I laid a blanket in the living room and pour olive oil in a container for the massage.I lied down on the blanket face up and i asked him if he had see... any East Indian girl before without cloth and he told me that he had not seen any naked girl. I asked him how old he was. He replied he was twenty two. I told him to sit between my two legs and start massage from left toes up to the knee and then same with right leg and then from left knee on thigh up to my cunt and same with the right thigh.. In the beginning, Boots thought the demon had done so out of some perversehumor, but as she made The One's place her own, she could scent that thedemon had come there often.What happened in the past was beyond her, but with grim efficiency shemade sure that no more would such trouble him in this place. Whether itpossessed the form of vermin or bug, she hunted them ruthlessly, but ifshe kept The One's place safe from intrusion, she could do nothing for himwhen he left.Still, the demon continued. He was the cutest boy in school. I remember my first day at that school and the first time I saw him, it was gym and the boys were playing football I got soooo wet watching him. Thing was he was a BHM, I always liked my guys kind of chunky(just how I like my ladies). Because of that he didn't get the attention he should've from the other girls. I look past all that superficial bullshit, so all I saw was a hottie. Me and Leah, but I have nicer tits, she has an incredible ass though. That ass was. " Yeah," I said, "Mama told me." He was sick for so long, from his war wounds. He lived longer than we thought he would, but... It was hard on Mother. That's two men the war took from her, her husband and her brother." She stared ahead pensively, then blinked awake. "Well. Enough of that."I said earnestly from across the room, "I'm real sorry, Martha Jane."She smiled. "Thank you, hon. I know you are. It'll be all right." She looked back at her book and began scribbling in her notepad.For a long.