"Yeah...yeah...I would say so." John admitted. Unlike him, Caitlin had nothing to be ashamed of. He blushed a bit when she said he looked good...with his scars he knew that wasn't true.  He flinched a bit when she talked about touching...her hands were COLD...but the offer was too good to back up. "What...kind of touching are we talking about?" He asked as his eyes dropped to her breasts again. He shrugged at her next question. "Depends which one you are talking about."