He massaged my foot and calf, then started working his way up my thigh. I knew he planned to work on my hamstrings, hips and glutes a bit, so it didn...'t faze me when his right hand moved REALLY high up my thigh. As he was rubbing my thigh and glute, the back of his hand kept brushing ever-so-slightly along the side of my pussy. He asked if I was comfortable with the occasional contact, saying it was tough to avoid when working on my glute. I told him I was fine with it. I was actually. "She can't understand why I'm pissed at you. Says if it had been her, I'd better have killed Greg. Got Ma on her side, too."There was no more said on the subject. There were no apologies or pledges of friendship, and Cal did not expect to be eating lunch with Rickert. Cal was sure, however, that it marked the end of Rickert's surly, standoffish attitude toward his teammates.The third quarter of the game went back and forth with neither team able to score. Pete came up to Cal at the quarter. I was about as celibate as a girl could get, and I was too busy to have much free time to go chase one down. And as for my supposed boyfriend...The company had established a resort in Australia, spending bucketloads of money to buy and renovate this place on the Australian coast. Rick had accepted a job there, while that was okay, I figured I could get used to Australia, he'd gone and married a girl there.Now I wasn't the most adamant girl when it came to being faithful in marriage. Look at my. The cane across bare flesh had come as a surprise. She had expected six strokes across her bottom with a skirt on like last time, followed by six over her panties, before facing the ordeal of cane on flesh. Then of course was the humiliation from the other male. Gina didn’t know how much she could take; even so, she could feel her own wetness. “Back here Jones” Jim called out. Gina walked back to the table. “Take your blouse off” Jim told her, “The Governor wants to see you fully naked” She.