When she started to massage his thighs he felt almost erotic pleasure. She was using both of her hands and all parts, like she was kneading bread doug.... At one point, she placed all her fingers just below his hip, pulling them down towards his knee, pressing the muscles firmly, and going up to the hip again. That move really enticed a sexual arousal and he wandered whether he was going to have a full erection. There was no embarrassment, his mind detected just hands and pleasure, not thinking. I stopped to put more gel on my hands and began working my way down her chest and onto her stomach. I rubbed and washed her tummy, not going too low yet, then slowly moved to her hips and then back around to her rear. I began to rub her butt and was working the gel into her skin. Her whole body began to smell of the lavender, which only turned me on that much more. I got more gel on my hands and asked her to turn around and face me. Upon doing so, she closed her eyes and smiled, while I moved. "Oh my God," I uttered, hearing for the first time my musically sopranovoice."Well, Paula, what do you think?" Ms. Hammond asked. I couldn't answerher. I was too busy staring at the gorgeous creature I had become. Iwas a brunette with an absolutely angelic face. My body wassensational, from my breasts to my legs. I was one of the best lookinggirls I had ever seen. I walked toward the mirror for a closer look.Even given the awkwardness of walking in heels for the first time, themotion of my body. "I wondered..." she seemed nervous."Go on." I have an old recording of Artur Rubenstein playing Grieg's A minor Piano Concerto. I prefer it to Leif Ove Andsnes, though he's very good. I wondered if you'd like to hear it with me?"I was happy for anything that would keep me there a little longer.She carefully placed the LP on what looked like a high-end turntable and used a cleaning pad. She sat beside me; when the music started I was captivated. I wouldn't like to judge the relative talents of.