“I had to watch Kimmel…! and now I’m stuck shoveling this late. Grr.” So be it. I was already in my nightgown, a rather short one. It barely c...overs my ass but it’s my favorite one, baby blue and with a thin white lace ribbon holding the flimsy material up. The gown always makes me feel all feminine. It’s more of a summer nighty, but under my heavy robe I’m never cold, and always titillated by the roughness of the robe rubbing against my sensitive nipples through the nighty’s sheer material. So I laid face down on the table and she rubbed her hands across my back and butt. She poured some warm oil on my lower back and ass and began rubbing it in. Over the next 20 minutes or so she massaged my body and spent a lot of time around my ass. She would do my back and legs, but would return to my ass quite frequently. Her hands felt so nice rubbing my ass. She never penetrated me, but she got close. She would reach under as well to rub my cock and balls. I would lift my ass in the air. Jilly smiled as she did a joke-y curtsey, and bowed her head slightly, even managing a hint of a blush at the praise of her abilities.A door opened in the north-east corner of the room, and two men entered from an adjoining office.Both were dressed in identical black suits, with white shirts, dark ties and patent leather shoes. Both also wore ear-pieces with attached microphones and, as Jilly had noted earlier when the men had come to collect her by car from her apartment, both had the. This guy is clearly bigger than I am. I empty my duffel bag and take the letters I have from my mother and my girl Lisa. I go to the bottom bunk and lie down and try to think of how the hell I get in this jail cell. The cell was made of cinder blocks and the door was an 8'thick steel with a square glass in the center and a long window on the side of the door that let you see out into the corridor. There were no windows in the cell. That night as I lay in my bed I finally drifted off.