shed tease , chasing down his mythological images from his numerous bookswhich in her role as good wife she routinely perused and kept at least conversationally in tune with ... hands which were soft , they felt like rollers , somehow her fingers conveyed a rolling softness ... dalores massages were a strong glue to their intimacy , something frank knew he could not , possibly just genetically couldnt , return in full pleasure , though he made the effortass : practically leapt off the page as ass !