He was slowly reaching top of thigh, touching her inner thigh just below her pussy and sometimes even touched her pussy and mom would let out soft moa..., “aaahhhh.” After massaging legs for few minutes, Ramu asked, “Mam, should I massage your back.” Mom just turned on back. Ramu put some oil on her back and started massaging her back. He was rubbing her back slowly and put his hand under the blouse to massage that side of back also. Ramu said, “Mam, massaging your whole back will give you much. We pored over the colonel's lists and identified four or five who might fit the bill. Two were Asian businessmen who had come to prominence in a scandal a couple of years previously. They had been discovered to have links with Palestinian terrorist organisations. They would certainly be up for something like an Islamic Bomb but Niall thought they would be under surveillance; they were too obvious, somehow. The colonel's notes showed them as having helped finance the project but with no other. I in sneakers, a black t-shirt, blue jeans and a plaid long sleeve shirt over top and she was in a pair of high heel boots that went to her knees, what looked like black leggings under a brown suede skirt that came to just above the knee and a dark blue turtle neck sweater that hugged those dangerous curves like a dream. Her hair was down and framed her face well. We left our jackets at the front and punched in and got to work. Starting later in the morning meant we were both awake and on. Rebecca and Mia were cool friends, and I'm sad that they left to build their own lives. But if you just crooked your finger to either of them, they'd come back, marry you, and devote their lives to you in a heartbeat. It's not just the money. We can just tell how great a guy you are inside." You're putting me on this big pedestal, Kate," I said with trepidation."It's where you belong."I shook my head. I was a flawed, flawed man and I knew it. But how could I convince Kate of it? Did I even want.