Dinner over, and kitchencleaned, I was kneading Carolyn's right foot while she giggled.Ticklish but wanting the massage, like a moth to a flame.Her ha...rnet was purple; covering her tightly set red hair.She tenderly touched my right arm at the elbow. The cigarette burn scarhad been removed by the broken shards of bones penetrating my skin,replaced by a complex pattern of new scars.I looked at her and knew this particular soft safe place was coming to aclose. A few more months at best, and then. I do remember my friends, imaginary friends or so I was told. They were my age young and small. There were a lot of them who came and went, but one stayed. A little girl with bright red hair and a fiery temper even at such a young age. We would play games together with the others but often just us. I remember the day before the explosion she told me she would marry me one day. Then I never saw her again, I never saw any of them again. I did dream about them, they were always trying to say. This movement of his hands made my heartbeat faster and kept up my state of arousal. He then slowly withdrew his hands still looking at me. I looked at him like I had not realized anything.He then picked up the CPU, and I took the house keys, and he closed the door. I got into the elevator, and he followed me in, brushing past my bare hands as he stood behind me. I was now standing in the elevator alone with this man, wearing a short skirt with nothing underneath. I was actually hoping he would. Luckily, I continue to fly frequently even now. This story is from one of my business travels.Of late I have been delivering a lot of talks at the seminar to increase my visibility and it was at one such conference I met Tanya! While I noticed the leggy lass as soon as I entered the conference hall, she took a note of me only after my session. My presentation was well received and during the lunch, I was surrounded by many curious souls for follow-up questions and one of them happened to be.