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Aaliyah
"Aaliyah?"
"Scarlett, come in. It's so good to see you. I needed a little girl time."
She gives me a soft smile "I'm the girl for girl time." But pauses when she notices the expression on my face "Girl time- is it sad or happy time? Though with drinks we could do both."
"Yea, this will probably end up with me unloading more on you. I feel bad for bringing all my problems to you all the time."
"Nonsense. Have you noticed how private you are usually? Tell me what's on your mind."
"Nothing's on my mind, though I guess I'm curious about you. You were talking about Peach the other day and it got me wondering. You said she was your boss, didn't you?"
She nods "why do you ask?"
"Just wondering. I mean, her TV appearance was impressive. I guess it stuck with me."
"Yeah well she is a bitch, behind all that flowery veneer is someone out for herself."
"So, I take it you don't regret leaving."
"Hell. no. Hey why don't you quit your job too? You've told me enough about your boss to make be believe you should."
"Ha." Not like I can't afford it but all that said, I love my job. I'm where I am now because of it. "I think I'll stick it out."
"Well if you're feeling stressed, let me give you a little back message."
I put my hair aside "Alright. Just don't snap something."
"I wouldn't dare." Scarlett comes up behind me and starts rubbing the back of my neck. It feels good and I let myself enjoy it, sinking into her hands "You're so tight, Aaliyah. You could probably do with a full body massage." Is that an offer? I guess Scarlett still has a thing for me "You're right. I could do with one."
"Just let me get this knot out first, I wasn't kidding when I said you were so tight."
I laugh "sure."
She keeps threading into my upper back and I sink into relaxation, shifting face-down onto the sofa and I squirm when Scarlett moves to my lower back, pressing hard to relieve the tension. A few soft moans escape me at points, especially when Scarlett's touch gets deeper.
After a while, she stops and I turn over, feeling shockingly lighter. I see her smiling "You can do me another time."
I grab my glass and give Scarlett her's and I shoot her a smile "Cheers to girl time."
