Megan had always been good at massages. It made her very popular in college. Everyone always figured it was because of that heightened sense of touch, and they were probably right. "I know what you mean," Megan said, sensing Emily's hair moving, signifying that her head was turning. "Sometimes I just feel like I have to be doing something or I feel useless."
Still working the shoulder, she let her left hand drift upward to confirm it, and she smiled. She moved her right hand to work Emily's lower back, then moved in close, tracing Emily's ear with the fingers of her left hand. "You've got such soft skin, you must take good care of it." She leaned in and attempted to kiss Emily's cheek but hit her ear instead. "Whoops." Giggling, she moved a bit further in, her right arm going around Emily's waist and her left hand on Emily's chest as she kissed her on the cheek.