Lena
I gently and slowly roamed my palms over his naked back. He was lying on his stomach. "Why didn't you go to the hospital for a checkup?" I broke the silence that had engulfed the room.
"I have no time for that Lena. The ointment works better for me." He muffled out. I scooped more onto my palms and spread it over. It has a spicy and mint smell to it. My legs were side by side his body. My hand slowly traveled down to his waist. I knead his skin, allowing my fingers to work magic on his body.
"Um... You're good at it, Len." He horsed out. My lips curved up. I haven't done any massage to my Dad before but I was glad I could be of help to my uncle.
"Should I go down a bit?" I asked. My hands were already at his lower waist. He turned over, the way his back was to the bed. My eyes
