You always made me feel so good. When you are done with my breasts, I want you to touch between my legs. I want you to feel my wetness. God, I was stu...ned, I never heard Rhoda talk like that. I was already feeling my own wetness. And without thinking I told Rhoda that I would be honored to fulfill her request. After giving her a long soothing and arousing breast massage, this massage progressed fairly clumsily and quickly. This isnt the first time I had ever given anyone an erotic massage, but. As we continue to chat, my eyes regularly avert over the top of Sophie’s shoulder to my father and Katie on the dancefloor.A slow song has now come on and they are hugging one another tightly, bodies pressed against one another, her hands round my father’s neck, her head rested on is shoulder, while my father’s hands hover around her waist, at the base of her back and just above her pert little bum.There’s no doubting she’s an attractive girl, slim, petite with the spiky blonde hair and stud in. He’d quit the hospital, rather than chance his arm fighting a battle he couldn’t win with Grace. As far as we knew he was heading back to Nigeria. We’d had no direct contact with him after the Sunday morning when James had bust his balls and then his face.But Jenny had been in touch, and according to her he was selling up and moving back to Nigeria. At least on the surface, he was distraught about losing Sue, the way he’d behaved and about the prospect of having a child he’d never see grow. . uncomfortable for me. For us both,' Jack said,careful to keep his voice down. 'Every time I see you I remember...what happened. I feel bad about it. God knows what you must feel whenyou see me...''Don't go,' Stephen whispered. 'Please. I... I...' He couldn't framewords - didn't have words for what he felt. 'I liked it. Or part of medid.''You were sick straight afterward.' Jack's face was confused.'I couldn't handle enjoying it the way I did. And I was very drunk. I'mstill not very comfortable.