It all felt perfectlynormal and comfortable."This is me," I stated the simple fact. It felt like me. It was me.I looked over my body, mentally catalog...ing the list of small faults thatalways seemed to creep up. I knew that the Gus me wouldn't have noticedmost of these faults, though I most definitely wasn't as young as I oncewas. I frowned slightly at the realization that I'd just become 17 yearsolder in the space of an hour yet I didn't feel old. I felt...normal.Finally, I snapped, "I don't. He had never quit before; he would not quit this time. He would not give up. But what good would it do — death was there, waiting. He ran the tutorials on blood transfusions. He had been taught the procedures at the academy, but he wanted to refresh his memory. Grimly, he set about the task, set the timer for his next dose of anti-rad. Death would have to take him, kicking and screaming, clawing for life the way he had fought for his dreams.Days dragged on, faithfully recorded by the. His hands began tracing my figure starting at my armpits and traversing down the sides to my hips with gentle soft strokes. His hands slipped inside the waistband of my skirt and panties. I raised my hips slightly and he tugged my garments down below my buttocks then pushed them further until they were in a bunch around my ankles. I kicked my legs and they fell in a pile at my feet.He kissed my lips again and I felt as if I had melted against him feeling the soft robe he wore against my now. Do come inAnd he comes in. I lock the door put the dnd signMe- let me change before the massageHim- its ok you can dress as you likeMe- thanks …. Should I open t-shirt and skirt if is ok with you?Him- sureMe- I’ll just go to the loo and come you get ready.I went to the washroom, answered nature’s call, cleaned my hole and opened my t-shirt and skirt and was only in my padded bra and panty. Nervously I came outI lit a smoke and asked where I should lay downHe asked me to lie on the bed with face.