The second police officer made a signal to a third who then went to a squad car and produced what looked like a body bag. Max and Gloria looked away i... horror at what looked like the charred remains of a human body being zipped up into that bag. That was the point that both women began to sob and sob and sob. Even Jared had tears streaming down his face unable to control the overwhelming grief that was engulfing the three of them. But once again that thing called fate was going to step in and. He pulled her close and said, "Doll, it is time, we get some sleep. That's if this damn back will let me!" She felt him tossing and turning, reached over, and placed her arms around him. When she ran her fingers down his back, he trembled and winced. She knew his back was hurting. She kissed his shoulder. "Ok, roll over on your stomach. It's time you received one of my famous massages. Your back feels tighter than a rubber band." He rolled over. When he felt her fingers caressing him,. Tom looked tense and in pain, and he told me that he had been playing tennis; so being the kind guy that I am, and having been trained in sports injury massage, I offered to fix it for him. He shrugged, wished he hadn't and said OK. We went back to my room and I told him to take his T shirt off; his back was soft and lightly tanned, not fat but well covered. Locating the trouble, I got him to lay face down, and his arse looked so cute in the jogging bottoms he was wearing. As I worked on his. I wondered what service I was going to perform. I didn't know what service meant, but began to imagine. I looked at Drew and Phil and tried to decide who a girl would want to be with. Phil, unlike his sister, was a little fat, and was known for not taking baths when he was suppose to. Drew was the athletic type, and had a wash board stomach. I envied him in gym, even though I was a better football player. I secretly hoped it would be Drew. It wasn't long before I got my wish. Phil turned out to.