"Well girls, did I do good?" Danny asked."That was delicious Danny," Tiffany said."If you keep this up, I might have to marry you, Danny," Brenda laug...ed."Don't scare me Brenda, marriage is a four letter word as far as I'mconcerned," he responded."Do you mean you wouldn't want to be with me twenty-four seven Danny,you're breaking my heart," Brenda laughed."I might be tempted with Tiffany," Danny said."Don't get your hopes up unless you are willing to wait on me hand andfoot," Tiffany replied."I. ”“I know I could have done more,” he mutters. “I watched how you touched yourself and I want to be able to do that for you.”“You will be able to do that, little brother.” Rebecca sighs. “Unfortunately it won’t be me you can practice on.”“What do you mean?”“I’m going off to college...”“Oh yeah,” he says lowly. “But you’ll be back on holidays.”“Mostly,” she sighs.“I’ll just practice then. And then I’ll be able to do that for you.”“Or maybe you can find a girlfriend to work with,” Rebecca. You just got home from work and are looking tired. I ask you if you want a massage, to which you agree.I slowly remove your shirt, briefly running my hands over your chest as I do so. Unbuckling your belt, popping the button and zipper. I slowly run my hands over your butt and down your legs as I push your pants down to the floor. Instructing you to lie down, I start by rubbing your head in gentle circles with my fingers.Down your neck to your shoulders, kneading the muscles gently. Rubbing. He took off the headpiece I was still wearing, and replaced it with theother recording one, and plugged it into the machine.“Will this work?” I asked. “Can you record two people’s sensations on thesame machine?”John’s expression was quizzical. “I don’t know for sure — I’ve nevertried it. But it should work…”He started the recorder, and set the machine on the floor. He turned to meagain, and I kissed him. His hand found.