The masseuse worked the heel of her palm up and down her bottom to her thigh. Then she worked it back the other way. Hmm. Yeah.Tricia had been whis...ed away in Aunt Veronica’s car and now lay in a posh ladies' spa downtown. She’d been soaked and showered, kneaded therapeutically, and now was basking in a warm wonderful place. Hands worked their magic on her upper thighs, slowly moving her legs apart. Was that a little stroke on her, ooh.Yes, it was. What was that masseuse doing? The. Appointment and since now both the nurse and the Dr. know I'm a feminine male (the male term I use very loosely:) I really don't have to hide the fact and as before my recent visit certainly validates that. I showed up wearing cute white shorts with a very pretty lacy bra and cute panties underneath, topped off with a somewhat feminine blouse that did not really conceal my bra if you looked. After checking in with the receptionist I took a seat and waited to be called back to the Dr. My hair. " i answered after some tought, i was pretty self concious about my butt, had been ever since i was little when a girl at school had called me flubber bum."Relax sweetie, you have a lovely bum." Sophie told me as she kneeded my flesh, as if reading my mind. Her hands were now lubricating the top of my legs. Warm airwaves whooshed over my body, making me tingle from head to toe. "Can you open your legs a little?" I obeyed as her hands greased my upper thighs, a coupple of times a finger knocked. Since I didn't plan to fight, I was traveling light. It was the double barrel .410 gauge derringer that created the bulge. I also had a folding knife and my newest toy, the stun gun. The stun gun was my replacement for the leather and lead slapjack of my military days. I no longer carried pepper spray, but I still owned it. I would still carry it, if I thought I might need to convince more than one man to leave me the fuck alone.Leon was just a tad on the prissy side of macho, but not a sissy.