Chapter Five
The following afternoon found Leah stretched out on a narrow table down in Theron’s room, on her stomach, with a towel draped over her bare bottom. Theron stood beside her, massaging her back and legs with one of his strange smelling liniments, his healing hands working in the herbal medication.
“I can't feel anything."
“Don't worry, you soon will. This is guaranteed to get the circulation back in those wooden limbs of yours. Massage strokes improve circulation, increase nutrient supply, as well as remove metabolic waste, thus helping the repair of damaged tissue.” His hands traveled up and down her thighs before concentrating on her lower back. “It helps the body's ability to help itself. It relieves pain by stimulating the release of endorphins—the body's natural painkill
