Well as the night progressed & was getting late he asked me if I would like a back-rub before bed & I replied yes, besides who doesn't like a back-rub... I have a hard time sleeping at night so he also gave something to relax( I have no Idea what it was but I'm sure I could guess now) as I was laying on the sofa I started getting very relaxed & he mentioned that it would be easier to give me a really good massage if we were on the bed so I agreed, when we went to the bedroom he told me he does. This was better than our usual method of leaving the sight of others. In less than a minute we left the district and were climbing rapidly.It took only minutes but we had gained two time zones. Here night was much further along. Now would be the time that the Russians would try to infiltrate but the Chechens had much the same type of night vision equipment. Black-marketeering was rampant in the old Soviet Union. The war in Chechnya though could have been a source of this sort of equipment.Odava. After awhile I ran my hands up over my tits and gave them a good squeeze. Yesterday was fun with that young kid, I've forgotten his name already. Never mind he had a nice hard cock, perhaps he'll came over later with some of his friends. God you are wicked girl, the kids bloody underage and you could be all over the Sunday papers if you're not careful. My hands gently caressed my tits, oh I do like having them touched I could do with a man here and now. Any man would do, preferably someone. Certainly impossible to seriously pursue it; she just wouldn't have the time. As a result, she'd be seeing very little of James ... was that a good, or a bad thing?Meanwhile, James had a lot to think about. He was aware that Beth had taken an enormous risk, emotionally, in telling him what she had. Similarly, an enormous physical risk in jumping into the North Sea to help him the day they met. He felt he owed it to her – and to himself – to explore her ... revelation? He needed to know what she.