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Adam's doctor laid down the law after his car wreck—weekly massage therapy to loosen up those knotted muscles. Rayveness grabs the cash from him, then drags in Jenna with a sly grin. 'Times are tough with this damn recession,' she says, 'so now you're cleared for extra perks during the session.' Jenna's eyes light up; hell yeah, she digs it. Just a couple minutes in, she pops one perky boob right out for Adam to see. He catches it, stares, and she leans in close: 'How about a full-on relaxation rubdown, handsome? Total unwind.' Adam's no fool—he nods yes, ready to dive in.