Mia’s heart went out to Dave. He looked so dejected, sitting there with his head down, hinting at the way he had been treated while in prison, and confessing, well coming as close as any guy wanted to, that he was impotent.<br/><br/>She wanted to know more about his treatment in prison, about that corrections officer and what she had done to him or arranged for others to do. But she sensed that this was not the time. Right now he needed some gentle treatment and something to take his mind off the past and the trouble it had caused for him.<br/><br/>Not wanting to intimidate him or frighten him away, he moved slightly closer to him and let her hand rest on his arm.<br/><br/>‘Thank you for being so open with me, Dave. It was very brave of you. I can only imagine how bad things must have been for you.’<br/><br/>She moved a little closer and moved her hand to his shoulder.<br/><br/>‘Don’t dwell on what happened with those prostitutes. It will be different when you meet someone who you care about and,’ she risked moving another inch or two closer, ‘who cares about you.’<br/><br/>She moved her hand to his thigh, letting it rest there so that her warmth could seep through the material in his flesh.<br/><br/>‘I’d like to help you if I could, Dave. You’ve been so good to me and I feel so safe with you, it’s the least I can do.’<br/><br/>Her hand moved higher and she edged closer, so that he thigh was rubbing on his. She leant closer so that her warm breath tickled his air as she spoke.<br/><br/>‘Just relax and forget the past. Just think about the present and the two of us here together, enjoying each other’s company.’<br/><br/>Her hand was at his crotch now, massaging his cock through his jeans.