Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)
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				Title: <strong>Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBadWolf</strong> on <strong>17-12-2013, 20:59:26</strong>
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				The Opal health spa and hotel laid next to a big lake. It was a huge multilevel building with a lots of places to go. It has a massage palore, shops, restaurants, and several pools both with hot and warm waters. The upper levels served as the hotel rooms, while the ground floor had the other services. Outside the hotel were several sunshades and deckchairs.<br><br>The hotel was also know that almost all of its staff were furries. Dogs, foxes cats and many more, and they did a very great job. No complaints came from the guests and they tried to do their best to help out their guest with any kind of problem they had.<br><br>It was a sunny morning and many guest went to swimming after the breakfast. Ethan Red, the fox lifeguard was on his post and watched the people. He already put out enough towels, so he had nothing to do just sit and watch. Fortunately it was very rare that someone got into trouble. Everybody kept the few basic rules. The funny thing was that most injuries happened outside the pool. Most of the time guests slipped and they hit themselves. Ethan knew the basic first aid, so he could treat them, or call an ambulance when it was necessary. But that happened only one time so far, when an old man fell and broke his leg.<br><br>So he rather enjoyed the sun and the view. Yes there were several pretty girls to watch. He couldn't pick them up, that was against business rules, but it was still nice to look at them. Also he had a few times a one night adventrue with some of them, but not in the hotel. And who knows maybe today he will be lucky.<br><br><hr><br>Rick Black stepped under the shower and washed away his own sweat. He worked out this morning and he had to take a shower before he go to work. He worked at the Opal Spa as a masseur. So he had to sure he was clean. Who would pay for a massage what was performed by a smelly wolf?<br><br>He put his things together, drank his morning coffee then left his flat. Rick had a Harley chopper. He started the engine and smiled, because he liked that noise. But Rick wasn't the racing type. He liked this chopper because it was comfortable and he could go to long trips. The morning traffic was bearable and he reached the spa within half an hour. Rick walked inside his massage room greeted his collages on the way and begin to prepare for his first guest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>17-12-2013, 21:14:09</strong>
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				Amanda had convinced Angel, and Angel still not know how, to go to the hotel for the day. She had packed a small bag that held her purse and other items in it and wore her swim suit under her normal tank top with paint stains and jeans, that matched all the same. She slid her long painter fingers through her blonde hair as it was tied up behind her head and sighed as the car drove up to the hotel and the two girls got out. Amanda paid up for her friend who had driven them here, and the guy drove off like a bat out of hell. <br><br>Amanda stood beside Angel and wrapped her arm around the other girls shoulder. “Welcome to furry heaven.” She joked to her friend before smacking Angel’s ass and sending her forward to the younger woman’s blushing embarrassment. “Come on, you will have fun. I am going to head over for that message coupon I got, but have fun! It is your weekend off isn’t it?”<br><br>It was true, and Angel should be relaxing but she knew that unless her figure drawing picked up by her next project she was in trouble. She sighed and walked into the hotel with her friend. It wasn’t totally selfish of the other woman to bring her along, but after all, Amanda was here to use her coupon and inquire about a special message she heard only happened here, on the other hand Angel was probably just going to go swimming which is why as soon as Amanda dove off in the direction of the spa Amanda went towards the closest pool to walk into the outdoor pool area, setting her things down on the first available chair then look at the water and decide it was time to have fun. <br><br>That was when she hooked her thumbs under the band of her pants and stripped down to her black and violet colored bikini. It was one of Amanda’s old ones actually, and on Angel who had a bigger bust little was left to the imagination. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBadWolf</strong> on <strong>17-12-2013, 21:39:58</strong>
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				Ethan was at the side of the pool and warned two children not to jump into the water. It wasn't deep enough for that, and also they could hurt others inside. As he walked back to his chair he could totally understand them. It was fun to jump into the water rather just climb in. But the hotel have the rules and he had make sure the guests kept it.<br><br>As he sat down again he spotted a newcomer. A very sexy blond girl in a skin tight swim suit. Ethan decided immediately that he will give her a try. But first he decided to wait. That gave him the time to find out if she was alone here and he could have the right moment to move.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>23-12-2013, 02:57:56</strong>
