The strength he used on my back was not too hard, but it gave me some nice pressure. "Can you possibly work on my legs today, Alex? I've been walking...all day, running errands and things, my thighs are killing me." "Sure thing, Tracy " he said with such a nice voice. I heard him open a bottle of massaging oil and placing it over his palms. He then placed his hands all over my thighs and gave me a nice warm massage there. He was rubbing it so nice I kept on going, "Higher please. Oh yes.. The "magic" stone?, he wondered as he grasped it firmly andpulled it out of its hiding place. He stepped over to the window,wanting to see it in the best possible light. Holding it in his hand, John careful inspected the object. For allintents and purposes it looked like nothing more than a large piece ofsmoky colored quartz crystal with gold wires wrapped tightly around oneend. On the end with the wires there was a small loop, about thediameter of a pencil sticking out. It reminded him of. "By now the vodka had really done the trick and Tim was starting to enjoy himself."Shit, I can't wait for this Mrs Ste... sorry, Lorraine, but what..." Tim, what have I told you my name is? You had better use it in future or you are going to have to bend for me and get a good spanking is that clear? I am sure you do not want me to have to spank your lovely bum, do you?"As I was asking, what about Amy? Won't she be back soon? You said she had only gone down the shops." Did I? Well sorry, but I. " I pulled up my panties again and pulled on my tightest pair of slacks, the tan ones, and a white sweater and some flats. My shorter hair was simple to brush out and with a modest amount of foundation and lipstick I went down to the den to wait for Michael to show up. Almost as soon as he arrived he said, "There will be a party at out Embassy Saturday next Catherine, and I would like you to attend it with me as my guest." I had assumed he would ask me out, but not something like this! His.