“Is this where you feel it?” I asked. “A bit lower. Closer to my shoulders,” was the response as she leaned back in her chair. I took this as ...er invitation for me to give it a try, if I wanted. So I did. Massaging her shoulders, her neck, moving down between her shoulder blades, and then down the upper part of her arms too. She closed her eyes as I continued rubbing her, kneading her flesh to try to work out the tension and the kinks. She was wearing a rather loose sweater, and as I rubbed her. I used to go to the Sunday services in Iraq all the time when I was in camp. It gave me a good feeling and I felt safer in the field. Perhaps this will make me less of a target.After church, there was the usual handshaking and introductions to people you hoped you would remember. On the way home, Brandy said, "Thank you for going to church with us. Tiani and I needed that. We need to know you are protected by your faith. That's important to us."Brandy's mom said, "Those two girls cried on my. He had gotten more lemonade and they went back outside. There was a large double chaise lounge and John sat and reclined on it. The girls just hopped on it with him and he did not object. John had decided to let happen what would happen.John was tired and soon was dozing off. Tina snuggled up close on one side and Lisa on the other. As John drifted deeper into sleep Tina became bolder and now she had move so his hand was over her shoulder and resting on her small breast. She loved the. Academically J.J. had showed the same effort he put in on the football field, carrying a full A average for his high school career and posting very respectable ACT and SAT scores. The reason for that drive ended up coming in the mail a month before his high school graduation. Acceptance and a scholarship to go to out west to Stanford. While his academic scholarship didn’t pay his full tuition what it didn’t cover was picked up by the football and track teams combined scholarship and housing.