The door buzzed and none of the girls seemed very interested. A few moments later, the owner’s head appeared in the doorway of the girl’s room.
“Candy, you’re up! Room two.”
“Time to lose your cherry,” Maddie commented as Candace rose to see her first customer.
She walked down the hallway until she reached the tiny room with a number two on the door. She knocked softly and waited.
“Come in!” a boisterous man’s voice responded.
Candace pushed the door and did her best not to react to the very overweight man in his mid-fifties standing completely naked by the side of the padded, wooden massage table. He had a full thick head of salt and pepper hair which seemed to extended from his head all over his bloated, paunchy body.
*Santa Claus?* Candace joked to herself.
“I’m Candy,” she blurted, and extended her hand to shake.
The man made a confused face, not expecting the attractive teenager to make such a formal introduction.
“I’m Rick,” he responded, smiling as he gobbled her up with his eyes.