Soft Hands Carry Heavy Secrets
"Mm… Mr. Wood, this feels a little uncomfortable…"
I lay still as Ronald Wood, a well-known man from my town, guided me through what he called a 'special training' session.
His fingers were strong and precise, pressing along my muscles in a way that made my whole body tense up. It was not exactly pain, but it was not something I was used to either.
He leaned closer, one hand steadying my waist. "Does it feel strange? Don't worry. You'll get used to it soon."