"She asked."Yes your highness," said the last lady as she passed me. "Guard can Itrust you to get Gilbert the page?" Yes milady, I'll see that it's d...ne at once myself. I know the pagemilady."Gilbert the page came 10 minutes later. He must have been 16 years old.He was not happy to show what looked like an eight year around thecastle. It was worst having to repeat some of the names of the ladieswhen I asked him to repeat himself so that I could pronounce themcorrectly. After what was. His relaxing kneading continues along your shoulder blades to yourupper arms and biceps. Then back slowly to your shoulders and then toyour spin. He runs his thumbs gently down your spine, stopping each inchto rub your back muscles on either side. You are starting to enjoyyourself. His touch makes your mind wander to intimate fantasies as youpicture his face, his body, and you drift off.You noticed that he has stopped and wonder, wanting him to continue.Then you feel the oil on your skin as he. When he came into the bedroom from the bath room a few minutes later she was sitting in the easy chair wearing her new blue robe reading a book from his desk. Without a word he turned down the sheet and laid down wearing his usual&hellip,clean boxers and a T-shirt. Sarah came around to her side of the bed and turned to face him as she took off her new robe. She was absolutely nude. Her beauty was still shocking to him. Knowing her as he did now, he could appreciate the shape of her hips and the. I'll love you always, El Fuego." She turned towards me, her eyes watching my face, and waiting for a reaction. Slowly I started to understand. My mother was El Fuego, that was her stage name, 'The Fire'. "Are you saying what I think you're saying?" I said, now in total shock. "Yes, Peter, it's true, we are cousins," I watched the glistening tears fall down her cheeks., but she continued with barely a breath. "On the front of the postcard was a picture of Elvis standing outside Graceland, and.