I could see little of the young lady; only the lower legs of her faded jeans,and her newly-cleaned sneakers. She tugged my leash, bring me to her side...wheremy head brushed the material of her jeans. Then she led me the few yards tothe door into the garage where she stopped me on the threshold. "Down,boy!" she ordered. Then, when I'd scrambled to the foot of the step, "Liedown!" With dunb fatalism, I lay face down again on my belly, and waitedfor what was to follow. The young lady was not yet. The temperature in the room dropped. Clouded particles of air swirled about her, pressing into her flesh and caressing her. Invisible hands slid over her legs, onto her thighs and clenched her buttocks. Melissa was breathing heavily, knowing full well that she dared not look around. The mirror was tempting and she nearly glanced in its direction. She wondered whether one glance would hurt, but she controlled the urge.Melissa kept her eyes shut tight. Her head swirled from side to side with the. Typing a bit faster than what someone would think possible for such aged and withered hands. Quickly the fingers found the right file and typed in the security password, as aged eyes from a balding head peered in anticipation of the file opening. ‘Every once in awhile it’s good to reflect on how one person has gotten to be where that individual is currently, or they are doomed to repeat the same mistakes over and over again.’ The thought went through the old man’s head, as the computer slowly. He said I looked tense. Wayne knows I like to be sensual, the pleasure of the body rather than just the mind. Kissing and caressing my body, stroking, touching and feeling he made a comment as to my silky smooth skin (Spa lotion), to smell and to taste as he slowly undressed me running his hands around my silky panties (jeans would rub without them when driving) whilst sucking my nipples and licking with his tongue he ran his hands around my firm, round breasts whilst I followed suit. The hairs.