"Turning around he saw Amanda and her scrutinizing gaze. "I don't thinkso," she declared a moment later. "Let me look into it or we go back andask Ric...ard. Your choice."They couldn't go back. There was no Richard. Not a normal one. Hecontemplated running away, but how far would he come? In oversizedtrainers and with this alien body it was a miracle that he hadn't fallendown in a heap yet. Reluctantly he let the backpack slide from hisshoulders.Since when had Amanda become so scary? She looked. Since flexibility was Christine’s current objective, I had lashed her ankles to opposite ends of a pole. That way she could stretch while using the computer. I often tied clients in uncomfortable, or even painful ways, but it was a new thing for Christine. It would be interesting to see how it progressed. In any event, I gave her a moment to deal with the stiffness, while I peeled off my workouts. The outfit I would be wearing would be textbook turn of the century American, except that it had. He wasready with a towel. She put a towel in her hair andwaited while Tony attended to the rest of her body.Slowly wiping every bit of moisture from her lean body.He kissed her behind when he was through drying hercompletely. Jodi went right to her bedroom followed by a veryexcited Tony. She fell on her bed face down andstretched out. Tony went to her dressing table andreturned with her body lotion. He massaged her back,buttocks, legs, feet and waited for her to turn around.She eventually. The sandwiches his mom made were always scrumptious and Dixon was very pleased that he had someone to share them with. I particularly loved the peanut butter and bacon sandwiches his mom made, a combination I would formerly never have dreamed of.I also learned about Dixon’s passion for archery during our get-togethers. On their vast property, they had a large woodland area where at least once a month, Dixon would spend a Friday and Saturday night camping out in his tent. He always took his bow.