"Now youlook like a real tart," she said, fondling my bottom. "Very fuckable."She explained that the conference she had been due to attend had beencan...elled at the last minute because the keynote speaker had been takenill. "But it has all worked out very well, hasn't it? I'm able to be herewith you so we can agree here and now what we want to take from thehouse. So it's all agreed, right? You'll take all the clothes, underwear,shoes, make-up and so on. In fact anything you want from upstairs.. So I slowly started massaging her shoulders and lower back. Shortly she lay down on her stomach and asked me to raise her shirt so I could massage her back directly. I wasn't going to turn her down. I slowly massaged her lower back and worked my way up. Now you must know something before I go on, I use pressure points in my massages. She was putty in my hands. I whispered in her ear when she seemed completely relaxed: "Do you remember our conversations online about me giving you a massage?" She. .." Ally said, he didn'tlike that word, "I was ..." now he paused because he thought himself tomature to use the next term, but he had no other, "...in your tummy,right?" Yes," Grace said, tightening her embrace again and planning her nextanswer, she knew where this was going."Do you think she - her soul could have got into you - me?" No I don't, Dally. Do you know the word for that?" Reun-par-asion?" Eew, erase that!" Grace said, rubbing her knuckles across his forehead."Reincarnation, chew it. It took a little over an hour to get to the Cotwolds and by lunchtime they’d walked much further than expected. Throughout the walk Simon was fascinated by Beth’s skirt. At each fence crossing she would hitch it high up her legs like some Victorian woman in a peep show revealing her tanned smooth legs above her pink socks in a most brazen way. More than once he’d caught a flash of the red lace of her knickers. They had lunch in a country pub washed down by several pints of beer. They only had 4.