Trixie was only five years older than Laney and a complete airhead. But she was incredibly hot, at least that's what all of the guys Laney knew said, ...nd that's why Laney's dad, Larry, had married her. The worst part was that Trixie loved to lord her authority over Laney, constantly bossing her around and interrupting Laney when she had a guy over.An image of Trixie, tears running down her face while she was raped, came to Laney's mind, bringing a sadistic smile to her face. She knew it. She quickly went to work and didn’t speak a word. I was as relaxed as I’ve ever been and was thoroughly enjoying a good rub down.Then she got to my lower half she removed the sheet and went to work on my butt. I’d never had a massage there but she worked the muscles deeply. She put oil on my hamstrings and went to work. She brushed my testicles several times while doing this. It didn’t seem to bother her and to me it seemed like a pleasant accident. I didn’t take it as sexual in any way.She. Enathu avalin suuthai thodum pozhuthe avali ooka vendum endru thondriyarthu pinbu avalathu gownai kayatinen aval vellai nira bra aninthu irunthaal athil enathu mugathai vaithu urasi enathu vaayai athil vaithu mutham koduthu bravai kayatinen appozhuthu enathu kan mune ilamaiyaana putham puthiya mulai viraithu irunthathu.Enathu sunniyai aval kaiyil pidithukondu irunthaal ennaku appozhuthe therinthathu aval itharku munathaaga entha sunniyaium paarthathilai endru naan avalin paavadaiyai kayata. It was gone 8pm on Friday the 25th when Lynda Clegg, my immediate boss, came to see how things were going and how I was coping. After taking one look at me she said, in that let’s-not-fuck-around Geordie voice for which she is widely known (and which, incidentally, belies a sweetly loving and caring heart): “Christ, girl, you look a mess. You’ve done enough for now, Jo — go off home. Now! Don’t let me see you till next Monday.” After a token resistance I briefed her on the ongoing stuff I had.