It was aFriday night and I had made dinner reservations at our favorite place;usually reserved for birthdays or special occasions. We spoke at luncha...d I told her that we had dinner plans. She came home to find medressed and ready to go in a pair of black slacks and a red silk shirt-her favorite outfit of mine. Underneath lay a white lace bra withmatching panties containing a sweet surprise for later. I had gone toall lengths to look perfect for the evening- and had preparationscomplete so. " and a sigh accompanied by rustling clothing.Susan took my hand and sank backward slowly on the seat, her head pointed in the opposite direction. She tugged on my hand, pulling me toward her. I got my knees on the seat and then laid down beside her and partly on her. My left leg was sort of lying awkward on top of hers until Mindy raised one knee, letting my leg slide between hers. I pressed it forward until it was stopped by her middle. Susan spread her legs wider and pushed her hips forward,. "Wake up, Hadley! I need ta talk ta ya." Hmmm... What? Yeah, what do ya want?" I want the truth, this time! I know ya were in on the rustlin' of our cattle and we're 'bout ta hang ya fer it, ifen I don't git some straight answers from ya, this time!" I don't know nothin' 'bout no rustlin'. I was jus' hired ta hoorah yer house." That ain't what yonder witness has ta say. We found the rustled cattle and got 'em back. While we wuz 'bout it, we found Jeb Walker an' he's identified ya as the man. "Let's try to relieve some of that stress," I offered."It's ok," she replied, but I had already placed my hands on her shoulders, sat her down on the couch, and started massaging her from behind."That feels so good," she said. "I was thinking about your massages earlier this week and wished I could get one." Which ones?" Just in general, how you are really good at giving massages." I massaged you last time," I offered."No, you didn't. Well maybe with your tongue perhaps, but not my neck and.