Basically, I like to get all my photocopying done at once; it may take me half an hour but it's better than constantly having to traipse back and fort.... So, 2.30 and I'm off to the photocopier which is in a little alcove comeopen room down the other end of the building. I quite like this time ‘cause I get to mentally tune out; basically you put the paperwork in, press the button, the light flashes and the jobs done ... no ringing phones, no Stephanie wheeling herself across on her swivel chair. My strong hands are massaging your feet, one at a time. Some say there are certain pressure points in your feet that releif pressure and hieghten arousal in your feet, I try and find those diligently. Getting a few sharp intakes of breath and a few moans of how good my hands feel, I take it I am pushing all the right buttons. Moving up the underside of your legs, I continue my massage on your muscled calves. Working my hands and fingers into your muscles, kneading out the knots. Moving. I simply smiled at her and hoped her youthful crossdressing detector was out of commission for the day. Jenny smiled to the girl and introduced us."Darlene, this is Kathy, my Aunt Betty's daughter. I think I've told you about Aunt Betty before, haven't I?" She's the one who likes showers, isn't she?" Jenny has sharp elbows, but it was worth the pain to say that. I continued in my most feminine voice."Pleased to meet you, Kathy." It didn't seem to help as her eyebrows rose noticeably. "The lunch. And my frustrationlevels are through the roof. I need to be my normal self in front ofthe family. Please!"Rachel allowed the person on the other end of the chat, Tammy, to stewfor some time."I will drop by today evening. Don't get excited. We will DISCUSS."* * *That evening, Rachel drove to the apartment that Tammy shared withanother of her friend, Darcy. Darcy was a cis-female and heavily intothe lifestyle. She was in a poly relationship with another domme andcurrently shared the apartment.