of the bathroom as refreshed as she could on
two hours sleep, she was ready to face the day, kind of.
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Rosa looked at her and nodded. "See, I told Casey what you
needed was a good old fashioned fuck so you could relax."
Paige was astounded. "You did set us up, I knew it!" She stared at
her friend, her hands fisted on her hips.
"I didn't set it up. He just asked why you looked so stressed." Rosa
shook her head in denial. Paige didn't quite believe her. When she
opened her mouth to argue Rosa cut her off. "It's not open for
discussion. Where I'm concerned, nothing happened. So let's go."
Paige eyed her friend, knew that look and nothing more was said on
the subject. Arm and arm, they headed down the hallway and out to a
taxi that was waiting by the curb. She realized she was hungry.
Once they were through eating, Rosa wouldn't tell her where they
were going, but Paige found herself in the back seat of a taxi, heading
off base. When they pulled to a stop in front of a boutique, she turned
to Rosa. "What are you up to?"
"Come on, we have an appointment." Rosa grabbed her by the hand
and pulled her out of the backseat and through the door of the store.
The women inside the boutique called their greetings when the two
women entered, one rushing forward and bowing.
Rosa talked with the woman and Paige heard her name a few times.
The women kept bowing, and then a small fragile looking woman
stepped forward, gently touched her hand and began pulling her
towards the back. Paige frowned over her shoulder at Rosa, not
understanding what was happening.
"Just go with it and stop worrying. This is Chie." Rosa laughed
introducing the woman then pushed Paige gently on the shoulder to
start her forward motion then followed her through a small doorway.
Tables covered with sheets were placed side by side; Paige gave a
relieved smile when she realized they were getting massages. Chie
spoke again, motioning towards her front. Paige had no clue what she
was saying and glanced to Rosa for assistance.
"She is telling you to remove your clothing and get under the
sheet." Rosa said through the thin material since she was already
lifting her snug t-shirt up and over her head.
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Paige hadn't noticed before, but Rosa wasn't wearing a bra. She
averted her eyes. She was more modest than Rosa, turning her back
to unbutton her shirt. Glancing over her shoulder, she noticed Chie
and Rosa paid her no attention. She slipped off her tennis shoes, shed
her clothes and hopped onto the table covering up quickly before
anyone noticed.
"After being with Casey for hours, you have got to be sore." Rosa
just had to bring it up.
Paige's face flamed red. Her body
was
sore but she didn't want to
talk about it. She was doing her best to not think about what she had
done.
Rosa lay down on the bed and nonchalantly pulled the sheet over
her lower half, but kept her top bare. Chie moved into place and
began rubbing oils across her stomach and breasts.
Paige jumped when she felt someone tug on her sheet. Her head
whipped to the side and her eyes met the dark brown eyes of the
woman holding the corner of the sheet, a bottle of oil in her hand.
The lights had dimmed and very soft music played in the background.
"Oh for Pete's sake." Paige rolled her eyes and sighed deeply. She
had never had a full body massage and this was completely
embarrassing. Taking a deep breath, she cringed, but released the
sheet and allowed the woman to pull it down to her waist. The warm
oil sprinkled across her skin and a shiver ran through her. The
woman's hands were strong when she began massaging the front of
her shoulders, moving down and around her breasts to rub across her
stomach.
Paige began to relax, her muscles losing the tension she didn't
realize she still felt. After last night, she didn't think her muscles
would work, period. She didn't move when the sheet was pulled
further down and the woman's hand ran across her hips and over her
lower stomach to her thighs. The woman's small strong hands gently
kneaded her tight muscles until she felt like they were mush.
After the massage, Paige felt completely relaxed and a little
embarrassed at the thoughts that had went through her mind while the
woman rubbed on her. Being with Casey hours earlier had sent her
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mind into over active mode. Her body was on fire and she couldn't
stop thinking about Casey and couldn't believe she could be horny so
soon after such mind blowing sex. The woman's hands rubbing all
over her didn't help that aspect.
Sliding slowly from the table she dressed and followed Rosa,
wondering where they were heading to next. It didn't take long to find
out. They walked out the door of the massage parlor and right
through the door of the next establishment.
