I had her Coke and upon returning she spoke, “I hope my little break didn’t tell you I wanted you to stop with the massage. It so, you were told wrong. I’d like for you to continue. If you don’t mind that is.”

I was glad her back was to me as she made her statement. Had she been looking my direction she could have seen the broad smile as it crossed my lips. I put the drink down for her and started again, nearly the same as before. As my fingers worked their way under the edge of her blouse, I detected something was different. The resistance previously noted...