If You don't keep a constant eye on the girl,she'll do the damndest things! Like the last time I had to watch her. We were in the den,watching cartoon... on the TV,and all I did was go to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee. When I got back she was gone! I searched the whole house and finally found her,after I heard her voice coming from the back yard. I was in the attic by then,so I looked out the window and there She was, swinging on one of the vines and quacking like a duck. She also didn't. The other door led to a smaller reception with a lady behind the counter in a full head-to-toe black veil. She opened the door behind her and ushered me through without a word. There was one massage table in a small, nicely decorated and perfumed room. She said, "Strip," and left the room. I took off my clothes and lay down on the table, face down, with a towel over me. She re-entered, grabbed some oil off a shelf and began the massage. I cycle competitively, so I am fit and muscular, but if. She was stood in a black lacy bra, thinenough to show her nipples through the cloth, matchingpanties, giving a glimpse of pubic hair, suspenders andblack stockings.I stood to my feet. “Wow, you look absolutelywonderful.” It was Judy who spoke – quietly enough so Laurencouldn‘t catch the words. “And they are not ordinarypanties, you know. They have padded bits, speciallydesigned so that there is a pad resting against herclitoris, one between the lips of her pussy and. But whether it was supposed to happen or not, it was definitely happening ... and I liked it. As she relaxed, I could see the sides of her breasts. I wanted to see more. After the massage, though, she sent me away so she could sit up and "get decent."That night I dreamed mom and I were on a boat that was gradually filling up with water. It was a rubber boat ... or maybe a water bed. I asked her what I should do and she said, "Have a drink." Her breasts were hanging over the edge. When I touched.