It wasn't hard to spot that he didn't need a shave anymore. I was surprise by his high pitched voice. The rest of his body was just the same as the la...t time I'd seen him. A tall, muscular guy like a bodybuilder, some hair on his chest and and the right genitals in place. It was a weird sight to see such a guy that is used to do his work as a bouncer with a nightclub with a female head on his torso.Keefer, still sounded as the Keefer I'd known. His face and voice was still the same, just like. Maybe that they could risk it. They had the blanket there, ready to cover up quickly if they heard any noises, he didn't even need to pull his pants down, could just shift them slightly and pull him out a little she moved a little around so she was half faceing him. She pulled out the blanket to get it ready and asked him, Please will you let me taste you again? We can be really careful.We can go fast." he hesitated only a moment. And pulled himself out. Again she felt the familiar wetness as. The complete top of the van was covered in solar panels, and there was a one thousand watt nearly silent Honda generator built in to the body, a television set, microwave, gas cooker and refrigerator. It was fitted with long range petrol tanks and a larger than normal water tank. A small eutectic freezer which ran of the 240 volt generator or the batteries charged by the solar cells and/or by the vehicle generator would enable him to have frozen food between shopping stops. He felt that all. “Sorry, but i-is this the only massage therapist you have?”“Yes, Ryan is here Thursday through Saturday,” she said without missing a beat, “Martin is only here on Sunday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. Why? Is everything okay?”“Martin?” I turned back to look at Ryan, who was watching me with a blank expression.I lowered my voice again, this time to a whisper.“I-I’m really sorry to ask this, but don’t you have any, you know, f-females? Female massage therapists?”The woman raised a single eyebrow,.