Jason had been her first and only hire when she started her business that lonely, sad spring of 2000. It had been only a few months after the sudden d...ath of her husband and it had been six months since Jason lost his job due to down sizing. It had always been a dream of Leslie and her husband, Charles, to own their own business and Leslie wanted to keep his memory alive with that dream. She and Jason had been good friends in high school and continued to be friends thereafter. He was a natural. My break has been pretty uneventful up until now. The first two days, I was literally doing nothing but lying around the house. But on this very day my life got turned upside-down. It all began this morning when I woke up to discover that my stepsister Carrie was home from school today. “Hey Carrie how you doing?” “I’m doing good, tired, but pretty good.” “That’s good to hear, but… aren’t you supposed to be at school?” “Oh, I guess mom forgot to tell you that we have school off today, since. Chetty knew we were coming. I had sent him a message when we were inbound.“It is so good to see you. I am pleased that you take the time to respond to my messages personally. In the twelve years of Arab control not once did anyone in upper levels respond to any messages I sent,’’ he said.‘‘I am glad you have been able to bring the operation back so quickly. As you can see, my people are trying hard to keep my promises to you,’’ I replied.With safety glasses and face shields on, we watched them. Once finished with my back he began on my arms, massaging my hands and fingers before allowing them to hang off the side of the table while he worked my upper arms, making his groin lightly rub against my fingers, adding to my thoughts and desires for more.Leaving a hand on my back, Greg moved to the end of the table near my feet where again I felt another stream of oil ran up and down both my legs before he started massage my calves, eventually working up to my thighs, asking if I was ok with.