“Jeez Trisha, what are people going to think?”“That you’ve got tits like traffic cones then they’ll stare at your tits imagining you on your...back on the road. Hey Saffy, before I came here I went into town and to that theatrical shop.”“I daren’t ask.” I replied.“Yep, orange and white, I couldn’t get and fluorescent white so ordinary white will have to do. You do the white rings Tom and I’ll do the orange rings.”“No, please don’t guys, my father will get upset.”“No he won’t, he’ll find it funny. We cant all pitch in and pay someone to come clean the place for us? He asked and I felt him sigh once i started to massage his shoulders and back. I knew his weakness and right now he was trying to fight it. No you guys need some actual dishes and better towels. I mean you guys have the bone basics in this place. I said and moved my hand his front and rubbed his abs gently then moved down to his cock and felt it already hard. We dont need a girly place. He said but let out a groan as his body. When a friend of a friend suggested a certain place that ?fixes these relationship problems?, Robert was skeptical. The business card said ?Stockholm Industries? and listed a number. The friend did not give much more detail or explanation. Pattison had to schedule an appointment on the phone . The whole thing was very secretive. ?Still?, thought Robert,? it’s worth a look?.The office on the business card was located on the far outskirts of East Los Angeles. No sign was posted above or in. ‘Come over here.’ he demanded.Obediently I walked over and stood next to the chair, Major Morris is over 6 foot tall but evening sitting down next to my small frame he seemed taller than me. He inspected me with his piercing eyes asking,‘How old are you?’‘Sixteen, Sir.’ I replied.‘Surely you’re too young to be working?’ he retorted.‘Yes, really I am Sir, but because my parents own the hotel, I don’t officially get paid, I’m just here to help out.’ was my nervous reply.‘Mmmm’ was his pensive.