The Massage
I started on your stomach, using my fingertips for a gentler approach. Your skin was perfect, your body was perfect, and I didn't want it to end, I could do this for years. I refocused and started back at your chest and used my thumbs to push just hard enough. When I went back up to your shoulders, I accidentally knocked the towel off one of your breast. You opened your eyes and saw the subtle fear on my face. You took the towel all the way off and said "go ahead" and closed your eyes. I...