You tell me to be more careful, but to keep going with the massage. I fold the towel down over your legs and roll it down from your shoulders. I apply...yet more oil and massage your neck, down your right arm, to your hand, and your fingers, one by one. I move to your left arm and repeat the process, and then back to your neck and shoulders, down your upper back. As I move my thumbs in broader circles on your back, my fingers slide to the edge of your back, curling around you to gently caress the. "Cheers, my darling!" I said, then threw back the whisky,wincing as it seared my throat.I walked over to the French windows and stared out into at thedriveway, where my BMW was parked on the drive, and out overthe garden where Max, our gardener was tending the manicuredlawns of the half-acre of land our neo-Georgian manor housestood in. It took both mine and Kevin's salaries to afford it,the lavish salaries of a TV star and his high-flying corporatelawyer fiance, but it was worth it. This was. A violent shiver ran down my spine and my mind went black and everything started moving at lightning speed. I opened the cash register and started grabbing all of the cash and change. It was as if I was having an out of body experience! I could see myself stuffing the cash inside her purse, but I couldn't feel the paper between my fingers. What the fuck am I doing?! What the fuck am I doing?! What the fuck am I doing?! “What are you doing?! Stop that?! For the love of God stop!” I heard her. Charlotte'sjust been feeling a bit low, Jamie and I need to help her out... I don'trecall you giving Emma this hard a time when she moved out... No, as Isaid, I'm NOT moving out..." I giggle happily as Stuart continues arguingwith his mother, crawling along the bed and encircling his naked bodyfrom behind."I've got to go now," Stuart chuckles into his phone. "Yes, yes she is.See you later mum. Love to you, dad and Becca." Aww," I coo as I cuddle Stuart close to me. "Momma's BOY!" Heh," Stuart.