Jones for a massage.”“Yes come on in Kate. I am Sarah, and I will be giving you the massage. Have you had a massage before?” Sarah asked.“No, ... haven’t."“Well we want you to enjoy it, so please relax and all will be okay. Please follow me” Sarah said.And with that Kate followed Sarah into a small room that held a massage table, a small chair and a long table that held various oils and powders.“Please get undressed and lie face down on the table” Sarah requested“What, all my clothes?” Kate. Please leave positive feedback, what can be improved upon, etc. Enjoy! My Uncle and Me.. My Uncle and I were always close, since I can remember. When I was little and had to stay with my mother at my grandfathers, he was there too. He always looked after my sister and I in the afternoon after school while our mother and grandfather had to work. My sister and I were really tight and sometimes she would tell me things about him, things hed try doing to her or getting her to do, but being young I. . well what am I supposed to do?” Sarah’s voice sounded shrill with agitation. “Hmm, just a suggestion you understand, but it often helps to compliment the person who you want to have your wicked way with. You know; tell them that they’re beautiful and desirable.”“But you already know that you’re beautiful!”“Way to go Sarah! That’s right! Just tell me that I’m conceited and vain! Not exactly a major step forward to relieving me of my drawers is it?”Sarah snorted in exasperation. “All right then. At twenty-two years old I was what one could consider a skinny guy, though not at all bony. I looked rather androgynous really, which helped me inasmuch as I enjoyed dressing up as a girl for private pleasure. I say private pleasure because I had never plucked up the courage to go out in public. In fact, I had never even told anyone about my cross-dressing. I also say private because the act of dressing up as a girl invariably resulted in sexual pleasure through masturbation. Ever since I was a.