"After that, you can leave and we will do our best to leave you alone at work. Right Nicole?" she asked turning and looking at her friend.

"Right!" she said, sliding onto the bed, Vicky in the chair beside it.

He sighed, still not sure about any of this.

"You want me to rub one out and you're just going to watch?" he asked.

Vicky shrugged. "If I can reach certain things, I'm going to play with myself too," she said. "I'm not sure what drunk-ass over there is going to do."

Dex nodded. "Okay," he said. "Give me a second to think. This is an odd request."

She smiled...