Novels by Classic Writer

When he arrived, he filled out his W2 tax form. Hao had three clients scheduled that morning. He introduced Russ as his soon-to-be replacement and requested they allow him to stay to observe. One new client declined. The other two were regulars and happily agreed. Even asking Russ to massage their breasts as Hao provided special service with his fingers. Russ knew he was going to like this job.On Sunday, he was with Hao for just two clients. Both were stunners, got oral, and one sucked Russ as Hao ate her. The third requested privacy. While Hao was busy with the third client, Kim spent the hour teaching Russ the finer points of masturbating a woman by using Lan first and then her own pussy. He managed to bring both to orgasm twice.On Tuesday, Kim took Russ under her wing and worked with clients actually doing massages. Clients were told this was a free four-hand special. There were no special services even offered to these clients.Thursday only had one client for Hao. They shared t

"You are eighteen, right?""Yes.""My mother wants to know if you would be interested in a part-time job.""What kind of job?" Russ asked."Working here, giving massages.""I don't know anything about giving a massage, and there's no way I would do the extra thing you did."Lan laughed. "We'll teach you about the massages. Hao told my mother he's going back to Vietnam for the summer. About a third of our clients are women who prefer male hands to those of a female. Many of them come here for the special services we offer. Unless you choose otherwise, you wouldn't be expected to work on male clients," Lan assured him."But I would be providing it to the females?""If that's what they desire and are willing to pay for it.""Who teaches me that part?" Russ asked."My mother, me, and Hao. Before you ever walk into one of the rooms solo, we'll have taught you everything you need to know.""Why me? I'm not even Vietnamese.""You're considerably larger than Hao. My mother thinks you would be

Lan led him down a short hall and into a dimly lit room with a massage table, a single chair, and a table."Would you like soft music or quiet?""Quiet, I guess.""Oil?""Sure, I guess.""The other option is dry. Oil is better," she clarified."Okay," he said nervously."Russ, relax. No one is going to bite you. This will be very relaxing," Lan assured him."Okay. I've just never had a massage before.""Never?" she asked."Never.""That's a shame. They're awesome. I'll step out. Take everything off and put your clothes on the chair. There's a towel on the table so you can cover your bottom. Lay on your stomach with your face here," she said pointing to the padded hole in the table.Lan turned and left the room, closing the door behind her. Russ sat on the chair and removed his shoes then tucked his socks inside them. As he continued undressing he was feeling a bit disappointed. He had been hoping for extra service, but with a classmate doing the massage, he figured that was no longer

At his six-week follow-up with the doctor, Russ was cleared to return to school. His gait was still off a bit, and he still needed the knee cages, but at least he could get his life back.Russ returned to school after Christmas break. The first day went pretty well. He got a lot of welcome backs and smiles. Beth had moved on to another football player and essentially ghosted him. By the end of day two, Russ had discovered what being a nobody was like. He could count the number of people who even spoke to him on one hand.His therapy was scheduled for after school that day. Maggie, his therapist, picked up on his mood."What happened to the hard charging guy I've been working with?" she asked."Reality kicked in.""Five more. Push!" she ordered. "Meaning what?"Russ finished the set then sat up looking at her."Before my injury I was a somebody. Quarterback for the team. Popular, at least, when we won. Dated a hot cheerleader. That's all over now. Even the people I thought were my frie

Teen gets a part time job that mom wouldn't like.Enjoy reading..*********At seventeen, Russell 'Russ' Robinson had it all. He was a straight A student, good looking, had a great personality, was the star quarterback of his high school football team, and dated the prettiest, most popular girl in the school.It all came crashing down at the homecoming game when both outside linemen from the opposing team hit him and took out the ligaments in his knees. He was carried off the field and taken by ambulance to the hospital.His mother, Julie, was sitting next to his bed when the orthopedist came in."So, how long am I going to be sidelined?" Russ asked."Son, how much do you know about knee anatomy?" the doctor asked."Not a lot," Russ replied."Your knees bend and straighten, much like a hinge. Ligaments connect one bone to the other to keep them in place and prevent movement in other directions. Follow me so far?" he asked."Yeah," Russ replied."The MRI shows that all four main ligame

"I had overheard a little, but had no clue how established it was. In option four your grandfather would permit me a lover, but it would be of his choosing. You and I would continue living as we were, and you would get your inheritance. There was no question which option I would select. I was essentially agreeing to an arranged marriage with an unknown man. I had no clue the man your grandfather would choose would be my son. Robbie, I never expected you to get roped into this mess.""Mom, even knowing I was option four, I would have picked that for you. You made the right choice.""You aren't upset with me?""Not at all," her son replied.Both looked up when they heard a knock on the door. Rob walked over and opened it, seeing a handsome collared man and woman standing there."Can I help you?" Rob asked."We're here to provide your morning service," the woman said, smiling."Oh, sure. Come on in."The man stepped in and headed straight for the bed. He was smiling and stroking the bigg