Hence the two seats away action. He was stroking himself thru his warm up pants. I leaned over, pointed to his crotch and whispered if he wanted help ...ith that. He answered only with a nod and motioned me closer. I moved to the seat beside him. I replaced the hand on his bulge with mine. His cock was very hard and quite large. After stroking his cock for about thirty seconds, I could wait no longer. I whispered. “Take it out, I want to see.” He complied. He slid his pants down to his ankles. She could have been Italian, French or even middle-eastern.The voice did not match the female look, “I am Sam, short for Samantha, from the agency and you must be Keri. I am here to brighten your day and pleasure you both. I expect neither of you have had what I have on offer before.”Somewhat startled and taken aback, when we were expecting a toy boy type hunk, Sam took control of the situation.“Can I take my hat and coat off?” Sam said as he held our gaze and removed the hat then slowly opened. I set it aside to cool slowly, then heated it up and cooled it again. I didn’t want any hidden stresses to fracture the thing in the cold of winter. It took about thirty hours. I trued up and fused together the stone walls with a pair of force planes pressed against each other. It was simplicity itself to true up the floor, shaving off the lumps to a smooth surface. I stripped off the ratty shingled roof. It didn’t take but the work of a morning and afternoon to pull trees from the forest, trim. And those things ... they’re always bad. Wrong. Even if they feel good sometimes. So good, though. Really good.” Abruptly, he smacked himself in the side of his head with his free hand, and then glowered at Emily. “And it hurts. All the time. Do you understand?”“Ummm...” Emily frowned. “Yes,” she said hesitantly, “yes, I think I –”orange“—no, I don’t,” Emily snapped. “You need to leave.”“Your brother,” Chase said. He took a small step closer to Emily. “Take me to him. Now.”“Chase, honestly,.