I feel your hand shyly close over my breast and it’s like a lightening bolt straight to my pussy. 'Oh my!' I slowly massage your breast… anticipa...ing more… My heart races as your hand traces to the bottom of my shirt. You hesitate… how to make you keep going??? Epiphany… I lean back and take my shirt off completely. No fair… you still have yours on… So, I hesitantly pull at the hem of your shirt with my fingers and slowly slide it up your stomach, over your breasts and finally, as you. You asked if I had enjoyed sex with your father. When I discovered you in bed with Kyle, it brought back memories of when I was young. I was envious of you, and angry, too. Not at you, but kind of angry at your father for leaving me alone in life. I know that seems strange, but sometimes I miss him so much that I hurt all over. Last night I couldn't get to sleep. All I could think about was missing your father. Finally I got out of bed and went to my bathroom and splashed cold water all over. He didn’t have to come to the hospital, but he did. David said he was there until the other three and I walked out or left in a body bag. Our friend, Paula, had her head pulled off her spine and her skull crushed. She became an experiment to see if they could do the impossible and put her back together. Her scars make Frankenstein and his bride look like supermodels. They skinned her to fix her bones, muscles, and tendons. She had a long road and had to learn a lot again, but somehow she didn’t. ”“She isn’t my girlfriend, just a friend that comes over to take advantage of my pool and the privacy of my yard. Matter of fact HER girlfriend might get a laugh out of that,” Wes said with a bit of a chuckle, knowing full well Zack was ogling him, not her.They continued down a hallway in the house that opened into a well-equipped weight and exercise room. Looking around Zack could see one wall was mirrored and it was over by that wall he saw the massage table.Wes walked over to the massage.