At the same time, there was a certain element of terror in what I was doing. I tried to keep my hands brisk and professional, but I caressed her all t...he same. She didn't seem to dislike my touch, though. She was very relaxed, her eyes were closed, and I slowly grew more self-assured. I applied more oil and worked the joints of her shoulders, and her arms, and down to her wrists and hands."Feel nice?" I asked."Mmmm yes," she sleepily murmured.I kneaded my fingers into the hollows beneath her. It was human nature.Counting off two hundred dollars, Tim set the stack of bills to the side. “That’s for the printer. We need more envelopes.”“We need to update the information on them. Using the leftovers from last year’s envelopes meant that the permit numbers were wrong.”Tim counted off more bills and set them aside. “We need six cases of paint.”“We need to replace the templates. The ones we have are getting in pretty bad shape. I had to scrape the paint off of one with my pocket knife.”Tim. We were playing our rival school team since my first year of high school. It was the 4th quarter, the other team was leading by two points. Our options were either score the easy two or take the three and win it all, we decided to shoot the three. The coach made the play for me. My heart was about to drop because the win was in my hands. As we got onto the court I noticed the girl who I liked. She was beautiful, pretty face cute ass and decent sized breast. She was giving me a shy stare. The. "I want in on the take down."Tony screwed his face up uneasily. "I know how you feel, but you haveto stay out of this." Stay out of it?!" I blurted. "I'm not staying outta shit!" Ahem," Abby cleared her throat at us. "I sort of need to concentratehere, so could you keep it down to a dull roar please." Sorry," I called back her, sounding a bit insincere in my focus onTony."Yeah, sorry," Tony joined in the apology before adding quietly to me,"Why don't we head out front to talk?" Fine," I.