Dipping my hands into the now very warm almond oil, I start to massage and grease first aleskia and then aspen to an oily, shiny existence using to my advantage the oil, my fingers and, all of the erotic Shiatsu points that I know about. Another aspect I found contained in my grandfather’s recipe, a fairly long footnote, or in this case, a finger note. Both of my hands start moving slowly and gently up aleskia’s flanks. I watch her skin almost ripple at my touch. Feeling her abject ...