“Is this where you feel it?” I asked. “A bit lower. Closer to my shoulders,” was the response as she leaned back in her chair. I took this as ...her invitation for me to give it a try, if I wanted. So I did. Massaging her shoulders, her neck, moving down between her shoulder blades, and then down the upper part of her arms too. She closed her eyes as I continued rubbing her, kneading her flesh to try to work out the tension and the kinks. She was wearing a rather loose sweater, and as I rubbed her. “Great you don’t even understand English!” She shouted with an angry expression on her face.Getting into the car, I started the engine revving it a few times. Hitting the button for the window to go down, I shouted out so she can hear me. “I take the car to wash up boss!” Trying as much as I can to sound like someone from abroad, who speaks little English. Putting the car in first gear, I released the clutch while stepping on the accelerator; the wheels gave out a loud screech as I approached. ” Trina responded thoughtfully. “No one will ever find out. How could they? It’s just us down here and all the other residents are asleep. Besides, I’d like to know if a visual stimulation can help his soft cock come back to life. That could be me some day.” Ben said. “You would be doing both of us a huge service.” Trina looked down at Ben’s obvious hard on straining against his scrub pants, “It doesn’t look like you need any help in that department Ben.” “What could it hurt, Trina?” Ben. His eyes locked into mines. “Kid, what the fuck you waiting for?” He growled. Without warning he turned on his heel and proceeded to walk away; no doubt to return to the warmth of his office. A few steps away from me, he said, almost as an aside: “I’ll send Leon and some of the other boys to give you a hand. They’ll bring the equipment you’ll need.” At this I groaned inwardly. I had done a stint as a combat sapper in the army; so I had a working knowledge of firearms, combat tactics and most.