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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?"

closed his eyes, looking like he was waiting to enjoy himself, and mused, "From the top ... to

"Oh."

much of it at all. She kneeled on the floor, rolled up her sleeves, and ruffled the

rubs it

was so fair and

was bouncy and textured and

and it took her a long time to realize that it wasn't dirty at all. He was clean as a

back is clean with no dirt. I don't feel the need to rub it

on

reached up and poked Rylee's head with a wet finger, then complained dotingly, "You're trying to slack off,

You're

and her little pink

water, it soaked the cloth on her breasts, but

took a glance at

Good!

was all

her bra

to her breasts, and

breath and moved his body in the

his body had propped

a bubble suddenly came out high above the water and didn't think

very impatient,

"Okay."

upset. It seemed she had upset him

pouted, then probed her hands

narrowed his eyes and glanced faintly at the little girl close to

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

skin with her little

as if she

trailed off, "Down a

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

a nosebleed when she touched his

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

"Down ...."

abdomen and

at Rylee and gradually narrowed his

moved her arms while her breasts just trembled with her

his body was

thinking about rubbing down and getting her job done as soon as

lower abdomen, Rylee continued

were already submerged in the bubble and she could only

object, which was so thick that she

and

"Oh, it's ..."

was dumbfounded for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going

Oh, God!

penis... was

it with her own hands, she realized that the real size to

pull her hand out of the bubble, but

handsome face was so close

gently curled up in a wry smile, while his eyes were so deep and captivating that they

no ...

Rylee's. He exhaled hot air at Rylee's lips a few millimeters apart, "Aren't

asked me to give you a back rub. I'm rubbing your

but I didn't tell you to hold it. How did you get a grip where you shouldn't

Rylee was just speechless.

abducting her into