It does feel good, doesn’t it, when my hand moves over your body like this? You like being touched, being stroked, being rubbed. Tell me, Jessica,�... he said as his hand dipped down below her waist, just a little at first. ‘How long has it been since you’ve been touched like this?’ ‘About…ooh…’ Jessica sighed, and let her legs fall open just a tiny bit. ‘About six months.’ Doctor Klein reached out with his other hand, and traced the swell of her breasts with the tip of his index finger. ‘It’s. "Uh... what... did I miss something?" he stammered, the feeling of her soft lips lingering on his."No, I just thought it would be nice to have a quiet dinner together. Now go get showered and changed," Rhonda said, pushing her dad out of the room.Robert walked up the stairs confused but relieved. At least he hadn't disappointed his daughter again. It had been so difficult for him since Beth died. Beth had been the one to raise their daughter while he worked long hours. He regretted that many. Skin on skin, his heat gave me goosebumps and our skin started to stick. My hand rested casually on his stomach as I lay under his arm. Andy's hand rested on my shoulder, his fingers drawing small circles into it. The film started with a light hum and a sweet violin melody that I just got lost in.* The film was nice, a sexy romantic comedy. I giggled pleasantly at the kisses and declarations of love, tragedy and raunchy sex scenes. It was almost three quarters of the way through when Andy. To my relief, she made no comments on my frozen, shriveled manhood."There, that wasn't so bad, was it?" she cheerfully said, pulling my shirt off my shoulders and pushing past me to rummage in the medicine cabinet. I stammered a less than heartfelt agreement, once more using my hands to shield myself and taking the extra precaution of keeping my back to her. This amused her. "Really, Neal, you don't have anything to be modest about," she giggled, handing me a jar of some noxious cream. "Here,.