The brunette attendant walked over, taking Jennifer's left arm and lifting it, shaking it slightly, then doing the same to her right arm, stretching her shoulders out.  Then the Russian girl repeated the process on each of Jennifer's long legs, adjusting her position till she was stretched out on the table.<br/><br/>Once Jennifer was laying where the attendant wanted her, the masseuse lifted a small bottle from a heating stand on the table nearby.  She turned it over, pouring oil directly onto Jennifer's spine.  Jennifer shivered slightly at the slick, greasy sensation of the hot oil pouring over her bare back.<br/><br/>With a light sheen of oil coating Jennifer's back, the brunette attendant began to rub the American woman's shoulders, smoothing out the pools of oil, rubbing them into a shiny coating of Jennifer's slender curves.  The woman massaged Jennifer's shoulders and shoulder blades, kneaded the small of her back, rubbed Jennifer's sides.<br/><br/>Jennifer groaned blissfully.  The other woman's touch was just forceful enough to literally push the tension out of Jennifer's muscles, but still smooth and distinctly feminine.   Jennifer felt knots releasing in her back, muscles she didn't even realize were stiff untensing.<br/><br/>"What?"  Jennifer muttered almost sleepily as the attendant worked over her back.  "Oh, yes, that sounds nice," she replied to Svetlana.