Nikki laughed to herself as she walked around the couch to one of the plush chairs. Still naked, she set herself down gently and crossed her legs; her slight weight pressed lightly into the soft cushions.

  "You don't like the other sex much do you?"

  Kim watched as the Amazon set down her glass on a nearby table; the crystal sounded against the hard wood. She lifted up her long legs and lay them over the back of the couch as she settled back further into her seat. She brought up her hands in front of her, touching the fingers together, and thought in silence for a moment before answering.

  "I've been around for a long time and I've known a few good men," she waved a finger at Nikki to emphasize her words, "but only a very few. Women are more capable of making rational decisions based on logic and established fact instead of being driven by a debilitating inferiority complex. We are the ones who should be the dominant sex on this planet."

  Nikki's eyebrows lifted in surprise, her mouth open wide. Kim smiled at the sudden image of a female-dominated society.

  The masseuse wrinkled her nose.

  "No, I don't mean that. If that were to happen, eventually women would probably become what men are now. I think you should all be equals in every sense of the social word." She shrugged, "but that can never be as long as men are trying to prove that they're stronger and tougher than everyone else around them."

  Nikki sighed.

  "You're right, all Reeve wanted was a trophy he could brag about to his peers; someone he could pull out of the closet for parties and show everyone how much he was capable of paying for the latest clothing and jewelry. I ended up being the Barbie Doll for him. I really don't think he could care less about me. He just keeps up appearances so no one else will look down on him."

  "And then tries to appeases you with trifles and trinkets when you get disagreeable, huh?"

  Kim leaned up against the wall and crossed her arms. She was just about dry now, but fidgeted nervously as she her eyes kept dwelling on the Amazon's impressive body.

  Nikki nodded and frowned.

  "Yeah, other than that, he basically ignores me. No one deserves to be treated like that. No one. I wish he would just pay attention to me. Like the way he pretended to before we got married." Nikki folded her own arms across her chest. "No, it's too late for that now. I want to get back at him for choosing his 'empire' over me, for treating his money with more love and respect then I could ever hope for."

  The couch creaked as the masseuse shifted her position. She knelt forward, leaning on bent elbows as she squinted her crystal eyes and scrutinized Nikki with a wry smile.

  "So what do you want to do?"

  Nikki bit down on her lower lip, trembling slightly at her unsettling gaze.

  "What can I do? If I divorce him, I'll never be able to do anything for myself for the rest of my life. Reeve will see to that, he's implied as much." Nikki glanced out the window from her chair. "I just want to be free of him; and maybe cause him a little mayhem in the process. Maybe a lot of mayhem"

  The blonde cocked her head and took in a deep breath. Her firm breasts slipped free from the thin lapels and hung proudly from her chest atop her toned forearms.

  "If you had the chance, would you take it?"

  Nikki paused for a moment, taking the time to be sure of her answer.

  "Yes," she nodded as she began to smile. "Yes I would."

  "And I'd help."

  They both looked at Kim who was grinning her support.

  The Amazon settled back into the couch and sat quietly for as she stretched her legs out in front of her. She gazed at a thin gold band around one of her long toes and let her thoughts drift for the shortest of moments. The simple ring sparkled under the lighting and seemed to grow in it's brightness for a long second. She squinted again as she took in a quick breath.

  "I just might be able to help you out."

  Nikki looked up.

  "What do you mean?"

  The masseuse's gaze left her toe ring and locked itself onto Kim.

  Kim straightened up quickly, feeling a sudden surge of energy tingle it's way through her.

  "I'll let you know what I mean. But first," she slowly got to her feet and began to take long strides towards Kim. Her hips swayed back and forth with each step she took, the lower hem of the robe dangling just below her waist.

  Kim was trying to back away, her whole body starting to shake as she clung to the wall as closely as possible. She ran her hands along the smooth plain behind her until she found a handful of drapery with her left and clenched down on it with her fingers.

  The Amazon walked closer.

  She seemed to grow larger as she approached, the simple illusion granting her an even greater aura of power to an already incredible stature. The flimsy robe slipped a little off of her shoulders, exposing more of her round breasts and the strong collar and muscle above.

  Kim cowered in anticipation. Her teeth were chattering silently as she craned her neck to see the blonde towering over her in statuesque glory.

