Eh..

She seems nice, and you don't want to upset her grandma as your supplier, but you've got the business to focus on for now. You tell her that you're really busy right now, but you point her towards some of your professors from your MFP. Once the business is up and running, maybe you'll run into each other another time.

Massage supplies secured, it's time for the last stop of the day -- your new studio. You open the car door for Naomi with a flourish, "After you, Miss," and this time motion for her to scoot as you hop into the back with her. You sense a slight moment of surprise and unease from her at the closeness. Her eyes dart to Marissa's in the rearview, who gives her a thumbs up for encouragement. You move slowly and talk quietly to make sure she's comfortable.

"Marissa said you're interested in a session later," you almost whisper, and she nods very gently, "Have you seen a Cunnilinguist before?" She shakes her head.

"I don't have ANY experience," she confesses. "I grew up on set at Homeflix. My school years were full of fight rehearsals, filming, and press tours. I was homeschooled in my trailer. I never really had a chance to meet boys. I mean there were the other boys on the show but they're like brothers, ew. And even now, all the boys I meet are just looking for clout."

"It's not that I'm a prude," she says, "but I always pictured my first time being with someone special. I was complaining to Marissa the other day about another bad date, and she started talking about you... and how good it feels to just let loose. I realized that more than anything I just want to have a good time with someone who knows what they're doing, y'know?"

You reach out and gently rest your hand next to her thigh, close enough to feel the warmth but not quite touching. "I like to think that as your Cunnilinguist I can be someone special, even though it's not in the same way. I've had the privilege of being the first person to pleasure several women," you think back especially to the trio of interns from last summer, "and I'd love to explore that with you as well, if you'll have me. I'll say this, and I know you know it, but it's something I tell all of my first-timers, but this is my business. What we'll start with is a business relationship, but that business is making sure you are relaxed and happy and satisfied. If we're doing it right, there will be a lot of feelings and hormones and it might feel confusing, but that's natural and we'll work through them together. In time, I hope we can be true friends, special to each other in our own way. You know the oath I took means I can't be the someone special you might have pictured. But I made that choice and do so again every day, because it means I get to meet cute girls like you." At that, you playfully bump her with your shoulder.

Naomi takes in what you've said for a long while as the car makes its way through the hills. Eventually, she rests her hand on yours. "You'll take good care of me?" she asks. You nod. "OK then," and she leans over to rest against your shoulder for the rest of the drive.

Eventually, Marissa pulls up to an ornate gated property in Beverly Hills. When the car shuts off, Naomi rouses from where she drifted off against you. She starts to get embarrassed for falling asleep, but you give her a little squeeze to say it's OK.

"We'll get out here and take the tour. You ready?" says Marissa, excited to show off her work.