I'm rock hard at this point. So is Carl, but he continues rubbing just as we had planned , slow and deliberate.Once he had done all her back, legs and...inner thighs ( not her ass ) it was time for her to roll over. I held the towel up so Carl could not see her nakedness just yet. Its all in the build up I think !! I laid the towel back over her so her tits we're barely covered. Carl began with the shoulders and arms and again ever so slowly he slide the towel down to her waist while rubbing oil. They looked relieved. Before either of them could speak, I said that both of us had enjoyed what had happened, and said we needed to discuss it more. We each told our stories so the boys knew what each of them had experienced. They listened with rapt attention and smiles at each other. We explained that our circumstances meant that we, as sexual beings also, had our needs and feelings and that we understood how things are for teenage boys, but that Jane's show for Joe and my sexual encounter. I felt quite flattered that Steve had taken this initiative. It must mean that he really liked me.I heard a rapping on the office door, and I looked around the corner to see if it was Steve or another client. If it was a client, what could I do? I could not let a client see me dressed as a woman. Word would get around, and my business would be ruined for sure.It was Steve.With a deep sigh that was designed to muster all the courage I could find in me, I left the bath room and walked to the. It was 10:15.About 10 minutes into the questions, I saw the question I had been thinking about myself. ‘Do you think you have a tendency to want someone to make decisions for you?’Yes, I answered.Then, ‘Would you be embarrassed to admit to others or yourself that you desire someone to make decisions for you?’My finger hung over the key that would mark ‘yes’. Unless I am honest in my answers, I thought to myself, all of this could be a waste of time. I pressed the key … Yes.‘Do you feel you lack.