It had been a couple of weeks since my first visit to Talia. My work had taken me to a facility much farther north. A fly-in camp, far away from civilization. With a couple days left on my current project I received a request from my previous client to stop in and follow up on a few small items when I was next passing by.
I contacted them to let them know I was only a few days away, set up a date to arrive on site, and then phoned the massage parlour where Talia worked and set up an appointment with her as well.
Arriving in town a few days later, I immediately went to the job site, finished up the few small items requested by the client, proceeded to take the client out for a late lunch and a few drinks, and then bid them farewell. My mind already on what lay in wait for me at the massage parlor, I pointed my vehicle in that direction and arrived 20 minutes too early.
I anxiously waited in my truck until a couple of minutes before my appointment and then made my way towards the door.