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				Angel slipped out of the last of her things, leaving her only in her swim suit, and then walked towards the water. She saw out of the corner of her eyes some kids get in trouble and could only smile; of course they wanted to jump into the pool, she would want to as well if she could. Instead she kneeled down and slid her rump across the concrete before sliding her legs into the water and softly pushing herself off of the concrete before dunking herself under the water, letting her blonde hair halo around her head before pushing off the wall and swimming forward. <br><br>She had never been very good at keeping her breath held for a long period of time, but she thought that she did pretty well when she came back up then paddled to the other edge of the pool. Once she was there she grabbed ahold of the edge and pulled herself, leaving her legs in the water as she sat on the edge water dripping down from her hair and body as she looked around feeling better after sliding through the water and now taking an inventory of the area around her curious about what else was actually going on. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBadWolf</strong> on <strong>26-12-2013, 10:08:17</strong>
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				She noticed there was more people at the pool when she arrived. All the chairs now were occupied so she arrived just in time. More and more people went into the pool. Families with their children and a couple of elderly people as well. She could spot a few young ones around her age.<br><br>While she was swimming Ethan went back to his chair and watched her. He took quick glances around the whole area but mainly his attention was on her. When she finally finished swimming he grabbed a towel and walked towards her. He wore just a shirt a short and slippers. The only thing what gave away that he was member of the staff was his shirt with the text 'Life Guard'. Beside that he was furry, because no furries were amongst the guests right now.<br><br>He stopped next to Angel and put on his best smile.<br>"Hello. You might need one of these" he said and offered the white towel to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>26-12-2013, 19:51:55</strong>
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				Angel had been taking note of what was going on around the pool kicking her legs a little when she noticed something out of the corner of her eye that seemed to be an odd color, when she turned towards it she noticed why. It was a furry, a staff member from the look of his t-shirt and she smiled as he walked up to her. She slid her legs out as he started to offer her the towel and then was on her feet to take it as she pulled it around her body and grabbed some of her long blonde hair to strain out with the soft folds of it as she looked at him. <br><br>“Thank you… name?” She asked tilting her head to the side as her grabbed more of her hair to towel dry as goose bumps started to form lightly over her skin from the temperature difference in the pool to the crispier air outside of it. She didn’t mind at all though. <br><br>“Oh, I am Angel.” She added on, just in case. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBadWolf</strong> on <strong>26-12-2013, 22:10:43</strong>
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				"My name is Ethan. Are you a new guest here? I haven't seen you here before." he asked. Ethan moved a bit so he could see the entire pool while he was talking to her. Trouble usually happened when he let down his guard. Fortunately the none of the guests tried something foolish and the parents look after their children. So his attention was back on her again.<br><br>He had to concentrate to look in her eyes and not looking down. She could notice that he checking her out and only a few girl find that appealing. Angel looked like a nice girl and he didn't want her to catch him starring at her body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>28-12-2013, 04:28:28</strong>
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				Angel was confused as to why the life guard was talking to her, but it seemed that he might be trying to talk or even flirt with her and she blushed at the thought of that. She smiled at him and brushed her hair back behind her ear as she looked around the pool again then back at him, surprise when she did to find him looking at her face and now down elsewhere, she smiled at it as she said back. <br><br>“I am, it is my first time here. My friend was interested in getting a message so she dragged me out here for a day off from classes and work. I am only here today I think.” She says, shrugging her shoulders and smiling up at him. “I am here until dinner, if I remember my friend’s time table correctly.” She explained with a slightly raised eyebrow. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBadWolf</strong> on <strong>29-12-2013, 16:19:18</strong>
