He sat on the couch beside her, in what little space that remained with her stretched out like that and said, "Yeah, I do. I need them to read and work at the computer. Glad you like them.
Jeff reached out and stroked one of her legs.
"As for what we do? We can do... anything you like. You could have a snooze, a shower... We could watch TV." He wasn't sure if she had one. "You could, maybe, show me your artwork? Or... I could try to pleasure you some more..."
Taking hold of one of her feet, he started to slowly massage it.