(Author's Note: This is something I'd almost never do, but I'm making an exception here. The concept of Allegra handling her first-ever unaffected client all by herself is so amazing and ripe for possibilities that I just have to add more options and Writer's Choices. I don't plan on doing this sort of "turning a real option into a bridge chapter" thing often, rest assured.)
As if the woman out in the hall had just been called out to, the door suddenly stopped moving. Perhaps one of your coworkers had called out to the woman, or maybe your mysterious first-ever unaffected client was second-guessing which room they were supposed to go to. Regardless, the door wasn't open enough for you to glimpse them yet, buying you a little more time to mentally prepare.
And in that second of mental preparation, a forgotten image came to your head, one that had probably been jostled out of your noggin by all the squishing and squashing you'd endured this morning at home.
You suddenly distinctly recalled Linda sending out some emails with the bios of some new clients coming in to the clinic this week. You'd been swamped with work (and, honestly, stuck in your own wife's swampy ass for most of the past week) and hadn't been able to delve deep into the emails, but you'd certainly skimmed them. You frantically wracked your brain, trying to recall who might have been in the email, as maybe it would give you a clue to who your client right outside the door would be.
You recalled one of the emails being about a woman named Lenora Saint James, an apparently quite popular professional dancer. She'd certainly had the pretty physique of a dancer from what your blurry mind remembered of the image included with the email. You also recalled her mentioning something about aching feet. Maybe you could help her with that?
But there had been other emails too...what were they? Faint images, names, and descriptions fluttered through your brain.
But before your synapses could fully fire off, the door finally finished swinging open, and your first-ever giantess client stepped into the room...leaving you stunned.
1) It is indeed Lenora Saint James, and she's even more beautiful than her image hinted at. Time to get to work on her sore feet...though you feel a little nervous about how excited she seems to be that her physical therapist is a 'helpful little tiny'.
2) It's a toned, outrageously muscular and beautiful sculpted goddess of a woman, and one you recognize quite immediately. It's Vanessa Ohng, your wife's best friend and roommate from college!
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