.Matt?" was all she said, almost so softly it was a whisper.I gave her the most pitiful expression I could, pleading with her to understand, as I nodd...d.Sarah's face twisted into a grimace as she started to cry. I cringed and pulled away from her, withdrawing my hand from where I had been softly masturbating her. I was ready to reach for my clothes and run out of the room, to quickly gather my c***dren and hurry out to the car, to live the rest of my life regretting this decision. I felt guilty. “What?” I asked.“Lie face down on the table, sitting upright like you are the muscles stay tense, if you lay down they’ll relax and I can work that knot right out of there.” Kshitiz said.I got up on the table and laid face down. Kshitiz worked his powerful hands on the knot in my back. It felt great as he worked it all the way down my back coming ever so close to my ass and out from my spine working down into my armpits and the very beginnings of both of my breasts.As he worked I had my head. Morgan nodded and looked at Aunt Jean. “And how was Mrs. Logan’s meal?” he asked. Aunt Jean had a grin on her.“It was truly wonderful and my husband here knows more about wines than he let on. That Pinot Noir was excellent.” She said. I missed the “husband” part and looked at Morgan with one eyebrow raised thinking about his addressing my Aunt as“Mrs. Logan”. I felt a finger on my lips as I was about to open them to protest but I kept silent after that. Aunt Jean pulled me toward the door. Now, if you feel love for those people, why have boundaries that restrict your interactions with them?"Zoey said, "Isn't that kind of idealistic? You'd have people running around doing all sorts of weird things." Weird? Kinky? They're just terms that define your boundaries. Is kissing another girl weird or kinky?" Uhmmm, I guess it depends on the couple." Good. So, two lesbians kissing is all right, but two straight women kissing is not OK – that's kinky? You know there's an in between area.