Chapter 24No one, not even my husband, had ever touched me in such an intimate manner, let alone down there, so it took a great deal of concentration on my part to force my body to relax under her hands.
Gayle’s thumbs were now gently massaging the sensitive skin around my rosebud, not touching it directly, but very close. As she pressed her thumbs into my flesh, I could feel the tender skin rolling out and spreading, sending just a tiny hint of tepid pain up my spine. My fingers and toes responded by curling tightly. But after a few seconds, her thumbs followed her hands up my back to my shoulders, and I felt her leaning across me. Gayle pulled the hair from one side of my face and brought hers closer.
“You have really nice legs,” she whispered, as her warm breath swathed across my ear.
