But I warn you, I haven’t given a massage in like forever.Amy: Oh don’t worry daddy. I’m sure you’ll be able to handle my little back.She was ...leeping on the left. I got up and sat on her right. Slowly I kept my hands on her shoulder and slowly massaging them.Amy: OhMe: Did I hurt you? I’m so sorry.Amy: No, you didn’t hurt me at all. It feels really good.Me: Really?Amy: Yeah, you’re a natural dad.Slowly I moved down. I was not rubbing the sides of her belly.Me: Thanks, honey!I massaging her. In the middle, there were sexy rings (areolas). I don’t know whether they were black or brown. The tips were thick and perky. Her boobs and nipples were turning me mad.I thought, “This is wrong.. What am I doing?! If didi wakes up, she will kill me.Then I thought, “But I am not in a position to control myself either.”Then I put my trembling hand on my sleeping sister’s right milk pot. There was no movement. Slowly, I pressed my palm down. Her boob was slowly pressed down and as I loosened my. "Johnny," she said, "when we are alone call me Denise, okay?"And that's the way it started. My relationship with Denise evolved into a long slow dance as we both wrestled with our consciences. I was torn because she was married and the mother of one of my best friends. Denise's only problem turned out to be that I was so young.Look, I know I could have kept anything from happening by just staying away. But Denise was unhappy and I sensed it was from more than just her job. I really wasn't. "After all, I have the keys dear," was all she said.I managed three more beers while they were eating, and now I hada full load on. As soon as they finished eating, I was told toclear the dishes, and get ready to pay up for the last loss."I thought this was my payment for the last round?"Carol giggled as she informed me that this was just being themaid. I was only dressed to help me act like a maid. Mypunishment was going to be now. Roxann gave my a choice. I couldsubmit to the cosmetologist,.