I don't--"The words are whispers, lost into the darkness before they've begun as his lips caress my shoulder and then down over my arm to my hand wher... I look down to find him kneeling at my feet. I can't help myself but push my fingers through the dark, luxurious curls of his hair, like silk, as he rises before me again."I'm scared."He smiles warmly as he stands before me, my hands on his shoulders. "I'll never hurt you, Sasha. Just remember to breathe."I whimper as a hand slips over my tummy,. She then climbed in the bed and sat across my legs and started rubbing my lower back then leaning forward and reaching my upper back and neck. She then repositioned herself at my hips and continued rubbing my back. It was a few minutes and I heard my wife hell that dinner was almost ready and that I probably could use my chest and shoulders rubbed also. My wife now standing at the door told me to turn over so that her sister could finish my rub down. Needless to say I now had an erection. Escorting us to the doorway, they said "enjoy the night girls" as we entered. The music was jumping with some sort of oldies rock and roll while people moved their bodies to the beat. Sasha grabbed me by the hand and pulled me to the crowed dance floor. Lacing her hands behind her head, she began to roll her hips and pelvis to the grinding beat of the song. She smiled at me as I began rocking my ass to the beat as well. It was hot, full of body heat from the crowed steamy dance floor. Her hands. "Or did you just get lucky with that call?" I'm that good, Dr. Meiersdottir," said the young woman confidently. "You said show you. Have I?" Suddenly the confidence momentarily evaporated, leaving a vulnerable girl waiting anxiously for approval that she was unsure would come.Meiersdottir burst into laughter. "All right, young lady, you've got a job. On probation for now, but you've got one."Heisinger's face blossomed into a smile."And you'd better call me Amanda," added Meiersdottir. "Let's.