The women surrounded them, giggling and talking amongst
themselves, they walked around her, looking her up and down before
leading her towards the back.
By this time Paige had given up asking questions and just went
with it. Standing in a dressing room, clothes were brought in by the
handfuls for her to try on. While she came out from behind the
curtain, Rosa, standing with her hand on her chin, assessed how each
outfit looked.
Paige enjoyed the fashion show and found that she actually looked
good in some of the clothing she would never have looked twice at.
Turning in the mirror she admired the black long sleeved dress she
wore. When she glanced over her shoulder, apparently Rosa didn't
like it, her lip lifted in a slight snarl. So Paige hurried behind the
curtain and took it off. Slipping into her clothing she felt drab and
wished she could afford the clothes she had been trying on. The price
tags were outrageous. She could buy three or four outfits in the states
for the price of just one from this store.
The pile of clothing she had tried on was substantial. Rosa was
gesturing and speaking to the women in fluent Japanese. Paige
admired how easily she fit in wherever she went. The women began
picking up the outfits and heading towards the check-out counter.
Paige panicked. "Uh, Rosa, wait. I can't afford this."
Rosa waived her off. "Don't worry about it." She smiled and
continued towards the counter, swishing her ass from side to side.
She pulled a credit card from the small hand bag she carried with her.
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"I'm serious Rosa, I can't afford these and I am not letting you buy
them for me." Paige stood firm. She was not going to allow this to
happen.
"We are going out again tonight and we will be dressing up. You
can either let me do this now, or I will just come back and get one for
you later." Rosa turned back to the women and started waving her
hands around again, pointed out which outfit she preferred. The
others were taken behind the curtain of the store room.
The turquoise blue dress was pretty, Paige thought, but seethed at
the fact that she Rosa wouldn't listen to her. In reality, she could
afford the clothing. She was just not the type to squander hard earned
money on silly things like this. Not to mention the strappy little shoes
that matched the dress would have cost her the yearly shoe allowance
she usually set aside.
Rosa grinned and was proud of her purchase. Paige released a
breath in frustration. "The store is delivering the package to my room
so we don't have to worry about carrying it with us."
"Rosa, thank you, but I really wish you hadn't." Paige was really
upset over the purchase and didn't know why it affected her so much.
At the curb Rosa didn't respond, she lifted her hand and waved
down a passing taxi that immediately swerved to the side. The man
reached over the seat and pushed the door open for them to climb in.
Paige was too preoccupied with thinking about the dress that she
didn't realize they were stopping a short drive later in front of another
store. Sighing, she scooted across the seat and followed Rosa, again.
This time they were at a salon. Paige found herself sitting in a
chair, the women fussing over her silken blonde hair. She wondered
if they could tell that she kept it died that color. The mousy brown
hair that was her natural color was riddled with grey.
Several women broke away and gathered around Rosa while the
others remained with Paige, running their fingers through her hair,
talking and motioning towards her face. Then the cape went flying
around her neck, they tied her up and began spritzing her hair with
water.
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Rosa saw the panicked look on her face and shook her head.
"Paige!" She snorted a laughed through her nose. "How many times
do I have to tell you to relax? Just go with it?"
"Well, I'm kinda fond of my hair and don't want it messed up. How
do you know they can do it right?" Paige frowned, the chair was
turned and she was forced to turn away from glaring at Rosa.
"I have been here before."
Now that made sense. Why Rosa seemed to be so familiar and
comfortable with the area. Maybe she did know Casey after all and
had set the meeting up between them. Releasing another sigh, she let
her back fall against the clear plastic draping the leather chair and
stared at the mirror.
The women never broke stride.
Paige was forced to close her eyes when she saw the scissors start
whacking away at the long hair that hung around her face.
The chair was turned this way and that, Paige couldn't see how they
were cutting her hair and she was afraid to look. They wrapped
something in her hair and tapped her on the shoulder, bowing lightly
their hands palm up, motioning for her to precede them to another
chair where she would sit under the dryer.
Rosa was already sitting in the dryer next to hers flipping through a
magazine, not glancing up or saying a word when she sat down next
to her.
Paige didn't say anything either and allowed the contraption to be
lowered onto her head. Once it was turned on, she couldn't hear over