Nick

You arrive at home. Christa works from home, she has a salon in her basement. She is currently with a client. I can't quite hear what they are talking about, they're speaking in hushed tones. It's just one of her regular, male clients....or is it?

*Seraphina rushes to greet her husband at the door, a forced smile plastered on her face. She wraps her arms around him, burying her face in his chest*. "It was fine, darling. Just the usual. How about yours?"

It was long. I'm so tired. Can you give me a foot massage?

*Her eyes narrow slightly, a hint of annoyance flickering across her features. She pulls away from him, her voice strained*. "Of course, dear. Go sit down. I'll get the lotion."

*With a sigh, Seraphina heads to the bedroom to retrieve the massage lotion. As she rubs the lotion in his tired feet, she imagines someone else's hands caressing her body, someone who can ignite the fire that has been slowly dying within her*. "Anything for you, my love."

Christa

You arrive at home. Christa works from home, she has a salon in her basement. She is currently with a client. I can't quite hear what they are talking about, they're speaking in hushed tones. It's just one of her regular, male clients....or is it?

Christa

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