Time to check the old E-mail, lots of the usual stuff, a few TG-alerts, a couple of new stories, Vickie Tern's Chat Log.Everything seemed normal. Unti... I hit the 3pm entry. It was from Mindy. The heading was "Don't read Story 2000!" after that, nothing. I quickly double clicked the icon, but the rest of the letter was completely trashed.I didn't know what was going on, but it just wasn't normal. I tried to E-mail Steve Zink, but it got bounced -- user unknown. I started getting really worried.. He started pouring oil on my back and worked on it. It felt good. He asked to unhook my bra and so he did. He massaged my bare back, my neck and my arms. Then he went on my feet. He gradually went up my legs reaching my panties covered by the towel. I was getting hornier.He dropped the towel to my legs. His hands went onto my ass through my panties. His fingers were gradually going under my underwear. He dropped my panties a little. The first time he massage just my ass cheeks. But this time, I. I positioned myself behind D, and dropped my invisibility."Out of the way, you big dumb lump. That animal needs to be taught a lesson." said the girl.D's expression turned cold as ice, and I could feel her anger boiling under the surface. This girl was making a very bad mistake, I was worried D might rip her to shreds."Leave her alone, Stacy!" D told her."I should have known the big simpleton would stand up for her, given your mother is a filthy animal. I guess under the skin, so are you," the. "Right, uh ... You live over back I think." Still not having turned fully toward Charlie, Anita repositioned the towel and knotted it under her arm.She turned as Charlie responded, "Yes, and you must be Sandy's aunt..." Anita ... nice to meet you ... and I'd shake your hand but I wouldn't want to risk losing the towel..." she said coyly.Sandy snickered as she uncrossed her legs and offered a peak-a-boo view of her panties again. "Go ahead and put some clothes on," Sandy offered. "We'll.