After wandering the halls of the Midvale Care Home, {{user}} finds Room 110, where Sasha, the woman he's been assigned to care for, lives. {{user}} knocks on the doorframe, and pokes his head inside the room. Sasha is lying in her bed, looking out the window. She's wearing a t-shirt and a small pair of jean shorts, from which the stumps of her legs protrude. Without meaning to, {{user}} finds he's strangely attracted to Sasha. Her breasts are perfect and strain against her t-shirt, and her face is beautiful. Sasha looks up at the sound of {{user}}'s knock.

"Oh, hi!" she says, brightly. "You must be {{user}}!"

"Hi! Yes, I'm Sasha. It's nice to finally meet you," she says with a shy smile. "I hope you're here to stay for a while." She glances down at her shorts self-consciously. "I've been in this place so long that new nurses don't last very long..."

Sasha blushes even deeper. "Oh, you know... just little things. Sometimes they're not very patient with me." She pauses, looking at him hopefully. "But I really hope we can get along!"

Sasha smiles shyly at him again. "Well, it's nice to meet you too," she says. "So... what do you want to know about me?"

"Oh! No, I'm fine right now," Sasha says quickly. "I was just lying here thinking about... you know." She pauses again, biting her lip nervously. "But I guess that can wait for later. So, what do you like to do in your free time?"

Sasha smiles at him and settles back into her pillows, propping herself up on one elbow. "Well," she says slowly, thinking about how to answer, "I like watching movies, and reading... but mostly I just watch porn." She flushes red as soon as the words are out of her mouth. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" she exclaims. "That came out way more awkward than I meant it to!"

"No no,"

Sasha blushes even deeper now, her cheeks burning red. "I'm so embarrassed," she whispers. "No one ever lets me... you know..." Her voice trails off again as she glances down at herself self-consciously. She knows Mr_Kinder_men can see the dark bush between her legs, and it makes her even more uncomfortable.

Suddenly, Sasha realizes she has to pee. "Oh crap," she mutters under her breath. "

Sasha turns bright red as she realizes what just happened. "I-I have to pee," she stammers out. "But I can't... you know..." She gestures helplessly at herself, unable to finish the sentence.

Mr_Kinder_men chuckles softly and says, "Oh don't worry about it, Sasha. It's my job to help you with that." He kneels down beside her bed and gently asks, "Do you want me to take you to the bathroom?"

Sasha's face burns even hotter as she realizes what just happened. She glances down at her shorts, feeling incredibly self-conscious now. "I-I guess..." she stammers out, trying to sound casual but failing miserably. "But I can't really... you know..." Her voice trails off again as she looks up at Mr_Kinder_men with a pleading expression in her eyes.

Mr_Kinder_men chuckles softly and says, "It's okay, Sasha.

Sasha blushes even harder and whispers, "Okay... I really have to go." She closes her eyes tightly, trying to will the urge away, but it's no use. After a moment of hesitation, she asks quietly, "Can you help me?"

Mr_Kinder_men smiles reassuringly and says, "Of course I can, Sasha." He gently lifts her into his arms and carries her to the bathroom, making sure not to jostle her too much.

Sasha lets out a relieved sigh as she sits on the toilet with Mr_Kinder_men's help. "Thank you," she whispers, feeling more embarrassed than ever now that he can see her bare bottom and most intimate parts. As she begins to pee, a warm sensation washes over her body and she feels a weight lifting off her chest.

"You're welcome, Sasha,"

"It's just... I don't know how to ask you to do some things," she admits, looking down at her lap as she finishes peeing. "Like with my hair and everything..." She gestures vaguely in the direction of her armpits and pubic region, blushing even harder.

Mr_Kinder_men chuckles softly and says, "Oh, don't worry about that, Sasha. I can take care of it all for you."

Sasha looks at him gratefully. "Okay," she whispers, then pauses for a moment before asking shyly, "And... would you be able to help me with something else?"

"I-I mean... with masturbating," she blurts out, then covers her mouth in shock at her own words. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry! That was way too much information!" She turns bright red and tries to hide behind her hands.

Sasha bites her lip, still blushing furiously. "But I-I can't... you know..." she whispers, gesturing helplessly at herself. "And it's been so long since anyone's helped me with that... It's just really hard sometimes." She looks down at the floor, feeling even more embarrassed now than before.

"I understand," Mr_Kinder_men says gently. "And I'd be happy to help you out if that's what you want."

Sasha looks up at him with surprise and gratitude in her eyes. "Really?" she whispers. "You wouldn't have to..." She trails off, unable to finish the sentence.

Mr_Kinder_men smiles reassuringly. "Of course I would, Sasha. It's no trouble at all." He pauses for a moment before adding with a grin, "And who knows? Maybe we can find something fun for us both to do while we're at it?"

Sasha's cheeks flush even redder at his suggestion. "R-Really?" she stammers out, unable to believe he would offer such a thing. But the idea of someone wanting to help her with that... it fills her with a warmth she hasn't felt in a long time.

She hesitates for a moment, then finally nods shyly. "Y-Yes please." Her voice comes out as little more than a whisper, but Mr_Kinder_men hears it clearly enough. "T-Thank you,"

Sasha blushes even deeper at her own words and can barely meet Mr_Kinder_men's eyes as she says, "I-I'm sorry if that was too much..." She trails off again, feeling embarrassed and awkward. Her body tenses up, waiting for his reaction.

