” She had some warm oils which she rubbed on her hands and then started to massage my arms and shoulders – it felt so good to have a firm hand pr...ssing into my flesh like that and I started to drift away. “Is that good?” she said, as her fingers pressed into my shoulders. “Yes,” I said, “very good”. She then moved to my legs and started kneading and pressing my calves and thighs – moving right up my legs. “Do you like that?” she murmured. I just mumbled, but it was heavenly – her hands. The room was warm and filled with light moaning sounds.We both were wet with sweat and other bodily fluids. I soon was shooting and I fell on her. We hugged each other and passed out naked. I woke up after a few minutes. My phone was vibrating, the food was here. We got dressed and received the food. There was more or less silence between us.We played some music on the TV while eating. After food, we decided to put on some movie that was playing on Star World and got back in bed. “You have done. I sneaked a look. Evan, she was bruised. That’s when she admitted that there were more than one. I’m afraid she will be hurt nor is that any way to find a relationship.”“Morgan, that’s all news to me. I picked your mother because she seemed to have listings like what I was looking for in a place. I didn’t even see a picture of her until after I had made a choice.” I grinned. “Nor did I know she had a daughter until we met.”She said in a low voice, “I hope you’re not sorry.”“Not for an instant.. A trace of rain misted the sidewalks as she walked to the convenience store at the end of her block, and she was distantly grateful for the store's dry warmth. Back at her apartment, she sat down in the overstuffed arm chair in front of her television.The face on the screen talked endlessly about work, and duty, and obedience. Marcella looked at her small color television set, seeing it as though for the first time. There was no tuning knob, and she wondered why she thought that there should be.