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				Ethan was happy to see her smile.<br>"I see. It is a good place to rest but it is too fancy for my taste. But maybe I say this because this is a workplace for me. Do you plan to have dinner here or somewhere else?" he asked. Ethan know soon he had to head back to his post, but he wanted to ask her out. He didn't like rush things but as he said it was his workplace and if his boss catch him flirting with guests he would be in trouble. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>02-01-2014, 14:16:12</strong>
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				She smiled up at him and shook her head. “Lunch here will be expensive enough, my friend and I, I think, are planning to grab food on our way back towards our apartment complex.” She says, sliding her fingers through some of her hair as she watched him, curious as to why he had picked her out of the crowd to try and talk to. Then again, she could think of a pair of reasons why and they were right around the spot there her towel was trying to slide loose from. <br><br>“Anyway, I should probably not distract you from your work. I would not want you getting into trouble.” She says, behind her innocent expression wondering just how this furry boy would react to her trying to get back into the water once again. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBadWolf</strong> on <strong>04-01-2014, 11:01:39</strong>
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				Ethan wanted to hear what she said, that they won't eat in the hotel.<br>"In that case how about I'll show you a place? It is a very nice family business and the food is delicious. What do you say?"<br><br>"Oh, don't worry about me. Anyway as long as you are here I will be distracted!" he replied to her with a teasing smile. "But you're right, I have to go back soon, so would you like to come that restaurant with me?" Ethan know this was the moment of truth. He hoped she would say yes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>05-01-2014, 06:29:36</strong>
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				Angel looked over at him once more as he asked her to the restaurant and she smiled at him for it. Oh yes, she was surprised by this, but then again she had through that he might be trying to flirt with her. She tugged on a strand of hair for a moment appearing in thoughts before winking back at him. “Find me at the end of your post, I will probably be in here most of the day.” She replied before she took a step forward she slid herself down into the pool letting the splash go towards him as she did so. <br><br>Meanwhile; Amanda had walked into the spa area and gotten her appointment set up for the specialist that she had been looking forward to meeting and in the interim before he got to her she went into the changing room and got herself wrapped up in the towel, ready for the message she paused for a few moments to look at herself in the mirror and smiled at her dark cascades of hair before she walked from the changing room and into the spa, looking around silently for the table that she would be taken care of on before walking towards her, moving her hips lightly just thinking about the question – or threat – she might pose soon enough. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBadWolf</strong> on <strong>05-01-2014, 15:27:05</strong>
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				Seeing her wink his smile widened.<br>"Okay, then we meet later. Have fun, and if you need anything just ask me." Ethan said as she went in the pool again. He didn't mind the splash either. For now he walked back to his post and continue to watch all the guests. Of course his gaze often find Angel in the crowd.<br><br><br>Amanda easily find the room she was searching for. Inside Rick waited for her. She was his first client of the day. He stood up and greeted her.<br>"Good morning ma'am. Please get comfortable here" he patted the massage table. "What kind of massage do you want. Relaxing, refreshing or you have some specific in mind?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>05-01-2014, 19:17:01</strong>
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				Amanda walks across the room, her black curls bouncing as she walked towards the table and summed up the furry man in front of her. Oh, yes, he would do nicely. Of course she had never been with a furry herself before, but from her friends recollections she had heard that they could be very good partners. On the other hand, she had something in mind already as she slid over to the table and jumped up onto it, setting her bottom against the cold surface as she turned to him, smiling and stating. <br><br>“I actually have something already in mind, if you could pardon me for dropping the name Elizabeth Mull in your lap for just a moment.” She raised an eyebrow at him, testing just how well he knew his more ‘special’ customers. It had been a while since the other woman had come by to see him, after all. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBadWolf</strong> on <strong>05-01-2014, 20:41:44</strong>
