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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