Ryan had such a look of concentration on his face as he listened that it almost looked like Casey was passing vital information to him. When she finished explaining he breathed out slowly before reaching to Lulu's hand, grabbing her wrist and then placing her hand on Casey's breast.<br/>'Ryan what are you doing?' Lulu shrieked, her face going tomato red as she squirmed in her seat.<br/>'Blame the hot chick on my lap, she wound me up so I had to see something' He replied simply but didn't let go of Lulu's wrist.