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				"Elizabeth Mull?" he asked back. It was still in the morning for him so he toughed about it. Then he remembered the woman, and also remembered what massage he gave to her. He suspect she was here for the same thing, but of course she had to ask for it. He couldn't be sure. However seeing her beautiful body he wouldn't say no to her. Indeed he asked for extra money for this treatment, but he liked to select his special clients.<br>"Yes I remember her. She was here a month ago. Maybe two. Do you know each other?" he asked back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>06-01-2014, 01:04:59</strong>
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				Amanda smiled as the man took his time, but slowly the realization came over him and to her it appeared that he was playing off her hint. She moved to lay across the table as she watched him and smiled at him nodding her head. “Yes, she was here a while ago. Not exactly a friend, I used to work with her actually. She had told me about your messages though, referred me here. I thought that I would come here and see what you could do.” She said, smiling as she moved to lay on her stomach on the message table her long legs getting comfortable over the table as she stated. <br><br>“If it goes well, I might even come back for something more.” It was another hint, of course, she wasn’t going to ask him for it right out without knowing how he normally worked first. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBadWolf</strong> on <strong>06-01-2014, 06:41:05</strong>
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				"I see." Rick said and waited for her to get comfortable on the table. "So what kind of massage would you like?" he asked her again. He need to know for sure if she was up for it or not. Even if she knew about his special treatment she might want a normal massage first. He stepped to a small table and checked the oils. Upon her decision he would choose the right one.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>07-01-2014, 02:44:25</strong>
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				Amanda got herself situated on the table, comfortable upon its surface and thought about it and then smiled. “Full body, slow please, relaxing – try to make me fall asleep.” She says before closing her eyes and allowing her body to relax. She was not going to ask him for the other message, not until the end when she was sure that she liked his technique normally after all. She was ready and comfortable on the bed, silently shivering inside at the thought of the oils sliding over her body already. It had been too long since she had gotten her dancer muscles relaxed after all. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBadWolf</strong> on <strong>07-01-2014, 06:34:58</strong>
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				"Okay" said Rick and picked an oil bottle. He walked to the table and gently opened her towel enough to have full access to her back. He poured some oil on it and he started to cover her body. His touch was gentle as he spread the oil on her skin. It felt nothing more than stroking her skin. He moved down to her legs and oiled them up as well.<br><br>He returned to her back again,and this time Rick applied more force. It was at the border of pleasant and unpleasant. Also his moves were quick. He worked on an area then he went to the other. Once he finished with her entire body he started over again, but this time much slower and with less force. The first round needed to soften up her muscles and the relaxing started with the second round. He spent more time on each area of her body, paying special attention to her neck and shoulders, and her calves.<br><br>Also his touch was somewhat different than a human, but in a good way. Rick sometimes used the fur on his hands to just brush her skin and made her feel being caressed. He used this method after her skin became somewhat dry. Then he applied more oil and he started over again. The whole massage went on for almost an hour.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>08-01-2014, 02:42:46</strong>
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				Amanda closed her eyes as the message started and she would not open them back up until the end. Of course, she didn’t fall to sleep instantly. She was awake through the first round of the message as he was getting her muscles relaxed, it worked and she could tell as by the time he was going over her body a second time she was relaxing and did actually fall to sleep on him. In her sleep though she accidently purred when his fur brushed over her skin. <br><br>At the end of the hour her eyes fluttered open and she took in a deep breath whispering,” Damn, that was good…” under her breath as she wiggled her shoulders slightly. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Art therapy (Jemady Angel and BigBadWolf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBadWolf</strong> on <strong>08-01-2014, 17:39:47</strong>
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				It was just as good for Rick too. He liked to massage beautiful and sexy women like Amanda.<br>"I hope you enjoyed." he said as he put the oil back to its place. Then he walked to a tap and washed his hands.<br>"Do you do some sport?" he asked casually. During the massage he noticed that she had to do some physical activity.
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