"Examine me?" I asked, though truthfully, there was no complaint on my end.
She slid her hands down my legs, checking the muscles.
"What do you feel when I do this?" she asked.
"Amazing." I answered.
That made her laugh under her breath.
"Why do I feel you act different when Elizabeth isn't here?" she asked.
A grin slipped out. "Everyone keeps a mask. I just want to open up to you… so you can open up to me."
Agnes narrowed her eyes a little, then poured a bit of oil onto her palms. The scent was a mixed of menthol. She rubbed her hands together and pressed them against my skin.
"This will help you relax more,"
Her hands moved in slow circles, spreading the cool warmth of the oil across my legs. The scent mixed with the heat from her palms, and a light, floaty feeling crept through my head.
When she finished working on my legs, she wiped her hands and gave a small nod toward my old plain shirt.
"Take this off."