  "First I need to take care of my other client." She hooked her fingers into the black strap of Kim's bikini top and gave a slight tug. It tore effortlessly with a light snap and fell. Kim's breasts heaved forward and quivered as they lost their support.

  Kim gasped as the goddess before her took hold of one of her soft breasts and gently squeezed. Her long fingers covered the impressive sphere and kneaded it with loving strokes as Kim closed her eyes.

  The masseuse knelt down on smooth knees and ripped the Kim's thong away with both hands; she looked up slightly into her face that was beginning to flush a light red.

  Nikki watched with rapt interest. Her hand was straying upward along her thigh as she slowly began to uncross her long legs.

  Kim's breathing came out in short bursts as the masseuse began to stand, leaning forward and sliding her firm breasts along the length of Kim's short body. She kissed her briefly on her moist lips as she passed them; and then continued to move up ... and up ... and up ... and

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  "WAKE UP!"

  Nikki's eyes shot open; the whites were clear and the pupils rested as they dilated as she opened them wide and stared at the mirrored ceiling as it revolved above her. Her pale body glistened with a light sweat, the soft curls of her crotch damp with moisture.

  "It's close to six for pity's sake."

  Nikki grimaced and huffed.

  "Damn it Kim!" She picked up a pillow and tossed it across the room. It missed by quite a nice margin as it collide softly with one of the large armoires before falling into an antique wastebasket. "Why did you have to wake me up?"

  "Because I'm hungry." Kim smiled as she shifted the weight from one bare foot to the other. "And because we have a big night ahead of us."

  Nikki shook her head as she smiled in return; her left eyebrow arched as she sat up.

  "She was just getting to you, you know."

  "I had the same dream." Kim laughed, "of course, I let her finish both of us in mine."

  Nikki put her arm over a smooth knee as she blinked a few remaining pieces of sleep out of her eyes. She glanced out the window as Kim drew back the shades. The sun was dipping down behind the rolling hills and the flash of a few carlights started to brighten the Las Vegas Strip. She frowned.

  "Big 'night'?"

  "Yeah, it's almost six o'clock and it's going to be dark soon." Kim turned to see her friend's expression and shrugged. "We did go to sleep around seven in the morning; all that talking and stuff after the masseuse left I guess. I still ordered something from the breakfast menu though. How do you feel?"

  "I feel fantastic," Nikki stood up and stretched. The plush carpet tickled the soles of her feet as she grasped at it with her long toes and the cool hum of the air conditioner blew a pleasant wind across her drying skin. "Better than fantastic actually."

  Kim stepped over to her and handed her a fresh silk robe that housekeeping had dropped off earlier. Nikki slipped into it and tied the lapels together with the thin belt. She set her hands on her hips and smiled again at Kim. The smile quickly faded as she squinted at her friend.

  Kim looked down sheepishly as Nikki scanned her body from her brunette hair down to her small feet. Nikki sighed as she shook her head.

  "You started without me didn't you?"

  "I had to," Kim wrinkled her nose cutely as she began to trace symbols in the carpeting with her toe. "I just wanted to see if I could, you know? I mean, it's just so cool."

  "Kim, you know what we discussed last night."

  "Oh, just an inch or two won't hurt." Kim's face brightened and she did a little jump in excitement. "I can't believe it worked! Nikki, this is so cool; I just had to concentrate a little and..."

  As Nikki listened she watched as Kim's head began to creep higher into the air. Her belt visibly dug into her waist as it tightened around the fabric and the hem of her robe glided up the smooth skin of her tanned thighs. Her large breasts swelled underneath the lapels, pushing forward and forcing them apart with freckled skin. Still rising slowly as she spoke, she continued to trace circles on the floor with her growing feet.

  Nikki stamped a dainty foot and startled Kim out of her reverie.

  "STOP IT! You're doing it again!"

  "Oops! Sorry, it's just so easy." Kim loosened her belt and tried to pull down the shortened robe. When she let go of the silk, it rose back up past the plush curves of her bare posterior. "I can't believe this is really happening; I can't believe we can really do this. That incredible blonde, I wish I could thank her again; whoever she was."

  A loud knocking cracked against the large door to the hotel suite. Kim smiled.

  "That would be breakfast. I ordered us eggs benedict and a big decanter of orange juice." She turned and began to skip away, her skirt fluttering up around her hips. "Clean yourself up; I'll be right back."

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