"You know, lad," I said."You know, lad," I said. "Don't stop," I ordered him when he looked up. "You know, you need a good teacher on that." "I am sorry, M'Lord." "Did I ask you to speak, either?" I shook my head and "Tsk'd" quietly. "I can understand Borodir not having you learn massage, sugarfur, since he was always 'The top never needs' type. But I thought you knew when silence was required of you." There was no answer, but I could feel the shame coming off of him. I smiled. "Easy," I said quietly. "Use the entire palm around the edges. Yes, better." I smiled as I spent the next half hour teaching Aaden how to massage feet better. He was getting it, slowly. I was especially pleased at his complete servility. "Stop," I said. He leaned back away from me, and I stood up. He followed me with his eyes as I dropped into the bedroom and returned with my hiking staff. |