So I have informed the same to the therapist. He showed me how to give reliving massage on his last visit. Things were going normal and I am missing t...he fun.Now starts the main story:One day my aunt asked me to help her as she is feeling some pain on her back. I called the therapist and he suggested to give some massage. I am the happiest person as I have another chance to touch my aunt in private as my uncle only comes after 9 pm.She slept on her stomach and I am slowly moving the hot water. So, Sheela went to the garden to talk to her(friend). Our garden is very close to my room. So I was watching Sheela through the window from my room pretending as if I am doing some computer work. FFrom the window I saw Sheela talking to her friend and scratching her pubic region (vagina) now and then in front of her friend. By seeing this I became really hot and my body, mind was out of control. She finished talking to her friend and came inside the house and again started wiping the floor. The sharply pressed trousers and becomebaggier and gender neutral looking.He thought for a moment that he should call for someone to take dictation butthought that was silly since he had his own computer on the desk. Withouthesitation, his shapely thin fingers flew over the keyboard with accuracy andprecision. No one would know that he had applied clear lacquer to hisfingernails. He did not want to damage his manicure that he got yesterday.Strange, he could not remember exactly where and how. When I heard Jim’s voice I nearly hugged him. It was a close thing, but I maintained control over my emotions.“George? Is that really you?” Jim was smiling as he stood beside our table with Millie on his arm.I couldn’t help myself.I stood and offered her my seat, holding it while she gently lowered herself down. “Thank you so much, young man. My old bones are acting up so much these days. You’re very kind to offer me your seat.”George rose and embraced Jim. They obviously had history. “Jim.