You could "help" Randy out

Randy was soaping up while you were shampooing when you spoke up. "Hey, I was wondering if you like, wanted some helping...you know."

"Doing what?" he asked, a genuine look of curiosity on his face.

"You know. Taking care of your...you know," you said, not really wanting to say it out loud.

"Oh! Well I'm not one to turn a lady down. But are you sure? You don't have to do this," he said.

"I know. I just thought since you haven't been with women since we came down here, and there's no internet, maybe I could help you out?"

"Trust me, I wasn't gettin' no woman half as good lookin' as you," Randy said with a smile. "But by all means, anything you do will help. But what exactly do you mean by help?"