.. and with ... that thing ... you know ... in you ... I've never done anything like that before..."I looked over at Miss, and she just encouraged me ...o go on. She absolutely loved the affect that the night had generated."I know it is strange, Rebecca, but I think I can try to explain it all," I said, not believing a word of what I said.Miss was using her fingers in a beckoning motion and the words came out of my mouth before I thought about them, "Why don't you come back over, Beck, and we can. Als ik wat ophang in de kast, komt Erna ookmet iets. Ze staat nu heel dicht bij mij en ik word bijna bedwelmd doorhaar parfum. De zwoele lucht benevelt mij bijna. Heel vluchtig voel ikeven een borst door de dunne stof van haar bloeze heen tegen mijn arm.Even ril ik. Maar dan loopt zij terug naar mijn koffer en pakt hetvolgende. In de spiegel zie ik dat mijn gezicht rood is.In de legkast zijn bijna alle planken al bezet. Mijn spullen kunnen ermaar net bij. Mijn scheerapparaat berg ik op in de. “Hello, Abby. What did you need to talk about,” I replied?She fidgeted around and bit her lip, trying to find the words she thought she was prepared to say.“I…ummm….well…”“Yes…?” I said with a smile.“I was wondering if…,” pausing impressively, “you would like to come back to my place for a drink?” She said with a nervous smile.Abby was a beautiful woman in her own right. I don’t believe any man could deny that. But I had no serious thoughts that she intended to seduce with me. Nonetheless, I. "Dream sweetly, Bill."%%%The next morning, Polina rose early. She washed her face, then stalked over to the wardrobe, fearing what she would find there. Opening the door, gray gown after gray robe after gray shawl met her horrified eyes, the same as had for days beyond count. But wait! What was that in the back?A mantle of midnight blue met her astonished gaze. She fell to her knees, grateful beyond words.Color. I am getting color back in my life. Oh, thank you. Thank you, Bill.Stripping off.