She turned away from him, softly raising her hair to allow him access to her shoulders.  He moved closer to her, propping himself up so he was over her, but pressed closely to the warmth of her sleepy body...  He could feel himself becoming aroused to be so close to her.

He placed his right hand on her beautiful neck, wishing for a moment he could do this with his lips.  His fingers began to probe for the trouble spots, where the tension she had had through the day had settled into the muscles.  He found an area of particular tightness, and probed a little deeper.

"Oh honey," he said softly.  "Who made you angry today?"

"How could you tell?" she asked, knowing she'd not told him what had happened that day...

"My fingers know everything about you," he said.