Oh my. A dream comes true. In our exchange of emails sharing our fantasies, we shared this one about a massage. It kept me awake so many times thinkin... of his hands on my body.He started from my shoulders. I was tense.“Oh my! You are really good! I thought it was just one of your fantasies, instead you’re really good at massaging.” I was in heaven.His hands slowly moved down to my back to the top of my butt cheeks. Then he went down to my calves.“Teaser! I was ready for something else,” I said. “So, is he good?” Sally sounded like she was grinning her head off. Her hand had cupped my cheek.“Virginia...” I rumbled, my voice tight. Warning.“Godlike,” Virginia crooned.Maggie let out a squeak. I only figured out what had happened later, after I had time to reconstruct the scene in my mind. But once I had time to think, the image was as clear as if I had seen it. The faint rustling sound – that was Maggie’s clothing being tugged aside. The grunt? Sally, taking the weight of the dwarfess. The less she knew about that side of me the better.The weather couldn't have been worse, driving rain that was blowing from the North-East. The wind coming from this direction was cold and I was glad that it was coming from the rear and the hood gave me some protection. I had the water proof cover only up as far as my waist, so my legs were at least dry. The roads were becoming muddy and now I understood why the wheels were so thin, they cut through the mud like a knife. Even so the journey. ....she gathers the glasses and walks off.....I suggest as the weather is sunny we go for a quick walk on the downs. You smile and agree it is a good idea.We need a short bus ride to go from where we are to the open fields of the downs.As we are queuing I am massaging the small of your back and your bum.Your hands are stroking my arms. I feel excitement and my blood coursing through my body.We go to the back of the one deck bus.It is relatively empty with only six other passengers. Five in.