The two had a nice and lovely dinner sharing things from their past. Denny asked Trisha this and that, in return, he also shared stories of his childhood. They wrapped things up in the kitchen with Denny washing things while Trisha did the ones Denny would allow her to do. Soon they were up to the bedroom, did their before-bed regular rituals of brushing their teeth only. Denny did not let Trisha wash up."You did not go anywhere else after our bath in the afternoon; you don't have to take a shower before bed tonight," he decisively declared. He did the same, but as a habit, he rinsed his face after brushing his face, and when he looked up to see his face in the mirror, he saw Trisha looking at him with envy."Do you wanna wash your face?" he asked.Trisha bit her lips in surprise to see Denny saw her watch him freely wash his face with warm water from the lavatory's faucet. She timidly nodded. "Wait," Denny replied. He took a small towel from the toilet and rinsed it with warm water
"Now, I feel sorry for Monday," Trisha giggled as she appeased Denny with sweet kisses peppered around his whole face. "But we have to get ready; we don't you labeled with tardiness at work because of me," she cupped his face and stared at him with a gleeful smile. He looked adorable as he whined about it being Monday and could not retaliate as he wanted. She felt the need to take the lead, or they might really end up being late. Denny would be late for work, although Trisha can visit her mom any time of the day. She moved from sitting on his lap and got off from the bed with Denny's hands in her hold, silently guiding him to get up and get ready. Denny kept groaning in his protest, but he was also aware they really had to move to make it to work in time. He did not say anything even when Trisha suggested he wash up alone in the bathroom while she prepared their breakfast.That was what she declared, but Trisha actually went to get herself washed up and ready in the bathroom next to
On the way to the City hospital, Denny received a call from an agent he was trying to make contact with to dispose of the old medical equipment. They are lying there useless in the stockroom areas, consuming so much space which could have been useful for other equipment that they have up to date. Denny's idea was to ask for any way those pieces of medical equipment could be scrapped and make any amount possible from it than keeping them idle till they rust beyond redemption or recognition. "I would love to send you to your mom's ward, but I am afraid I will have to leave right away," Denny apologetically spoke to Trisha as soon as the call was ended. Trisha shook her head with a genuine smile. "No, no, it's okay. You're a busy man. I am already more than grateful you gave me a ride," Trisha replied, dusting his suit jacket as she saw a strand of long hair on it. She was conscious to think it was hers. "I just have a little problem..." Denny stared at the girl next to him. He was w
Trixie walked along with Trisha, still holding her arm with a cut, still hiding it from Trisha's sight as she graciously acted and moved like usual in front of everyone around them. They sat at the Ob-gyne's waiting lounge area where Trixie was when Trisha called. There were a few people waiting in the line along with them, but Trixie must have had an appointment that she was called right away."Angela Wade!" A nurse called."You sit here for a while, okay?" Trixie said. Trisha nodded and assured the lady that she would stick around until Trixie returned. "Don't go anywhere. I mean, anywhere. If you want to go to the restroom, wait for me, do you understand?" Trisha grinned widely at Trixie's orders. However, she still nodded her head obediently. "I will be sitting right here until you return," Trisha tapped the sides of her seat to convince Trixie that she wouldn't go anywhere. She felt a bit intrigued by Trixie's sudden change of tone. She sounded panicked, but Trisha had no idea
"Not yet; she was not in her ward when I arrived here. The nurses told me she was brought to have some routine checks and will be back more or less an hour," Trisha replied. "I was on my way to have some coffee downstairs when I saw you.""Do you think she will be back in her ward now?" Asked Trixie again.Trisha checked her phone screen for the digital clock it had. She looked up at Trixie with a smile."I don't think so; besides, she will still be in her room even after we had a cup of coffee," Trisha chuckled. "That is if you still have time," she stated with a hesitating smile. "I am sure you are busy, but I wish to buy you a cup of coffee if I can."Trixie gave Trisha a thoughtful smile. Then she clasped her right hand with Trisha's left and gently tugged her to start walking."Let's go get that cup of coffee then! I have all-time in the world for you until lunch today, dearie," Trixie happily exclaimed. "Really?! That's awesome!" Trisha yelped with joy. "Isn't this my lucky day
Trisha did not know how to answer Trixie's question right away. But as she would always do, she admitted every little thing to her mentor as she was asking. Her answer might also bring her new knowledge of corrections or realizations. Trixie is a wise woman, as to Trisha's opinion of her, and being in the world of sex service, Trisha was aware that Trixie is considered an all-knowing Goddess. "Honestly?" Trisha started after a deep breath. "I am thankful not to have to serve a lot of men because I am in contract with only one man."Trixie nodded. She felt the same relief for Trisha. "I was hoping for that, actually. I have been worrying about you ever since you finished your training," Trixie exhaled a breath loudly. "I even asked your manager to make sure you were given to the best clients their club has. And I am glad things worked out amazingly."Trixie raised her mug lightly to cheer Trisha. She did pull some strings, but to her best relief, even if she did not do such things, t
Without concealing her true and honest feelings, Trisha replied without hesitations."I am beyond grateful of him," Trisha drew in a deep breath and continued. "I cannot imagine how I am doing right now if I have not met such a kind man. I know we are client and service girl bonded, yet, I am more than just thankful. He is so considerate. He is not even too old to be out of women to take my place and do my job without formalities of contract, but maybe since he knew what reasons I had to be working at Sweet Haven. He even protected me when his sister came to pay his home a visit blaring the doorbell to breakage as we overslept." Trisha giggled at the moments while they were preparing to go down, hurriedly getting clothed.Trixie's ears stood in attention when she heard the sister. It gave her a slight hint of possible danger-causing Trisha at the moment. A bit absurd but still possible. "What do you mean he protected you?" Trixie managed to make her voice sound nonchalant, although
"Mom, I have someone here to visit you today!" Trisha happily greeted her mom as soon as she and Trixie got into the ward. "She is a very good mentor of mine," she added with pride.Trixie smiled and walked closer to the sickbed to see Trisha's mother's face to greet the lady in the bed. She saw from the patient's chart the name was Elaine Silver. Age was forty-six. "Hi, Elaine! I have been longing to see where your daughter got her beauty. Now I know," Trixie greeted with a cheerful heart. "Can I borrow your daughter as mine while you're still in here? She will be my daughter until you get better."Trixie winked at Trisha. The latter smiled. "Thank you," Trisha whispered, then turned to her mom, who was still unconsciously lying on the bed. "So please don't worry about us, mom, okay? Just rest and get better; we will have a good meal together.""Yes, yes, that is right," Trixie eagerly agreed. The caretaker came. Trisha almost forgot there was supposed to be right beside her mom w