I slowly massaged her full hip and side lower and I moved my hand from her hip to side thighs slowly I pulled more of her dress and I ask her she feel... ok, she replied I told her better to take her saree, she did it and at the time only I saw that she did not were her bra, I push my hand more side of her tight and ask her to turn bank so that I can also massage her lower back, she first feel something and after 5 mins turnedAnd I just start to massage her lower back and I gave a full massage. "Open up Max, it's Jane McCarthy and another officer."I opened the door and after giving me a quick up and down glance thetwo of them swept through the house looking for God knows what. ThenMcCarthy took a close look at the electronic bracelet, wished me a fineday and stopped and thought.She glanced around the bare room and then told me to wait a moment. Shecame back from her car quickly and handed me the current NewsWeek."Don't rot Max."One thing I learned in jail was how to stretch out. Let us get on with the story abouthow I had to become my sister, Carol, for a day.Carol was away at a sleepover at her friend's house when we got a callfrom my grandmother; she had been on one of her shopping sprees andbought Carol about a half dozen dresses and wanted her to come over for afew hours and try them on, and spend the day with her.I am not too sure why, but my mother said we would be there in a fewhours. I knew that Carol would not be home until the next day so Iquestioned mom. Noticing my glass almost empty she picked up the bottle and offered to refill my glass but I shook my head. “I just prefer the odd glass mid-week,” I told her. “So you want me to cane you?”She stood with head bowed and nodded.“Why?”“I just like it, Master,” she responded with a shrug.I reached out with my hand and stroked her yoni. It was warm and moist. “Is it the pain?”“That’s part of it, Master,” she said. “It’s also part of enjoying being dominated. I like a strong man. My father was strong.