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Rylee muttered in an exasperated whisper, "What a strange man. Why do you have to take a shower during work hours?"

"What did you say?"

"Huh? I didn't say anything."

Rylee looked up at Timothy and waved her hand in denial. Once she saw his muscles, she blushed again.

"So, when you do something wrong, you have to make it right."

"Yes, you are right." Rylee thought it through. She would admit what Timothy said, make a good gesture of admitting her mistake, and never make him angry enough to have her dragged out and dismembered.

"Come here!"

"Yes... what?" Rylee had just moved half a step when she paused in shock and looked at Timothy.

Go over there? Why was he asking her to go over?

"Don't you want to make it up to me?" Timothy pretended to be angry and frowned.

Immediately, Rylee quivered at the look on his face and rubbed her hands together as she said quickly, "No, of course, I want to make it up to you."

But... what was he asking her to go over there for?

"Come here and rub my back for me."

Timothy said lightly, giving Rylee a stern look.

"Huh? Rub your back?" Rylee was stunned. "You wash yourself every day. How can your back be dirty?"

Timothy narrowed his beautiful eyes, and looked fierce, "Don't you want to make it up to me?"

He asked coldly and scared Rylee straight into a shiver. Without another word, she took a few steps over to the tub, her eyelids fluttering as she said gallantly, "How should I do it!"

Arrrgh! She was about to break down!

Mr. Wheeler's body was vaguely visible beneath the water and the bubbles!

Damn it!

He might as well just show it all clearly, and it kept her guessing what was underneath the bubble.

Timothy looked seductive as he raised his eyes and the corners of his eyes rose gently, "Rub it with your hands. What? You don't want to?"

"I want to! Oh, not really, but gladly. I'd be more than happy to serve you."

Rylee smiled, but the smile was uglier than crying.

She bowed her head and was about to cry.

Was she going to touch Mr. Wheeler's skin with her hands?

What was she afraid of? It was touching his skin, not hers, and she wasn't at a disadvantage anyway.

The thought that this was something that would take great advantage of Timothy immediately made her gloat again.

"Just rubbing it with my hands? Don't you have a towel or something? I can't get rid of the dirty with my hands." Rylee tried to sound professional.

"Do you think I'm like a homeless person with dirty mud all over me?"

Rylee stuck her tongue out.

"So... where should I start rubbing?"

he was waiting to enjoy himself, and mused, "From the top ... to

"Oh."

and ruffled the water to

rubs it

Wheeler's skin was

bouncy and textured and comfortable

took her a long time to realize that it wasn't dirty at all.

with no dirt. I don't feel the

on

with a wet finger, then complained

really! You're really

and her little pink face was

the bathtub and because it was full of water, it soaked the cloth on her breasts, but she was unaware of

glance at

Good!

was

bra

wet clothes clung to her breasts, and her deep

and moved his body in the

body

high above the water and

very impatient, "Rub the front,

"Okay."

him looking surprisingly upset. It seemed she had upset him by not rubbing his back

and pouted, then probed her hands onto Timothy's pecs and

narrowed his eyes and glanced faintly

peachy and her little mouth was red and she was blowing sweet,

scratching his skin with her

if she was tickling his

voice trailed off,

preoccupied with her job as a back scrubber to think much about it. Since he told her to go down, she would

when she touched

been to get his abs so toned that she kept thinking of erotic images as

"Down ...."

lower abdomen and breathed a little

at Rylee and gradually narrowed his

arms while her breasts just trembled with her

body was on

down and getting her job

lower abdomen, Rylee continued

arms were already submerged in the bubble and she could only

object, which was so thick that she couldn't even clutch it in her

Timothy's whole body suddenly tensed and he drew a

"Oh, it's ..."

to look at Timothy's face with her big, pure eyes. She was dumbfounded for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on, squealed, and hurriedly let go of

Oh, God!

was

thought it was shocking enough, but now, touching it with her own hands, she realized that the

to pull her hand out of the bubble, but Timothy

was

up in a wry smile, while his eyes were so deep and captivating that they seemed to suck her in, "You did that on

No, no ... I

air at Rylee's lips a few millimeters apart, "Aren't you satisfied with seeing it once and wanting

to give you a back rub. I'm

rub it, but I didn't tell you to hold it. How did

Rylee was just speechless.

abducting her