Il n'osait pas répondre et j'ai reformulé ma question avec un grand plaisir. "Tu m'as dit que mes doigts te donnent envie d'aller aux toilettes. Mai... pour faire quoi?" Il a réussi à me donner sa réponse avec un énorme embarras. Ça me plaisait et j'ai voulais poursuivre. "Et est-ce que tu aimerais y aller maintenant?" Il m'a répondu que oui et j'ai immédiatement retiré mes doigts. "Vas-y, fais ici! Je pourrai peut-être voir quelque chose qui va m'aider."Bien sûr il était déconcerté mais je lui. I now start working up Davina’s legs working on the knees and large top thigh muscles, she is really well developed and the muscles responded well to the massage. Now I move on up to her arms working on first the right hand, oiling and massaging each finger then on to her palms and up the forearm to the biceps, these are really well developed. As Davina plays the flute, she has really well toned upper arms and torso. After doing Davina’s arms I start going from her neck down her chest, kneading. " You think they'll make me their sex slave?" Bridgett was still smiling."It's not funny, Bridgett. I mean, God! These are desperate times. The world is a whole new system, here. Almost everybody's dead! From all I can tell on the radio, there's almost nobody alive, anywhere! These guys are -- I don't know -- almost 2000 miles from us! If we can hear them on the radio, and nobody else -- what does that mean?" There will be more people," she said."Maybe. But not so many." There will be more.. ”“You never could drink, mom. You know what I mean; it’s not like you get drunk, but don’t get upset, but sometimes you do and say things, well truthfully, are embarrassing. So where did you sleep, in her guest room?” Now I knew that the answer was obvious.“Honey, I was a little confused. I mean, you are right, I shouldn’t drink. Okay, I think, uhm, I’m pretty sure that I slept in her bed. Well, uhm, maybe I shared her bed with her. I mean that she wanted to be sure that I didn’t hurt myself so.