"Blonde hussy's aren't nearly as fun as people would have you believe, and you certainly have a few steps over them if you don't mind me saying." He responds, feeling her firm, perk ass pressing nicely against him. He straightened his back, sliding his hand along her spine once more and then over to her side, so that both of his large hands were resting on the exposed flesh of her hips. He may even have pressed himself a little more firmly against her in the process and the position they were in - well, seen from behind or the side, it would be very provocative.<br/><br/>He felt his face blush a little at the innuendo of her next words and couldn't help but glance down at hers - or what he could see of it given their position. "Well, for all the nice...asses that I get to see, there are plenty of not so nice asses I have to see as well. My job certainly has its pros and cons. Of course, getting to work out for a living is a pretty sweet way to do things. Did I tell you I give sports massages too? I learned a lot in my playing days." He responds, steering away from the slightly uncomfortable topic. She was one of his first clients afterall.<br/><br/>"Now, don't bounce, but I want you to touch your left toes with your right hand, twisting from the core, before left hand to right foot."