Earning Her Five Star Review
I hope you're doing better, jeeves, and i hope you enjoy this story, where my multi-vocational half-twins, the suvel sisters, decide to sweep you off their feet and give you a special sort of massage at their brand new massage parlor!
Silk Doesn't Tear II: 'der Club
The young human politely slipped out, and walked up the next hall to the next parlour.
In Muffet's Web
There'd been more than one person to come through her parlor that got this treatment, and it was always fun. carrow, however, was responding a little differently.
Would you like a Happy Ending?
They walked in to the massage parlor, it was similar to the sign were it was painted blueish green. making corin and his orange tank top the most vibrant thing in the room.
The Cohen Clover, Ch 2
The door at the far end of the parlor opened and angel made a grand entrance. "well well well! looks like someone's getting himself some half-pint lovin'!"
Minotaur Masseuse 3
They would let him re-dress, but instead of going to the bathroom he would exit the parlors back door to a life free of the bull and the steel of chastity.
The Cohen Clover, Ch 1
'the parlor' as it was called, reminded her of the turn-of-millennia pizza parlors her dad used to take the family to when she was growing up.
Fullhearts eve
The noise had been deadened in the parlour, yet now she could truly hear the racket.
Prologue
So we walked into the parlor together, where i grabbed the letter off the coffee table. from there i sat down, discarded the envelope then unfolded the letter carefully.
Sparks of an Ancient Light - Chapter 4
In the parlor, allomere furled his wings, "i should have known you were full of shit!" sam returned to the parlor, "allomere, i'm sorry, i guess she-" "i don't want to hear it!" he nudged timothy, "let's go!"
The Ermine Princess
There was a small tap at the door to the parlor and a young servant walked in, carrying a tray of sliced, honeyed ham.
Hima to Hera
He didn't exactly look as if he was the owner of the tattoo parlor, though most tattoo parlors rarely had any sort of special dress code. the woman turned to hera with her arms crossed over her chest in a huff. "i need a cover up.