I’m laid on my front and I’ve been drifting in and out of sleep for the last 30 mins. I’m so relaxed and a little tipsy. I turn over, sit up, ta...e another sip of my drink, lay back and close my eyes.I hear the neighbour frantically trying to open (or close, I can’t tell) their window so I open my eyes to see what’s going on. In the window I see Jason, the middle aged husband of Sara, trying to close the window. He sees me look up, stops, and looks right at me. Eyes as wide as dinner plates. I. My features are very eastern European with a long neck, hazel eyes, high cheekbones, and delicate bone structure.My career as a tax lawyer had been my sole obsession for as long as I could remember and I had my job to thank for not only my beautiful house but also for two failed marriages. My husband's hadn't been able to handle the long hours I put in at the firm I had started with my twin brother and my marriages had fallen apart after a few short years. I never blamed them and had a. “Are you sure? It’s bad, really bad.” “Trust me!” I took Jill’s hand and squeezed it lightly. Her eyes were directed at me, but didn’t seem to be focused on me. “Jill!” I said worriedly. She flinched and withdrew her hand from mine. “I think I am better now,” she said. “Are you sure?” “Yep. Please, help me stand up!” Taking hold under her arms, I easily lifted her up. As I was supporting her back, she steadied herself, balancing on her good leg. Connie tucked the crutches under Jill’s. I lightly brush your hair to the side of your neck, unhook your bra, throwing the straps aside. This is soon followed by a small gasp from your side."Don't worry. This'll just get in the way otherwise." Saying that, I place the tips of all my fingers on the lower end of your ribcage, on both sides of your spine. "Now, what I want you to do is focus on my fingertips, on their touch.. Feel how at first it's just grazing your skin, but the more you focus on it, the deeper it goes."I start to apply.