It was an eerie thought.I invited her in, still uncertain whether it was me seeing adult behaviour in the thirteen-year-old or she had her own agenda....She answered the unasked question when she looked up smiling and asked if I planned to have a bath later.I asked her why she felt that she needed to know but all she said was. 'in case I need to go to the loo again.'I told her that I would be taking a bath quite soon. She nodded and went out into the back garden to play. Once she had gone I felt. Summers."Bill leaves and Mary comments, "Stacy do you really..."I interrupt her, " ... Yes Mary I do feel this was necessary and if you had received the threats Samantha and I have you would understand. Now let's see if we're buying this building."The five of us walk inside...I wasn't sure that Stacy knew about the threats I had received, it was good to know that she did but I questioned how she knew about them. We all walked into the building and it was ... incredible! I had dreams when I was. I asked her to lay down on the massage table by her stomach side with minimum clothes. She was looking very hot and sexy in her bikini but she was feeling shy, may be it was her first time taking message by any male. Now his husband was watching us and shooting all this. I applied few oil on her naked back and started rubbing it slowly. Touching her pain points and nerves to make her feel relaxed. Now I pulled her bra strip so I can apply oil on her whole back. As I was doing massage and. They're comfortable, at least. Make-up isjust troweling waterproof mascara on.Of course it all looks fabulous to me at that moment. I look fabulous,even without a wig--which is usually the most depressing sight I canimagine! The wigs both look so fab I have trouble deciding. Afterrunning my fingers through both repeatedly, I go for the longer one,simply for the divine feeling of it brushing against my neck andshoulders.When I leave my room, ready to go, all the lights in the apartment.