"My thigh," Jill responded."I have to cut the stocking." I am not going to complain about that."He pulled her dress up to her hips. His eyes narrowed ...s he scrutinized the bruise. Starting at the top, he began cutting the stocking laterally with a pair of scissors. As the stocking was removed, my eyes fixed on the rosy sole of her foot. I had always wondered how something human could be so perfect. Then, I felt her eyes on me, and looked down at the floor."Now we have to X-ray your leg," Pratt. I’m glad, because I can get home and get some sleep for tomorrow’s big game. I walk around the restaurant checking the doors and making sure everything is secure like Lou taught me.I lock the back door and get in my car and head out. I pull around the restaurant and see a familiar Volkswagen bug. I see Ericka inside, who left work ten minutes before me. What surprises me, is there is a car in front of her and one car behind her. Ericka is trying to start her car as I hear it grind. I see. She withdrew three and dropped two on the floor. Muttering darkly, she kicked both under her dresser and took herself across the hall, pad gripped tightly in her hand (where was Richard, anyway? He hadn't come home and mom hadn't said anything about it) into the bathroom and shut the door and locked it. And then double-checked the lock. And then checked it again, and again. Finally, she turned on the fan to mask the noise she might make peeing, and set the mini-pad safely aside on the towel. Arpita : Nish, you are really making me feel very special. It’s good I read one of your experience and contacted you.Nish : My pleasure mam.Arpita : Call me Arpita please.I dried her body and asked her to lie on the mattress which I had made ready for the massage and said, I would join her. I took a refreshing bath and dried myself and went to give a massage for her.By the time I was in the massage room, she was lying on the mattress. The room had lovely aroma of the candles, the soft music.