"Run my hands over her hips... alright."

I nodded softly as I gently rubbed through the fabric of her skirt hands barely under her shirt not touching skin just fabric as I wasn't sure if she was ready for skin to skin touches I really didn't want to hurt my friend emotionally or physically. I'd mention she wore her skirts a bit high at a later date.

"It wasn't my tongue," she lied smoothly. Her own hormones had taken over for a moment, but she had no intention of making that mistake again. She leaned back and reached up to settle her hands on Michael's shoulders. They began rubbing gently at the muscles beneath to try and soothe her tension.

The rubbing of her shoulders felt nice as did the gentle massage to her sides enough for her to relax even moreso that she said she hadn't used her tongue whether or not it was true Michael believed it. the girl seemed honest enough and was willing to help with sable.

"ugh that feels nice... keep doing that you two..."

she sighed in relaxation eyes closing a smile crossing her expression

"What else should I do...?"

I asked Both Sayuri and Michael not caring wich answered me as I continued to massage Michael's hips through the two or three layers of cloth; it seemed she wore shorts and panties under her skirt; good old Sly always so modest... well usually I didn't expect her not to wear extra clothes after her experience with this sable girl; if I ever met her I'd definately give her a piece of my mind.

Practiced fingers dug deeper at the small girl's shoulders to massage away any knots she found. She looked over at Rose and smiled warmly. "At this point, I think Michael can tell us what she wants," she said before looking back at the short girl curiously. "Presuming that's alright with you." Her head ducked slightly, instinctively, to defer to her host.

"What I want...? uhmmm I'm pretty comfortable with this actually... really enjoying it..."

Two layers of cloth over her shoulders probably didn't help Sayuri's massage most likely but, Sly was happy at the moment and it showed; it was a bit enough step to let a practically nude girl massage her shoulders.

I looked to sayuri just blinking curiously as I continued massaging her hips not sure what to do as She'd only told her to do what Michael wanted me to I had no ideas of my own honestly; most of the manga I read didn't really have much yuri.

The two layers of cloth hardly seemed to bother the directions the strong fingers were headed. When Michael was ready to move on, she'd say so, or so Sayuri figured, and until then it was her duty to make her as comfortable as possible. The thought reminded her of the two girls' earlier responses to her suggestion, and she became slightly confused. How couldn't they know what to do, when it had all fallen into place in a matter of minutes for her? She scattered the thoughts quickly with a shake of her head and refocused herself on the pressure of her fingers.

"You have strong fingers Sayuri, I really miss out on a lot of nice comfortable things being afraid of germs huh."

she said simply shifting her shoulders breathing comfortably now not showing any signs of sickness nor showing any signs of asking the two to move forward in this; finding far too much enjoyment in the massage.

I just continued silently wondering what Sayuri had in mind. I was lost in every way right now just massaging my friends hips gently the smile on her face was enchanting to my eyes. I was fine with this I suppose but, I couldn't help but feel as though Sayuri had something further in mind than just a massage.

Sayuri's planning was going slightly awry by her failure to appreciate Michael's phobia and comfort levels. She'd have to push a little bit if any progress was to be made. Those strong fingers carefully worked their way off the shoulders in their grasp and up tenderly along the small woman's neck to smooth the muscles along it. The older woman knelt slightly until her face was level with Michael's and her lips hovered just before brushing the other student's.
"May I?" she whispered in a soft breath.

"May you what?"

I asked looking into her eyes curiously seeing not hints as to what this older larger student had in mind as Rose contiuned her massage at my small yet well shaped hips.