Masseuse Amaya, Part II (Deus001)

(OOC: Open until the first girl enters. Please take a look at both the character and probably the first massage session to see how and who Amaya is and to better understand the first post it you like^^.)

Masseuse Amaya, Part I

Working in AFW was definitely a bag of mixed feeling for the young girl Amaya. From her maiko days, she knew pretty well how to massage people, and after some bitching and moaning, she had been given a job in the massage lounge. Several people she knew had, when she started, said that she should keep in the kawaii department and keep a low profile, but she had not taken this seriously. What could possibly happen here had been her reasoning. and now she was standing here in her white kimono with a fitting belt, and her white bikini in case someone wanted to make a claim for the oil wrestling part of her working contract.  

Okay, she could have read better a few months ago. There had been that little remark in her contract that nobody would be held liable for anything that would probably happen in this rooms and that she was also contractually obliged to pose as a wrestling spar partner on the oil mat area next to her room. Brittany Luvve had shown her that she had been wrong about her little gambit that most people would not take advantage of this. But over half of an year had passed since then, and things had run pretty smooth since then.

With some mild irritation, she found that her calendar was missing, and so, did not know who would be the next girl to come through this door...

It had been some time since Lucy had taken some time off for herself, quite recently there had been that tag match with her Brother. While it had felt damm and reminded Ms Grange of the old days when they toured Asia's indie wrestling circuit, she had been a tad banged up from the match. Not to mention that she had a match at Summer Splash coming soon, no way was she at 100% health. She needed to take some time off before her PPV.

So a relaxing massage seemed like the ideal thing, it was being done by someone that Lucy had met before. Even if it was a long time ago, Lucy didn't really forget people who she met in the ring. It was kind of a principle for her, even more so when in the indies she was a completely unknown girl from the UK. Ms Grange had trained enough, now it was time to get some relaxing in. She'd need it because Summer Splash wasn't going to be some walk in the park for her, no Lucy wanted to make her statement there. Just because the United Kingdom Elite had obtained the tension tag belts didn't mean the friction member could just sit on their laurels, that just wasn't Lucy's style.

And here Ms Grange was now, dressed in a black towel that covered her entire upper body. A ruby red bra and panties set under it, she was outside the room and took a deep breath. Before knocking on the door a couple of times, better make sure that this was the right place of course. Amaya had seemed like a decent sort when they met, a rare thing amidst all the crazy stuff that happened in Friction and Japan in general.

Knocking. Knocking was always a good sign for her. Most psychopaths did not knock. Had Brittany knocked? She did not remember spontaneously, but probably not. Or had she knocked? Things began to turn around a little in her head.
*Keep calm. You can do this!*
She yelled with her inner voice that luckily only sounded in her own little head. Numerous girls had come and gone since the insane blonde, and most had been more or less civil.

"Come in please!"
She yelled loud enough to be heard through the door, which she was also facing with a polite smile on the face.

Lucy heard a voice inside, it seemed that the person was busy. Perhaps Ms Grange had the wrong place? Maybe she should go back and double check this was where she was to be at?

Nah, Lucy had gotten herself dolled up for this. Her long hair, dyed blonde and not like it's natural brunette was put into a ponytail. And this was pretty much the only time in a loooong time Lucy had walked around in a towel, although she had insisted on keeping the underwear on. Lucy wasn't one to prance around naked after all, well maybe she did prance. But it was always in that British schoolgirl outfit, to keep the image of the playful little Brit. But one that could still kick ass in the ring.

No point in just standing in the hallway like a tool, people might start gawking. Lucy opened the door, sticking her head in. Enough to show who she was, but enough to bail out in case this was the wrong place. Although she saw Amaya inside, and Ms Grange would squint her eyes to recognise her "Uh is this the place to get a massage? My name's Lucy Grange, and I was told to go here." she said, Lucy hoped it was.

A head looking through the door was another good sign in her mind. A rude person would just walk in and demand something, not caring if she deserved it or not. and the good news were unrelenting, as the head looking in looked very familiar to her.
"Sure, please come in."
She said dutifully with a light bowing motion. With every passing second, the name of the other girl became clearer, and soon enough, it clicked in her head.

"Ahem, your name is Lucy, right? I don´t recall your last name, but Lucy kept kind of staying."
She would say after Lucy had hopefully entered.

Lucy was sure that this woman was someone she'd encountered before, but she was somewhere she hadn't been to before. Dressed in underwear with just a towel over her upper body wasn't something Ms Grange usually did, so she didn't want to do prance around too much.

