“And what techniques might that be?” Emma replies.“Well it is all about the erogenous zones on hands, feet, legs, and arms,” Rick replies.Emma... somewhat spirts out the sip of her drink at the reply. And Donald must get up and go to the hall for a minute so not to give himself away at this suggestion. Oh yes, his Emma is going to enjoy this. He collects himself and returns to the couch to hear Emma ask Rick to explain more.Rick tells her how he moves to sit beside her and lifts her hand and. Top, sides, front, back ... oh, and don't forget wheel wells and tires!If there's a more mind-numbing, soul-robbing job than working in a car wash I hope I never have to do it, I thought to myself as I engaged the track to pull the car through the rest of the wash.This was the second summer I'd worked at the local carwash and I was starting to hate it—the same routine a hundred times a day. It wasn't all that bad on a busy day, but on a day like today when there could be ten or twenty minutes. "Stop flirting with this gentleman" and as she said this, she looked at me and winked. Lucy was about 5 feet 4 inched tall and around 27. She had short brown hair, and large brown eyes, which were her best feature. She was a little chubby, and she looked as though she would have quite a set of tits beneath her stab vest.Kate was taller, close to my own height at around 5 feet 9. She looked younger, though, maybe just 21 or 22. Her hair was long and blonde, held up in a ponytail, and she had. I was her last child. Shortly before my birth, my father wascalled to the fighting yet again, and he took with him the threebrothers I never met, the oldest to learn the trade of war and theyounger two to act as grooms and arms bearers for some of the lords, asa way of preparing their future. She never saw them again, for they allperished together in a terrible battle, or so she was told.Though I was born with the body parts of a boy, my mother was determinedthat I would never be taken from her.