It wasn’t lost on Sylvia. “Thank you, dear. That was exactly what I was wanting to hear.” Without looking at Amy, but instead focused on the oth...ers around the table, “Do you expect that you’ll have sexual relations with guests as a function of bringing guests and a****ls together?”“Yes, Ma’am. I don’t think there is really any question about that. We think it will be mostly the woman involved with the a****ls, but her partner will likely be present and that will … well, he may … likely will …. The warmth of the sheet seeped into her bones, as the young woman told her her name. ‘I’m Nikki. I’ll be doing your massage. Do you have any problem areas that you’d like me to work on?’ ‘No, but I’d love it if you’d do a relaxation massage, rather than a ‘therapeutic’ one.’ She’d had both in the past, but she just wanted the pampering of a relaxing touch. She felt the young woman’s hands with warmed oil begin to massage her shoulders, and work on the knots that always seem to form there from. I explained to them, as best as Icould, what was going to happen to them and to me at the Doctor'soffice. I am sure they were a little scared, I know I was.This is where the ability to talk to your breasts is most helpful. Theytrust me. Even after that time of the Bullet Bra Fiasco, I was able toregain their trust and love. I wasn't going to let anything really badhappen to them. At least I would try not to let anything happen. Younever know when a Doctor and a Nurse and a Sissy and a Mistress. “Both of you have some explaining to do.”“Now, now, Aunt Di,” Steve said, moving forward to put a hand on her shoulder.Diane, Tabby’s Mom, was a slender older version of her daughter. She wore her hair short, in a classical cut. The light summer dress she was wearing was very sexy as it clung to her 36C breasts.“Don’t you now, now me,” she tried to shrug his hand off.“But Aunty Di, we were hot…and well, you know how it is on these hot summer days,” Steve went on. He had always been a sweet.