It wasn’t Julie. It was Stacey, in that icy voice that told me she was trying damn hard not to cry. Today was her work from home day. ‘Robert? We ...ave a situation. Come home now.’ ‘On my way.’ I dropped everything and ran for the door. ‘Situation’ didn’t mean a bad report card, not that the girls were in school, it meant ‘the world is ending and I’d rather not be here just now.’ Stacey had never been an alarmist, so the nearest I could think of was nuclear attack. I saw Barbara pulling into her. Her stocking covered feetwere smooth, shiny and slippery. There was a slight aroma from her feetbeing confined all evening in the warm leather spikes.I'd never given anyone a foot massage before, so I wasn't sure where tobegin. I decided to simply start rubbing and kneading her right foot,and as I did, I could feel the tension begin to drain out of her. Shesighed as she leaned back and exclaimed, "Oh Danni! That feelswonderful!"Suddenly quite pleased with myself that I could have such an. More

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