The boy nodded in agreement, and made no sign as to whether he was happy or not at the answer. To him this was a job, plain and simple. A fun job, perhaps, but a job. His fingers unlatched the last of her buttons and he pulled the jacket back, letting his fingers drag over her skin more than was necessary to remove the garment. He tossed it to one side, and instead his soft palms reached around to massage her stomach, and up onto her breasts, grinding the supple flesh between his eager-acting hands.<br/><br/>Further down Ethan had removed her belt, and pulled down everything except for her panties to pool around her ankles, ready for her to step out of if necessary. His lips pushed forward to grind the flesh of her thighs, and he kissed across them in a rather intimate manner.<br/><br/>Marcus spoke, Ethan remaining quite silent; "The Lady is most beautiful... We look forward to performing for you. If you could step over here..." He waved toward a second tub, much smaller than the first and without a tap above. Indeed it was little more than a small section of floor lowered as though to contain an inch or less of water, though it was dry.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>