He grinned.Betty took this as a sign he was perking up. There was no way for her to know how this would change her life... They were at the movie. It was some poor excuse for an artsy dramatic romance. He was bored.If only the flick had a touch of humor, rather than drowsy monotone conversations, he might enjoy it. He liked romance, even tear jerkers, but not painfully dragging ones. The only thing worse would be watching nothing but TV commercials for two hours running.So he began to scan the near vicinity for interesting minds to explore.A narrow trail of thought wandering the neighborhood almost escaped his attention. Not really thought, but in the spectrum he saw the symbols in. It was narrow and straight, a bright beam of thought energy. But Bob couldn't sense any symbols within the path, rather maybe he could. It looked like a simple imperative demand for a subconscious response, a sort of feedback ping.Watching it closely, Bob concluded it was traversing a circle, not unlike a. I could see no reason why not, so put cream & oil on my hand and lay my hand on her calf to resume the massage.Sarah let out a yelp & jerked her leg away from my hand and turned to stare at me “What are you doing” she mouthed.Massaging I gestured. I heard her tell her partner that she had spilt her drink, Thanks goodness it didn’t go on my papers she lied.Sarah relaxed lowering her leg & continued her conversation I resumed the massage. As I looked up I noticed that by pulling her leg away from my hand, she had spread her legs about a foot apart. From my position and the end of the bed I looked up her long legs and could see exposed what at first I thought to be a slip under her short skirt but then decided must some kind of loose underwear. I was intrigued.As I continued the massage, I heard that the phone had clearly been passed over to Sarah’s c***dren. I oiled my hands, then started to rub both calves at the same time. Sarah let out a small sigh. I took this as a sign she wasn’t.
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