Rebecca replies, “Hello, I am good thanks; it’s so nice to hear from you again (with a chuckle). Do you remember me, Dr?”
Dr. B has no recollection but tries to not to sound dumb. He tries to say something but it’s not concise and Rebecca steps in and helps by saying, “at the bank, about 3 months ago. You helped me with a migraine and gave me quite a compliment that day; remember now?”.
Dr. B ponders for a bit and the name, Stacie comes up in his mind that he helped. Dr. B then says, “I helped a woman named Stacie at the bank but not a Rebecca.”
She then says, “that’s me Dr. B, sorry for the confusion but Stacie is my work name at the bank; I go by Rebecca when I am not working. My full name is Stacie Rebecca Smith. (She grunts and then says) I should of lead with that, sorry Dr. B”.
“It’s quite alright, it’s great to hear from you again Stacie, errr Rebecca; you mentioned that you’re wondering if I do massages. Well to answer your question, I do massages. Do you want to schedule a massage?”
She replies with a “Yes and when are you available?”
Dr. B asks her, “When is her next day off?”
And she replies, “I am off, this coming Wednesday.”
Dr. B then asks, “Do you drive?”
And she replies, “yes, I do.”
So Dr. B tells her that he has a studio apartment on Moon Shadow Drive, and also gave her the passcode to get into the apartment. Let’s say around 1pm. She agrees with the time and then asks about, how long will the massage be and the cost? And of course Dr. B chuckles and replies that the time is no consequence and again there is no cost for this massage. Rebecca smiles into the receiver and tells Dr. B, she can’t wait till Wednesday and ends the call. Dr. B is intrigued with the call and to hear from Stacie again; and he is definitely looking forward to seeing her again.
Days go by uneventfully but Wedneday approaches. Dr. B is at his studio apartment, getting everything ready for the massage. He has hot water boiling for tea time and snacks if there is a need. As he is preparing, he hears the door being opened with the passcode, he drops what he is doing and meets her at the door. They both say their “hello’s” to each other and then they are just standing there, awkwardly…
It’s like they both want to give a better greeting with a hug but don’t know if it’s appropriate or not, then Dr. B sticks out his hand and she shakes it. Instantly, the warm glow penetrates her body, searching… He then turns the handshake to the side and pushes harder, searching for any kind of pain… slowly a smile begins to form on her face but for him, he can’t find no pain whatsoever. Dr. B is dumbfounded but welcomes her in to his studio anyways.
He then asks her if she wants any chamomile tea prior to her massage and she says, that would be great. He ushers her to the living room and ask her to have a seat and that he’ll be back with her tea. A few minutes later, he comes out with a tray of 2 cups and some small confection cakes. He sets down the tray, and then offers her a cup; then offers her the cakes, but she declines. He sits down, takes his cup and begins some small talk…
“Any problems finding the place?”, he asks…
She replies, “None whatsoever, Google helped… Ah do you live here?”
“I don’t, it’s one of many residences I own. This studio, is used for massages and/or special healing sessions. It’s fully stocked, when I need it; it’s a single studio apartment, there are sleeping quarters down the hall, 1 1/2 bathrooms and the massage room is in the dining area.”
And then he goes on to ask, “I noticed when I shook your hand that you’re not in any kind of pain; I just wondered how we’re you able to use the business card?”
She smiles and then replies, “I had your business card for awhile and I came very close to calling you, but I hesitated. I did copy your number down on a separate piece of paper; I followed your advice and seeked out alternative healthcare, but I did miss your special touch. And that is why I am here today…”
She then goes on to saying, “I know I am not in any pain at the moment, but was wondering if I can still get a massage from you, Dr. B?”
“That won’t be a problem; I will still give you that massage you’re looking for and since this is informal setting, you don’t have to keep addressing me as Doctor, you can call me whatever you like here, ok?” Dr. B tells her.
She then replies, “Ok.. B, I am fine with that, you can do the same for me. So whenever you are ready, lead the way…”
Dr. B picks up her cup and plate, sets both cups and plates on the tray, gets up and walks to the kitchen. He sets the tray down and then shows her to the dining room, where the table is all set up with sheets, in the middle of the room. The vertical blinds are then rotated close to give her privacy. The lamp in the corner, automatically turns on to offer ambient lighting. He motions her to place all her belongings in the cabinet: you can either hang your clothing on the hook or fold them in the drawer. Lay yourself between to the two sheets face down. We’ll start with your legs first and then work upwards. This massage will be totally different compared to what your used too. Do you understand? And with a nod, he leaves her to get ready.
He gives her about 5 mins to take off her belongings and get on the table. He attaches his holster around his waist and grabs his essential oil mix bottle and asks if she is ready… She tells him with a loud “yes” and he enters the room. He is quickly shocked while entering the room, she laying face down, on the top sheet, fully nude. A grin forms on his lips, taking it all in, she is breathtaking with clothes on but a masterpiece with them off. He is biting his lower lip as he circles the table. No imperfections on her skin, hair is bound in a ponytail, breasts are slightly outside her chest, the two dimples showing just above her tailbone, the flair of her hips, with proportionate buttocks to match her ample bust line, thick thighs and calves. A beautiful specimen indeed…
Dr. B then asks, “Do you want to be covered?”
And she replies, “Nope, I am good.”
Again, he is shocked by this answer, it seems that Stacie, umm, Rebecca, has changed and become more confident in herself since the last time he seen her. He then offers, “Do you want me to turn on the tabletop heating pad?”
She replies, “Nope, I am good.”
He then puts the bolster underneath her feet, and then asks, ” Are you comfortable?”
She replies, “Yes, I am!”
He begins to tell her that throughout the massage, if she has any questions or concerns, please don’t hesitate, just ask away….
He pours a bit of oil into his hands and rubs them together and then applies it to her left leg. From upper glute (buttock), back of thigh and calf. He then begins with a gentle effleurage for the whole leg to make sure the oil is evenly applied. He begins to use petrissage to knead the big muscle along her hips, with his fists & forearm to get the blood flowing. Then he moves lower down to her thigh, using the back of his hands together (palms facing upward) directly over the skin, gentle pressure to the knee and flips his hands over (palms down) and moves them back up the thigh. He does this three times and then he hears Becca ask a question.