After the smoke subsided, you saw yourself in the tub wearing a strapless white swimsuit. The scent of the water helped you relax while you checked yourself out. It was a while before you felt two strong hands kneading on your shoulders.
"I see the master brought you into the bottle." a deep voice brought out, the feeling of cold metal occasionally brushing on your figure.
"No duh, Sher--Luhhh..." you snapped but moaned as your masseur found the most tight spot on your biceps.
As you snapped out of your massage high, you felt something wet rubbing on your arm. You turned your head and saw a black-haired man washing your arm and part of your neck. The smell of the soap was exotic, like the fanciest perfume.
You turned around in the bath, so you could have a better look at the guys who were pampering you. He was tan and muscular, his hair short and green like a fresh cut lawn. His robe flowed onto the floor, his boots curled and ears pointed like Smoker's. H