Chapter 536 Masseur And The Milf(Mature Fuck):>Ep3

• I'd seen seven clients by the time my scheduled lunch break at 1pm came around, and five of them had ended up just wanting a basic massage as relaxation rather than any particular therapy. I'd been expecting this, so while it wasn't exactly challenging I could sort of shut my mind off as I did it, just talking with them about their lives and jobs. Only one of the clients was under fifty, and he was a golfer who had suffered a partially torn calf muscle he was doing some rehab for following his surgery. That was a more delicate and specific massage, but definitely a nice challenge after a morning of old folks coming through as part of their regular routine.
• I was just escorting the golfer out to the lobby so he could go back and change when someone called my name. "Trev? Trevor Brantford, is that you?"
• "Mrs Cargill," I said in surprise. "Hi, how are you?"