The Chain (A Catherine Diary) - Stamfield. Complete

Chapter 98

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'Did you find it?', it was Jack, I looked up relieved. He still had his muddy shorts on, but was topless.

'It wasn't on the pendant....I mean the chain. The pendant wasn't on the chain', I whispered, my words stumbling out.

'Doesn't mean he didn't take it'

'I don't think he did'

He looked at me, as though trying to psychoanalyze what I had just said. 'Okay. Back to the drawing board then', he said releasing my gaze.

'We'll speak afterwards', I said and stepped round him. As I approached the massage table I could here Jack getting a few praises from the others about, what must have come across, as though he had chatted me up.

Duncan had already laid towels over the table. 'This is Jimmy, his back needs a massage'

I responded with my standard 'Okay'

Jimmy was large built, more muscle, than fat, I could tell he frequented the gym on a regular basis. His skin had red patches from where he had been hit or held in the scrum, but it also contained intermittent spots, which for some reason repulsed me. He was average looking in the face and unusually his acne hadn't spread that high. He smiled at me nervously, although I wasn't sure if he was worried about me doing a bad job at massaging him or he found me attractive. I hoped it wasn't the latter, because the feeling was most definitely was not mutual.

He laid prone, in just his boxers, folding his hands under his head. I put some oil on my hands and started to rub it in. I started with my usual massage methods, then attempted to go deeper, but with his muscles so firm, my fingers were quickly starting to hurt. I found some knots between his deltoid and trapezius which I struggled to remove. After ten minutes I was exhausted, I effleuraged to a stop and suggested he get a massage after every game. He thanked me and went off to get undressed for a shower.