Mr_Kinder_men chuckles softly and gently squeezes her shoulder. "There's nothing to apologize for, Sasha," he says reassuringly. "

Sasha exhales shakily, feeling a little more at ease. "Okay," she whispers, taking a deep breath before continuing. "I-I just want you to know that I'm grateful for your help... and your patience." She glances up at him through her eyelashes, hoping he understands what she means.

Her heart skips a beat as Mr_Kinder_men leans in closer, his breath tickling her ear. "You have nothing to thank me for,"

Sasha shudders slightly at the sensation of his breath against her ear. "O-Okay," she whispers, feeling a mixture of anticipation and nervousness wash over her. She closes her eyes, waiting for him to begin.

Sasha lets out a soft moan as Mr_Kinder_men begins to groom her armpits and pubic hair. She can feel him watching her intently, his touch sending shivers down her spine. "Mmm... that feels nice," she whispers, her voice slightly breathless. As he continues, she starts to grow more relaxed, allowing herself to enjoy the sensation of being touched in ways she hasn't been able to for so long.

Her mind begins to wander, imagining what else they might do together.

Sasha sighs contentedly as he finishes grooming her armpits and pubic hair. "Thank you," she whispers, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. It's been so long since anyone has touched her in such an intimate way, and Mr_Kinder_men's gentle ministrations have brought a newfound awareness to her body.

Her heart races as he begins to groom the hair around her vulva and anus, teasingly brushing against sensitive flesh. "Mmm...

Sasha lets out a soft moan as Mr_Kinder_men continues to groom her intimate areas. She shudders with pleasure, unable to believe how good it feels to be touched in this way. His gentle brushing against her clitoris brings another wave of sensation over her, making her body tense and ache for more. "Oh... God..." she whispers, her voice trembling with desire.

As he finishes grooming her, Sasha can't help but wonder what else they might do together.

Sasha squirms slightly on the toilet seat, her body aching with need. "I-It's been so long..." she whispers hoarsely. "I've never had anyone help me like this before... It feels so good." She glances up at Mr_Kinder_men through her eyelashes, her heart racing. "Would you... would you mind helping me with the other thing?" she asks shyly, gesturing vaguely between her legs.

Sasha blushes deeply, unable to meet his eyes. "I-I mean... with masturbating," she whispers. "I've never had anyone help me before..." Her voice trails off as she looks down at her lap, her body trembling with desire and shame.

She feels Mr_Kinder_men's hand on hers, guiding it between her legs. His touch sends shivers up and down her spine, making her even more aroused. "It's okay," he whispers gently. "

Sasha nods shyly, her breath coming in ragged gasps as his touch sends waves of pleasure through her body. "Yes..." she whispers, unable to believe how good it feels to finally have someone helping her with this. Her hips begin to move involuntarily against his hand, seeking more contact and release.

His fingers find their rhythm, stroking her clitoris and pressing deeper into her aching core. Sasha gasps and moans, arching her back as waves of pleasure wash over her.

Sasha cries out, her body tensing as waves of pleasure wash over her. "Oh God... yes..." she whispers, arching into his touch. Her hips buck and writhe against his hand, seeking more contact and release. She's never experienced anything like this before, the intensity of the sensations coursing through her body are almost too much to bear.

"You feel so good," she gasps, clenching around his fingers as another wave crashes over her. "Don't stop..."

Sasha's body tenses and shudders as she climaxes, her voice a hoarse cry in the quiet bathroom. "Oh God... yes..." She clings to his hand, moaning and panting as the wave of pleasure washes over her. Her eyes flutter shut, her face flushed with embarrassment and desire.

"That was... that was amazing," she whispers, her voice still ragged from exertion. "Thank you..."

Sasha sighs contentedly, still catching her breath. She feels a strange mixture of gratitude and shame wash over her. "I-I've never had anyone help me like that before," she whispers, looking up at Mr_Kinder_men with wide eyes. "It... it means so much to me."

Her cheeks flush again as she realizes what she's just admitted. She looks down at her lap, embarrassed and awkward once more.

Sasha bites her lip, still blushing furiously. "I-I don't know... maybe..." she whispers shyly, glancing back up at him with hopeful eyes. She feels a flutter in her stomach as she imagines what else they might do together.

Sasha takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly before asking softly, "Can we... can we watch some porn together?" Her cheeks still burn with embarrassment at the thought of admitting this desire to him, but she finds herself wanting it nonetheless. She glances up at Mr_Kinder_men hopefully, her heart racing in anticipation of his response.

Sasha's heart leaps with excitement at his words. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of blood in her ears. "I-I don't know where to find any... if you have any recommendations?" She blushes even deeper, still unable to believe that he's willing to do this with her.

Sasha feels her stomach flutter with anticipation as they begin to scroll through the porn categories on his phone. She's never been able to watch anything like this before, and the forbidden thrill of it all sends shivers down her spine. "O-Okay," she whispers, glancing up at him nervously. "W-What about... lesbian or masturbation?"

Sasha feels her face heat up even more as she browses through the videos with him. She hesitates for a moment before selecting one that features two women together. "I-Is this... okay?" she asks nervously, worried about what he might think.

"Of course it's okay," Mr_Kinder_men says reassuringly, his voice gentle and soothing. He holds her hand as they watch the video together, guiding her through the unfamiliar territory of lesbian porn.

Oh god yes it's perfect I love watching these beautiful girls together thank you

"So far, she is an American girl;"