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“That feels lovely, Miss – I could almost fall asleep here.”“Well we don't want that. Why don't you try and play a few scales now?” And she did so, playing with much greater fluency than before. “See, it doesn't take much, does it? Just imagine I'm gently massaging you and then all that tension will go away.”“But what if I can't imagine it? I mean, what if, when you stop, I go back to my old ways?”“Let's try shall we?” I said, and sat down to watch as she continued to play – perhaps not as well as when I was actually touching her, but certainly much better than when I'd first heard her play. “See, you can do it – you just need to learn how to relax.”Our hour was nearly up and I told her to practise like this, imagining me beside her, and told her I'd see her next week. Now, I have to say that the days till our next lesson dragged on and on – all I wanted to do was to be with my sweet little schoolgirl Amanda and have the excuse to touch her again. I even found myself. “On the left is the contracts for the SIT’s and the right everything to do with the hotel. The contracts are by alphabetical order and the hotel is by date. Anything else I can get for you?” “So where’s your contract?” “You will find mine in the hotel section in the first drawer,” she walked over to the right-hand side and opens the first drawer and starts flicking through them to find her one. She took the file out and handed it over to Lindsey. “There you go Mr. McDonald.” “Please how many times have we met now? And how many phone calls have there been? You don’t need to call me Mr. McDonald, Lindsey please.” He smiled it was a true smile that touched his eye’s. He walked over to the desk pulled up an extra seat, placed his briefcase on the floor and opened the file. “Come and sit.” He said patting the extra chair seat. “I don’t bite, honest.” She walked over and sat down next to him. They sat so close that his expensive cologne filled her senses and she felt a tingle run though.
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