But it did seem like the right place, which was a relief. The AFW had a lot of crazy things and people in it, Lucy could still recall that egg nog match she had with her longtime foe Gail. Ms Grange had been raised to fight in proper matches, so something like that was quite left field to her. At least she liked the Santa elf costume, so Ms Grange would take that from it. The encounter that Amaya had with Britain's baby girl was also something that wasn't a proper wrestling match, but Lucy had fun with it. Least she didn't get powerbombed or anything like that.

After gingerly stepping into the room and closing the door behind her Lucy grabbed a strand of her blonde hair, twirling it between her fingers. "Uh yeah that's me. Your Amaya right? Haven't seen you since that match we had, you been keeping alright?" Ms Grange said as walked over to the massage table. The young woman moving to lie flat on her belly on the table.

There had been some good and some bad things since the match for the young geisha, but a good worker always made the customer happy and did not needlessly complain. But still, a pleased smile appeared on her face and she pushed out a breath full of relief.

"Ah, so so. But it is going upward!"
She answered truthfully, moving her hand like a wave to show how things had floated back and forth. Then she saw how Lucy already laid down on her stomach, and took this as a sign to begin.
"So, Lucy-sama, I see you want to start with the backside. If you want some sweets or a drink while you are massaged, please suit yourself from the shelf beside you. Any questions before I start?"

Well Lucy was glad to know that at least someone decent was doing alright in the AFW, it was a crazy place for sure. Granted Ms Grange had the United Kingdom Elite, being in a group usually meant some degree of extra security. But Britain's best had secured the Tension Tag belts, which painted a big ass target on their bodies.

And that was part of why Lucy was here, that last match did a number on her. And the belts weren't even on the damm line, it would be her Brother and their right hand man defending the gold. Still Ms Grange knew that she couldn't sit about, that was why she was going to Summer Splash to make a statement. Or so she hoped, again the British girl wasn't at her best yet.

But still! Lucy had hoped that some time off to relax would sort her out proper, and Amaya's politeness made her feel at ease. Ms Grange was trying to cut down on the sweets, and she was picky with them. It was usually British sweets from Thorntons, Japanese sweets could sometime be off putting. So it was just water for Lucy right now, grabbing the nearby bottle and taking a sip before putting it back.

"Yeah starting with my back would be great dear, I got slammed around pretty fierce in my last match. Uh yeah there is something I need to get out the way. My bra and pants are staying on, that's not gonna be a problem will it?" Lucy figured it was best to set the line right now, turning to face Amaya and lightly biting her lower lip.

"Uhm...why should this be a problem?"
Finally a little decency, a very nice change of things once in a while was very nice for the young former geisha who quickly turned her facial impression back from confused to friendly in mere seconds after Lucy had made her request.

"Well, if you want massage oil involved, I could get a little messy and uncomfortable in a bikini. You know, wool and oil, some people don´t like how that feels together."
She added while taking her chin in one of her little hands too while she was thinking.
"Anything you have special demands? Could be a spot you have chronic pains, or a bruise maybe?"

Lucy inwardly sighed, it seemed like the underwear was gonna need to come off. Back when Ms Grange had joined AFW she had done a match with Amaya, only it wasn't in a proper wrestling ring. Nor did Lucy wear her usual ring attire, she was naked that time.

Back then though Lucy was going through a bi-curious phase, taking the chance to dabble in the stuff that the AFW had to offer. And was eager to explore what could happen, but as time went on and Lucy spent more time in Tension and Friction. Ms Grange had found herself preferring the opposite gender in terms of romance, plus she had done mixed wrestling with her Bro in the indie circuit. Taking any challenge that came their way, and losing at first. But then they started winning.

So now having to remove her underwear and be naked again with a woman? It was something that made Lucy pause, but she did so. Dropping it at the floor near the front of the massage table, normally this wouldn't be something Ms Grange did. But Amaya seemed like a decent sort, and Lucy felt like she could trust her.

"Alright then Amaya, just uh don't get too friendly okay. If you could just work over my back in general for now that'd be sweet thanks, had a match like you wouldn't believe. Part of being a smaller wrestler means you tend to get tossed around, but I'm used to the momentum." Lucy said with a small smirk. She then layed on her belly, now nude and trying not to make it look so. Ms Grange did seem a bit flustered, but like in the ring she took it in her stride as best she could.