. On Wednesday, Jeremy had gone home with Amelia. His blog had received a reader’s comment—a plea for help, actually—and he wanted to get Amelia...��s advice about how he should respond.After they entered the flat, Jeremy took out his laptop and pulled up his blog files.“Sweetie, I formatted the reader’s blog comment into an article to post and made up a title, so please read this part. I fixed the writing up a little. Then I’ll tell you how I think we should answer. Here’s the part the reader. “Why don’t you tune the Tv to one of the room channels so we can see what the others are doing and so they can watch us”, Jill said.“Ha ha, the camera was already on Jill, they might have seen us already”, I told her.I climbed out of the tub and went to the Tv to check the channels. By now 7 channels were on, and everyone was in some state of undress and messing around. I saw one couple, probably the ones next door, caressing each other’s body, exploring all available holes with their fingers,. John was a tall guy, somewhere in his mid to late fifties, standingabout 6'2" tall. He was balding already and the remainder of his hairwas quickly greying. The guy was somewhat overweight and just a generalweirdo. The man lived alone rarely came outside and when he did hecomplained about everything he saw. Due to his somewhat pulled back livestyle rumours had quickly spread that the guy was a huge perv.Despite being a main victim John was one of the only neighbours unhappyto see Mark go to. ” The obvious question was why, with all his travelling, all his ego, he’d never put anything on paper. “He’s too arrogant, if you know what I mean. I think he’s terrified of failure,” was the way her agent put it. That was either pretty shrewd or something out of New York magazine. Lisa couldn’t decide which. Her research before agreeing to meet the guy had led to some other conclusions. Cherchez la femme – what women think of a man will tell you a lot about him. In this case, reading between.