<div align="center"> (http://www.prettydesigns.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Olivia-Wilde-Hairstyles-Alluring-Side-swept-Hairstyle.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/f2/f6/b0/f2f6b0fd6b8c3a6dcc6f97a77567f237.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://sits-pod39.demandware.net/dw/image/v2/BBFD_PRD/on/demandware.static/-/Sites-bouxavenue-master-catalog/default/dw79ce5e43/201599_01BL_0_FR.jpg?sw=680&amp;sh=918&amp;sm=fit)</div>Olivia's fingertips slid forward along the sides of Jaclyn's neck, deepening her squeezes so that she was massaging the entire column, not just letting her fingertips press and trace. One squeeze, then another, warm, slow, extensive. As she did... she focused more firmly on Jaclyn's story. It could well be that details would be very important later.<br/><br/>Then Jaclyn walk talking about having the living daylights scared out of her.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">"Woah-... you are... you really are..."</span>- she responded to Jaclyn's demonstration of her shaking hand. As if to examine it more closely, Olivia reached forward, drawing the hand back a little bit by the wrist. Her other hand continued to massage Jaclyn's neck, so the blonde would simply feel her hand drawn back a little over her shoulder. The small quiver was noticeable, and then Olivia simply placed another small kiss to the back of it. It was like before, when Jaclyn had reached out to her in front of their rooms. But this time, Olivia simply let the hand go right after the kiss, letting Jaclyn's control of her limb remain uncontested.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">"You'll be alright. A little nightmare never killed anyone, hm?"</span>- it was a little light heared smile that delivered the reassuring line, but her fingers were putting in more work. They slowly squeezed the column of Jaclyn's neck again, this time after 3 tender squeezes, Olivia placed her fingernails at the base of Jaclyn's neck, and slowly raked them upward. The clawing gesture designed to set a field of goosebumps afire. Her hands then extended to Jaclyn's shoulders, repeating the process.<br/><br/>- Warm squeeze... massaging palm rub.<br/>- Thumbs and certain finger tips adding a little extra pressure to track a kink the gathering of flesh in the palms allowing for that great relaxing tight heat, then a release, a relaxing of the tension when the squeeze ended.<br/>- Another light clawing chesture of fingernails grazing over flesh, satiating an itch that may or may not feel noticeable. The human body really could be manipulated into feeling the most distinct of pleasures.<br/><br/><br/>Olivia let her knees bend, repeating the process, branching out the effect of her warm massaging squeezes over the slant of Jaclyn's shoulders, over the tops of her arm. Olivia seemed to soak in the feeling of her flesh, drinking in it through her very palms.<br/><br/><em>Goodness... she had such great skin.</em><br/><br/>Crouched behind the chair as she was... Olivia let her head dip forward, checking on the progress of her work.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">"How's that hm?..."</span><br/><br/>She purred the words, her tone not being overly 'loud' but still casual, as if blending the desire to ease Jaclyn's tension with the aversion to lulling her back to sleep.<br/><br/>Olivia's lips found the column of Jaclyn's neck, left bare as her hands were busy massaging Jaclyn's upper arms now, just beyond her shoulders.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">"That feel okay...?"</span>