" Oh! Oh! Watch him, Jean. He is a groper. His name's Arthur Metcalfe. He and Terry Morgan were mates; a right couple." Thanks, Gina. Enough said. He'... better not try it again."She went back and reported what she had found out. "I can get his address if you want." It might help," said Henry. "Let me know. Thanks again, Jean. I must go, my Sams."He kissed her quickly and was gone.Jean was as good as her word. Henry's secretary handed him Metcalfe's address and landline and mobile numbers. Henry. Dawn and I led the couple around and explained all of this and some other details. I was rather enjoying the fact that Dawn seemed to like touching me. We had barely made it into the back area when she first slipped in under my arm and started teasing her fingers in my chest hair. I took advantage of her desire to be close by letting my fingers play along the skin of her neck and hairline.At one point, we had to squeeze past a group in a narrow hallway. We were leading, and I was kind of in. After she finishes the massage, she leans down and starts nibbling on his ear and neck, causing him to scrunch his shoulder. Mandi smiles softly at his reaction and says, ‘Roll over please.’ Rick rolls over, Mandi sits on his belly, leans down and starts to kiss him on his forehead, cheeks, nose and finally his lips. Rick responds by cupping her cheeks and deepening the kiss. Mandi sucks on his tongue as she stretches out full length on him feeling his hardening dick pressing into her. She runs. . keep up the good work."Cassie inwardly cringes at the lameness of her words when he was likely expecting some sort of divine revelation. Yet he beams anyway and nods. "Thank you. Thank you, Lord. And don't you worry, you'll see old Jeb right in the front pew from now on come Sunday morning!"Cassie forces a smile and nods. "Very good. And now I will take my leave. Um, thank you for your time."She lets go, and the tether snaps her back into the line. Her angelic attire is abandoned for her.