Are they naïve? Or do they take it for granted?Women have a hard time understanding this outlook. And a hard time hiding their disdain. At best they ...make mild jokes about it and shrug their shoulders.Women live in the present. They own it.They love to meet and talk — to weave a collective web that spreads in all directions. It is the fabric of the now. It sustains families, communities, workplaces, even whole cities. It is an intricate labyrinth. And they know their way instinctively.Men don't.. Time to explore with no masculine influence. Fine, this part she would share but she needed part of this to be for her and just for her -- a different place, a longer time......Kathy pulled up her shirt revealing her own rather large, bra covered breasts, "You can touch too."Krystal smiled as she started to caress, running her fingertips under the edge of Kathy's bra. Her feminine hands squeezing just right and her thumbs moving back and forth over her hard, silky covered nipples. She gasped. The young girl stepped in, wearing that uniform she loathed so much, that stuffy button up shirt, jacket and skirt with those ugly grey leggings. Martin couldn't help but smile as she walked in, tossing her back atop the lounge chair his coat rested on, his young daughter skipping over and hopping right into her dad's lap."Hi Daddy!" she smiled, throwing her arms around his neck and giving him a big kiss on the cheek. Martin laughed, dropping his phone and cupping her back while moving his. I was feeling good so decided I’d put it on & watch by myself. It was a collection of short movies showing females having massages, I’d never had a massage but watching these decided that if I did I’d definitely want it to be like these! There was 1 guy who was great in my view, he had strong arms a taut stomach & wonderful large hands that could hold the girls breasts easily. He slathered massage oil on those hands and started by stroking up and down her legs. As he moved up and down her legs.