She chuckled softly.  "I ask because it's a bit obvious I'm attracted to you and excited by you." She looked at the tent of his pants and back up to his eyes. "I don't want to take advantage of you though.  Okay, I'm failing at being tactful, so here it is: I'd enjoy a whole lot more from you than a massage but I don't want you to be here because you're paid to be."<br/><br/>Tact be damned.  She never was good at walking on egg shells anyway.  Her personal feeling was that this is what she was and take or leave it she wouldn't be anything other than who and what she was.