Did He really want her to answer it? Was this a test? She couldn't! How could He ask her to embarrass herself? How could she refuse? Was she not worth... of Him?Confused tears welled in her eyes."Poppy," He said just as quietly as before. "Answer the door."She hated to disobey Him, not for fear of the punishment, but because she hated to displease Him. She just couldn't make herself go toward the door. The person on the other side now knocked loudly. The first pound made her jump. She tried not. As I watch you lay there, I can see the look on your face, pleading with me to indulge you. But I take my time. Enjoy The Moment.I make my way over to where you are laying on the bed. I help you to move closer to the edge so your legs can hang off the side. I kneel down on the floor and start to massage your legs and feet with oil. I am not in any hurry. I've got all the time in the world.Enjoy The Moment.I work the oil into your calves, and can feel the tension start to ebb. I then work up. Kent was off to the side with a few beautiful women chatting with a big smile on his face. He glanced at Erin in time to catch a wink from her. Her long red mane was all the way down her back half between her shoulder blades and tush. Her makeup was perfect while she exaggerated the taut swing of her ass as she moved slowly from circle to circle making sure that everyone were having a good time and had their champaign glasses full.She walked over to the small buffet table with hot and cold. After the way Sophia had reacted when I mentioned the machine, I didn'tthink I wanted to try to talk her into going to the library and changingme that afternoon. And Andrew's parents wouldn't let him come overagain until Friday, at the earliest. So I bided my time; I figuredif the sheriff's department hadn't fenced off the new machine by now,they probably wouldn't do it before the weekend, either. Or they would,and whoever was making and installing those machines would put in anotherone, at.