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"No, of course not, darling. You're helping your father the only way you can. And if screwing with Mr. Catalano is how you find the money to help your father then thats what it is." she backed her up, beginning to wipe the face mask off. "Here, I'll even give you a few tips. I was his woman for a few months, so I know a few things. If you're put together really well, on time and already trying to provoke him every time you see him, he really likes that and he might even up your pay. He doesn't like sob stories or begging, but he does like thank yous and telling him how he's helped you. And I know there is the no kissing rule, but that doesn't apply to neck kisses. He really likes those. Especially that spot right below his ear, and if you tug on his earlobe with your teeth, he'll go wild. But don't give him a h1ckey, then he'll get really angry," |
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Laurel listened to her words, nodding as she seemed eased by them. "I just.. I've always been on the reserved side, so I guess I fought with myself about it a lot. But I'm glad to hear you don't think it makes me a floozy," she said with a small chuckle. She made note of all the tips, feeling as though she was doing well enough to far. "Thank you. I might have to work on being bold with him, but other than that I can handle being on time and thanking him as many times as I possibly can. Maybe I'll try out the little neck kissing tip tonight.. just no marks," she hummed, already nervous and excited at the thought. He wouldn't be expecting it, and she knew doing what she was just told might give her partial power to unravel such a man. |
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Julie nodded. "Yeah, of course. And yeah, just try to be yourself, some of the girls before and after me tried to be everything they weren't for him, and they got fired very fast," |
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"I'll keep that in mind as well. I can't afford to be fired. I just hope I hold his attention for long enough to be able to thank him in fullness," she sighed and adjusted her position. She decided she wouldn't go all in straight away that night, but perhaps she would be a little more confident if she could stand it without getting embarrassed. |
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"You'll be fine. You're a pretty girl. So long as you're honest and kind to him, you'll be fine," Julie reassured her, finishing up her facial. |
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"Thanks, Julie. I really needed this sort of chat," she smiled, heaving a soft sigh of relief. She didn't dread going to see him that evening anywhere near as bad as before. He really was nice, but outside of business he wasn't all that intimidating at all. |
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"Of course, anytime," Julie smiled. "Alright, roll on over so we can get this massage started," |
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Laurel nodded and rolled over as instructed. She relaxed again, finding that she was looking forward to the massage the most. Having her hair done would be nice as well, which was precisely why she waited for it to be last so it wouldn't be messed up when she laid down. |
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Julie began massaging her back and shoulders, adding hot stones against her spine to relax her further. |
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Laurel groaned, enjoying every last bit of her treatment. She'd definitely be thanking him for that when she arrived. |
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