Never done anything like that before.”“Go soak in a warm bath, and Sally’ll give you a massage.”“Sally? Not you?” She had an impish half-s...ile.“Sally knows what to do.”To be honest, I’m not completely ignorant of massage, but as I told Lisette, Sally really does know. I enjoy sliding oily hands over smooth skin. I can often sense tense or knotted muscles and work on them, but there’s no way I can match Sally’s skills – learned, hard, under the whip.As it was, Lisette soaked for half an hour in. Can't it wait until morning? Is it important?" That depends," Jessica said. "Do you want to put Patrick back the way he was and save Amy at the same time?"Megan leaped out of bed and headed into the bathroom."I'll be in the living room in five minutes. Wake up the other girls," she hollered over her shoulder."We're all waiting on you," Sarah said."Sorry, gotta pee. Five minutes," Megan repeated.Megan joined the other girls in three minutes."What's this about?" she asked as she sat on the couch.. Dearest Sabah,Please forgive me for not having written sooner. To tell the truth, I have delayed writing because I know you will not be happy with what I have to say. I have received all your letters about this new male, "Rod." He certainly sounds like a fine physical specimen and I congratulate you on having obtained him, even if your story of his "capture," as you put it, did sound like a B movie script. I suspect you may be romanticizing even then. Neither can I fault you for having decided. Have fun." Um... do you have a robe or something I could borrow?" Yes, but it will cost you. I liked what I sucked last night and I want a piece of you before this trip is over." A piece of me? Yeah, right. Oh all right... I promise that you and I will uh... you know... later." I will hold you to your promise buster. Here."Tossing me her robe she stood back to watch me. I stood up and let the sheets fall. I heard her slight intake of breath. I pulled her robe on and tied it.Feeling quite.